The ramblings of a mad man

The Choir

Singing in great halls are heard I cannot stop looking at the ceiling of the sky above but as I truly hear and understand the words something tears me away from understanding as if a great wall stands in my path, forbidding me from enlightenment and rest from this weary and old world. I can keep spewing this madness if you wish but this mind and mouth is growing even more tired and I believe my insanity has been sated for today so if you wish to hear more please just say so.

Ignorance is a shot of bliss