The enlightened that are not fully enlightened are the ones responsible. The dollar bill that they have everyone chasing after is trapping us in their reality, what they desire. A race of enslavement to feed their power. They have created a universe for themselves and trapped us in this dimension. Think of it like a black hole, it feeds and feeds and not even light can escape it. It's up to us to understand what's really going on. No one can control you but you and that's what everyone has forgotten. There are 3 parts of the self, the higher (outer world experience, the self (the conscious), and the subconscious (the dark, unknown, unaware). We are all one and exist as one thing because we are the universe ourselves. We all have the capability to switch on our Higgs Bosun (god particle) but we have to be one with the light. We have to become aware of ourselves on the highest level. Thus, it is called enlightenment.
Everything matters. Even the negative. Even the dark. Even the ugly. Even the unseen. Even the scary. Even the misunderstood. For only out of the darkness can one truly appreciate the light.
What if you were in agony, pain, hurt, guilt, torture even. And you felt your soul rip from your body. But you decided not to raise your fist to defend yourself. For you knew in that moment of time that if you did, you would become the very thing you so hated yourself.
So you become a mirror to reflect back the image of the thing that is hurting you the most so that it can see itself for who it truly is. You let them see how they hurt you while you do the opposite.
You do not become the monster. You become their guardian angel. You do the hard work to show them through your actions and your magic that you truly love them. And you create a better world for them so they can finally lay their head down to rest. For they too deserve to know the warmth and love. After all, they are just in pain.
My love is good enough. And I will never question it again. I have created a better world for my brothers. And everyone I have ever met. For myself, and for my daughter when she finally decides to bless me with her beautiful face.
We need the darkness in order to teach us that we have our own magic. We need space, because we need room to explore and grow. The cosmos, is our playground.