the reclaiming of outer darkness

Can we step outside the Story? Not spurn it, stay inclusive? Nor yield to its dualistic theme, of war of This against That and the necessity, at soul's peril, of choosing sides? Can we swallow all the Stories at one gulp and stand with them inside this cosmic body? Can we reclaim the outer darkness and bring it home at last, welcoming the prodigal while knowing we are the prodigal returning home? Can we rather than building a hedge around us let all walls fall down? Can we become a circle with no circumference whose center is here and everywhere? Can we welcome all kin home and all are kin?