this is good.
the following lines especially speak to me:
"how to grasp the impossible?
Say the unsayable?
Mourn the loss of that which still haunts?
feast on vengeance yet become not evil?
I sing odes and lullabys to a stony faced reticent boy
who knows what I know....
that trust was betrayed...
that Monsters are real....
I didn't know this would turn out...it still may not...but what other choice do I have?
Through the looking Glass I walk to rescue my past,
I am his fortress, his champion,
and I will banish the monster.......
no matter how hard this is. "
i appreciate your work.
A man talking sense to himself is no madder than a man talking nonsense to not himself.
Or just as mad.
So there you are.
Stark raving sane.
- Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz & Guildenstern are Dead