Madness looks into my eyes and speaks with drooling words of pure deceit.  It thinks I shan’t know or notice?  Does it suppose that once it utters its blatant lies that they shall somehow become the ultimate truth to touch reality now and in all tomorrows to be?

Oh, to wonder what it thinks is to chase the empty shadows of the night.  There is no reason within the thoughts to grasp or to hold, nor to define as any sense of sanity possessed.

Oh yes, madness tells me I did all that I did not and that I said all that never touched my lips or even my silent thoughts.  It does say though whatever it will and demands that I willingly agree.  All must be my fault, after all, for it is the god of all that is enlightenment that says such to be so, and I am only one that travels in servitude through their world of the elite privilege and dominate control.

I am no one in the eyes of the self-appointed enlightened, who writes and rewrites history and the claims of a truth to fit whatever is to its benefit at any given moment.

Madness shakes in uncontrollable response, as I dare to refuse its lies and deceit to become mine or to shade anything I have done or said.  It calls out that I must… I must… I must agree to its claims and do as it bids for “it is the right thing to do”.

As the drool slides down its distorted face of madness, I smile.  I turn.  I walk away.  I leave it in the darkness of the night to chase the shadows of nothingness that it has become.  I leave it there to destroy itself, as I walk into the rewards of truth that shines upon the day and the world that is mine and perhaps yours as well.

Copyrighted by Carrie K. Hutchens 2013