in the serene glow of the morning, as the lighthouses cast their guiding light across the vast ocean, one contemplates the journey of the soul. it is like the disowning of darkness at the dawn of enlightenment. before the radiant beams, there existed a preexpansion phase, a time of gestation in the womb of the universe, where interviews with one's inner self were frequent, urging us to initiate from square one. echoing the teachings that once banned from our hearts, these guiding lights remind us that every end is but a new beginning on the path to illumination.