I know the sound of bombs exploding all too well. I am familiar with the wall of heat that moves in and dissipates almost as rapidly. I know how percussion waves feel. I know the smell of blood and of death. And I have looked into the eyes of the people who are willing to resort to such frightening tactics; I have seen The Nothing that exists in their souls. It is The Nothing that scares me most. For when people have lost every hope, they reflect emptiness instead of light.
I watched footage today from the Boston Marathon and I was instantly transported back in time. I have battled with myself over The Nothing.
He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.
I’ve spent a large portion of my adult life both fighting monsters and gazing into the abyss. I once visibly aged ten years in the space of two weeks. Today as I watched footage and looked at pictures from today’s tragedy, I found myself in a state of nothing. I felt numbness in lieu of sadness.
As a child I was fascinated by the movie The Neverending Story. The Nothing made me nervous then; it makes me nervous now.
How does mankind counteract The Nothing? With love. With hope. With faith. With dreams. And as The Nothing grows stronger, it is going to be harder and harder to fight back. But we must fight back. Because if we don’t, then The Nothing destroys.
Tonight I will hold my boys a little closer to me, and I will be grateful again for the life and love they brought me. I will say a prayer for the world, and one for the children in particular, for The Nothing threatens them the very most. I will try to appreciate every blessing I have and every gift I’ve been given. I will try to radiate more light in an attempt to extinguish the darkness of The Nothing.
How will you fight against The Nothing?