The flame of ambition is the energy of the man that makes him dream and transform the world. This fire leads him along the way towards his future, and where there is no way, it forces him to create one. This fire feeds you when you have to endure the routine of the path. However it cannot warm you, but enables to cope with the coldness of night. It burns you, but makes you feel alive.
But once a man burns out so do his believes and the inner demons he fought. And with his fading spark, a new Knight comes, stepping over the endless desert of his predecessor's ashes and illuminating the night with his torch. He will perform a funeral rite or condemn the memory of his forebear. There is no doubt that then he will ignite his own fire and in its bright flames he will see a whole world, which would not be big enough for him.
The night fades away and the story repeats itself. But what is our part in it? Who will be the main character? Who will give up his part? Who will be a cunning guide? Who is destined to be pushed down from the throne? Or maybe someone will find the strength and find their true genuine self? But the question is ... What then is the true Self? Maybe a wish for a better share? Or maybe an escape from someone else's will? Indulging selfishness, isolating yourself from others?
Or maybe we need to accept that we are only part of the universe?