Fear May Come True That

Since Auschwitz We Know What Man Is Capable Of. And Since Hiroshima We Know What Is At Stake.

In A Last Violent Protest Against The Hopelessness Of Imminent Death, I Sensed My Spirit Piercing Through The Enveloping Gloom. I Felt It Transcend That Hopeless, Meaningless World, And From Somewhere I Heard A Victorious "yes" In Answer To My Question Of The Existence Of An Ultimate Purpose. At That Moment A Light Was Lit In A Distant Farmhouse, Which Stood On The Horizon As If Painted There, In The Midst Of The Miserable Gray Of A Dawning Morning In Bavaria. "et Lux In Tenebris Lucet"-and The Light Shineth In The Darkness.

Most Men In A Concentration Camp Believed That The Real Opportunities Of Life Had Passed. Yet, In Reality, There Was An Opportunity And A Challenge. One Could Make A Victory Of Those Experiences, Turning Life Into An Inner Triumph, Or One Could Ignore The Challenge And Simply Vegetate, As Did A Majority Of The Prisoners.

The Meaning Of Our Existence Is Not Invented By Ourselves, But Rather Detected.

Humor Was Another Of The Soul's Weapons In The Fight For Self-preservation.