The Spring

Where do these feelings come from?

This joy that springs forth from the shadows scattering the darkness and chasing away every little drop of light.

This great joy that is a greater void.

Why do I smile?

Why do I laugh?

Why do I look across the room at blank expressions on blank faces waiting for my words to create on them, from them, a picture which will solve the previous problem while leading us onward towards the next?

This void. This loss. This empty dark space where I find myself...happy.

I have ventured into The Abyss.

I have ventured into The Abyss and survived.

I have created the void as a place to store my spare feelings until I learn how to use them properly, and in this void I find joy. And love. And ecstasy.

Into this void I bring happiness. A happiness which serves as my light in the darkness, a happiness whose mere existence confounds extremely, but whose miraculous survival astounds completely.

I am alive. I am well.

And till The Sickness takes me I hold The Darkness at bay and bellow at the top of my lungs...

MY NAME IS CHRISTIAN PALOMBA...AND I'M STILL HERE!