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Posted: May 30, 2016 |
My Name Is Photon
A glowing presence appeared before me; was I awake or was I asleep? I thought her first a stranger; she wasn't a stranger at all. “What is your name?” I asked. She answered: “My name is Photon.” I thought how weird a name to be called.
“Who are you and where are you from?” …thinking how mysterious she was. “I was discovered over a million years ago, and abide by whomever gives me cause!”
“You have known me all your life.” she exclaimed. “I am powerful, mighty, and transcendent. If not tamed, I deliver widespread loss and destruction.” “Only God is omnipotent and omnipresent!” I clamored.
“That is true, but I was created that way for a purpose. Mistreating me can result in death; respect me, and you will rejoice. I can be a good servant, or a cruel master. It is you who must make the choice.”
“Are you some kind of a god?” Seemingly irritated she replied: “I am not! The power lies in your hands, not mine! You decide to use me for good or for bad. I must respond to both. I can be a friend or foe...bring darkness or cause a light to shine.”
As her illumination began to dissipate, I asked: “Where do you go from here?” “I am all over! My work will never end. My task is be a companion forever, to those who chose not to believe... but the true, righteous, and faithful, they shall never see me again.”
“Just one more question,” I pleaded, 'before you go, tell me: who are you really, and when will you again transpire?' “I travel the world over and manifest wherever I am called. My name is Photon; but I'm mostly known as fire!”
By Milton Lopez Delgado May 16, 2016
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