When the Lights Go Off

Darkness is what remains when light vanishes. Light is what is, when darkness isn't. What lurks under the light is visible to the eyes. What lurks in the darkness is not visible, but our eyes deceive us by creating fabrications and, with the help of the brain, convincing you of their reality.

We are often afraid of what we cannot see; yet we are afraid of what we see when the lights go off.

When the lights go off, our pupils dilate to allow the entry of the little light available. At that time, your eyes begin to wander through your imaginations. Your eyes begin to construct figures in the darkness. For a moment you freeze. Your muscles constrict, your heart palpitates, your adrenalin rushes, and your hairs stand on end.

Soon, you realise that the figure is merely a trick orchestrated by your eyes in conjunction with your brain. The figure then withers into nothingness, and all you can see again is plain darkness. You relax and heave a sigh of relief.

You look towards a different direction. Your eyes settle on a physical object. Your eyes embellish the object with features of a fearful nature. Again your brain gets involved in the trick and incites you to believe that you are gazing at a physical anomaly. Long arms moving with the direction of the cool night breeze; legs swaying to and fro, towards you and away from you repeatedly. You squeal in horror at the sight you behold.

The breeze dies and the hung clothes stop moving. You come to the realisation that you have been fooled a second time. 

The lights suddenly come on and you look around. Reality is definite when the lights come on. What you see is what was there. What you don't see was never there.