Chapter ONE





CHAPTER ONE
THE DARKNESS BRIGHT



Everything started on a beautiful morning, everything started on a very long road, where most of the population in the world was running. The man who knows everything was lying on the branches of a tree. From there, he could see everybody, the rich and the poor ones, and everybody was living in a hurry. And none of them were happy, because none of them had time to know what happiness was. The man who knows everything knows that you are happy when you go where you want to go, but most of the population of the world were not going where they wanted to go. They didn’t even know where they wanted to go. The man who knows everything wanted to change it. He wanted to change the world.

He spent the whole day in the tree, looking at all those beautiful people: some of them were running because the others were running. Some of them were running just to go forward. Some of them were running because they had always been running and some of them were running because they were too scared to stop. But all of them were beautiful. It was sad that none of them could listen to what the man who knows everything had to say, actually they could not listen to anything, they had never done it before. He should find the way to make them stop and get out from the road.



He knew he was gonna need some help, he knew he could not do it alone. And the man who knows everything knows where to ask for help: He just had to pray to the stars. Because stars have always been there. Because they are the natural light. Because they are able to shine in the darkness and you can see them but the long distance. Because they might know how to make the darkness bright. Because they have a good prespective of what the world is and what humans have been doing.

If you want to pray to the stars, you cannot just pray. You must be sure that stars are gonna understand you. That's why the man who knows everything should use another language. He should use the original language of the stars: The universal language. The only one that everybody and everything alive in the world can understand: Music.

His guitar was in his hands, he was ready to play the game of music. And very soon, he was enjoying that game, he was enjoying a simple wheel of chords, the classic arpeggios going up and down, up and down... but never stopping. Every single note was living in a balance, he was playing something so simple that it could be played forever. His voice started to sing. It turned into a melody. It turned into words. It turned into poetry. It turned into the first song, something real, something beautiful, and new.

Most of the population in the world were running under his feet. The song was being sung just for them, he was looking for an answer, he wanted to know how to change the world, he wanted to know how to make the darkness bright.


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