In the hate-filled streets, dissenting ideas travel underground so they will not be burned or banned by the light of day. Love carries a switchblade to ward off pain and heartbreak. Rebellious electric guitars send cranked amps on raucous midnight missions to shred all toxic laws, replace them with sweet music. Some ask how will they know which way to go to escape from beneath the heavy shadows of disgust and resentment. Some ask how will they recognize fellow truth-seekers along the way. The history of light is in the eyes of those who are drawn to it.