in that window I'd cry

Madness, the only certainty, it becomes a comfort in the face of pain and storm. Embrace the chilling pounding of the rain? Find something you never could be able to see before... Madness, the only worthy goal in the face of the ongoing riptide. Madness the only place one can truly return home to again and again. A madness that comes only by choice. And through it, even pain was pleasure, even death had meaning- because it was all life. All things, woven together.  Best wishes Enmi.