The choice seems impossible and obviously clear.

Burn into dust or transform.

There is no escape to rest or recharge.

Total presence is not optional.

There is no gradient anymore.

Everything and everyone is black or white.

And there are many who are true, those who care.

Those who conduct light.

Darkness shapes the light, the light restrains darkness.

And the light must be bright and strong.

It torches, cuts through, and slays the old.

Makes the impossible ways.

Igniting the leap of faith.

The truest of grit gives credence to win.