you think he's proud of the ambient glow of life that riddles his earth?
or saddened by the vast number of glowworms that refuse thier heritage?
in fact, i'm not blind yet, from the light i mean...but oh how my heart longs for the numenous bloom of eternal sunshine of which blindness is the only outcome; and the loss of sight brings the realization of truth and faith in which Love binds in unadulterated accord.
my appetite for revolution is mounting.
we store up courage awaiting the perfect timing of Love and its course in us; in such a time that Love may inhabbit this world.
forasmuch as you're human - your call will be one to change your state of invisible apathy to absolved joy.
can you see its radience, its passion, its love?