What we see.

Bright.
Content with the illusions I have for the day I will succeed.
Bright.
The genuine thoughts leading to the grand ideas that allow for our continued success flow.
Bright.
The echo of ideas that long ago began without form today morphs into the ideal schematic, which in turn will bring about the fulfillment if a dream.
Bright.
Success is not measured by our ability to succeed, but rather our ability to follow the commands leading to most beneficial outcome.
Bright.
Darkness cannot overcome where desire flows despite the failures which drive the human heart to better themselves.
Bright.
All is bright in darkness' sweet repose.

What is brightness?
I can understand nothing. This blinding brightness dulls my senses. Reason must leave us in order for comprehension to be attained. That is not to say that reason shouldn't return by the time we reach our answers. Blind is blind. Do not forgo the senses, merely understand what we lack in what we see.