“It’s true! Yes, i have been ill, very ill. But why do you say that I have lost control of my mind, why do you say that I am mad? Can you not see that I have full control of my mind? Is it not clear that I am not mad? Indeed, the illness only made my mind, my feelings, my senses stronger, more powerful. My sense of hearing especially became more powerful. I could hear sounds I had never heard before. I heard sounds from heaven; and I heard sounds from hell!”
Live it, my blind old friend. Live every moment of it. The world is yours.
How long has it been since his catastrophic illness set in? Maybe around 17-weeks or so. I never imagined he would make it this far. Each morning is a prayer answered.
"Meow to all y'all"
"Now, chop me some ham!"