Are you a believer? Do you press hard to know it’s real, or do you walk in blindly through open doors? Are you the slave of a mischievous master, who humiliates you and fills you with mistrust with every lash of the cane? Are you caged in discomfort, handcuffed, blindfolded and surrendered to the whims of random anger? Is there any word you wish you could speak but keep inside? Hold your breath and think of something else. Dream yourself another place, another time. Absorb.