Brighten Cambridge
When we are young children we believe everything will last and remain. It is only when we grow to adults that we come to realize our fault in not understanding that things change and fade with the passing of time.
The New America is a place that has already been discovered by humankind, but its vastness cannot be measured; the exploration of the novel domain can, however, reveal a newer, truer thing than before, or what has already been abandoned by another.
The strange New America is within us all and with each thought- old and new, foreign and domestic- a greater force it becomes, uniting all of mankind into one glorious unity of similarity and peace. In the end the New America will either be our great and terrible Wasteland, or our final return to Paradise.
Brighten Noble Cambridge (Cody Glenn Fuston) was born on October 17th, 1979 in a small rural town of Brownwood in the great state of Texas, within the United States of America. His birth name, ‘Cody’, means “The Helper.”
Brighten grew up believing in all the things children dream of but lose as they find adulthood waiting with eager arms; and yet, he refused to allow those dreams to escape his reality and chose for it to be his destiny. One of those dreams was to travel, and another was to be an author. Silently he became a quiet observer to the family and world around him. The author is a simple man in word and deed, but contains great aspirations of faith and hope.
Brighten graduated Brownwood High School in 1998. Later, still in Brownwood, Texas, he would go on to graduate college at the University of Howard Payne, a small private Baptist college, in 2002. In the Graduate Program at Angelo State University, in San Angelo, Texas, he realized that the greatest of learning was still waiting in the known and unknown world.
In 2005 Brighten published his first book, a small novella, called A Father’s Son. The author realized that most people, even the ones closest to him, would never understand his first book; and perhaps, he didn’t quite appreciate the novella himself.
One year later, in July 2006, Brighten Cambridge moved from Texas and began teaching English in Daegu, South Korea.
There were a million things he had wanted to say, and still he said nothing. Each word rolled around in his mind as though they were waves tossed upon cliffs at the edge of a shore. It was not strength he lacked to vocalize the thoughts within him. Instead, it was necessity that fueled his silence. There were a great many things that needed to be said, but neither voice nor any sound came from him. His eyes were buried deep into his soul, and the browns and whites revealed nothing more than sympathy for their witness. His full-bodied mouth held a thousand untold kisses, but did not part to show a smile. In all of his face he seemed to share love and pity, but none being the greater…
Behind the man the woman could see the city lights twinkling small and luminous like the tiny stars that rested high above them. Yet still, no matter how many times she found herself gazing far into the distance of darkness and light, the man’s deep eyes always pulled her back in and away from the known world. She neither found herself afraid or at peace, but somehow both emotions intertwined like vines and caused her body to shake with the cold that draped itself around her. From out of the dark a beast howled a lonely cry, and it was answered by an old owl softly repeating ‘who’…
He couldn’t say where it came from, but it came to him nevertheless. That was the way it had always happened, and again the time became now and alive. Sometimes that is how it has to happen, no matter where the end may lie. Still, it all came to him like a thick fog rolling across a deserted bay, and he was oblivious as to why.
He began hating himself for wanting all this time to make her say the words of apology; and, he finally knew that words could never mean as much as he wanted them to.
