Oddly enough I am optimistic and I think of myself as being connected, connected to humanity and our glory, connected to nature, our mother. Let me love and offer my hand as best I can, that is the sound, the music I follow.

A long way from home 
The bells ring.
Far from grinding fear,
The bells ring.
In the dark of night as cats search for prey,
The bells ring.
When forgetting feeds itself on myths,
The bells ring
Attracting the foolish
Welcoming the tainted
The bells ring!
Faded glories, false stories
Comforting illusions
There is no need to question, to doubt, to wonder,
Just listen to the bells
As they ring, and ring
A drowning cacophony.

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