We wait for light, but behold darkness; This I profess.
The more I learn, the less I know. I always wondered how it can be so.
Perhaps the true delight is not knowing but finding?
Searching through a demon haunted world, not knowing what I hope to find. The arc of my mind bends toward a singularity, accelerating the perception of time.
Into a point this focus is compressed, adding new knowledge, everything is coalesced. I know more now than before. The only result being I need more...
Life can't ever be long enough to find a key that sets me free. Would I even want to be released? The answer to this question is no.
Treading into the unknown; places where I'll be left alone. I'll use my mind as a wick and my soul as the oil to light the way just for a short while longer, like a candle in the dark...