Man used to live to be 900 years old. Now our days are but 120 years. But what if the human lifespan were only twelve hours? That by the time the twelfth hour rolled around, you were already like a 90 to 100 year old man or woman? What if you were born at 7:00 p.m. in the fall? Just as your mother was giving birth to you, twilight was approaching. Your first view of the sky held streaks of yellow-gold and purple, but it quickly disappeared, and your memory of that time is dim and vague. But by the time you were one hour old, the sky was already dark, a midnight blue with only pinpricks of lights therein. You are old enough, now, to wonder, to ask questions. Why do we live in a world of inky black with only small points of light to guide us on our way? Your mother, who is already middle aged by now, tells you that the pinpricks are stars and that there is a time when a greater star comes out and illuminates the entirety of the sky. The whole earth shines in its splendor and the sm
