What a clown am I to obsess with things that are not real, to cherish so deeply things that never were… but it is such folly that sustains my life, and my death-bed will know those same trivial wonders as close as they were before. I would rather give in to madness than suffocate the inner child that turns the wheel inside me… for sorrow feeds on stagnant wisdom, and nonsense and speculation are a part of who I am. There is much to be learned from the dreams of fools, and fools that dream much will reserve liberation.

© 2012 Brandon Gene Petit

Taken from A Study in Sorrow, Ab Antiquo, Ab Aeterno , Nov. 2010