Kronin WanderforthHow much is sanity worth?
But then I contemplate the purple butterflies
and the elephants and the wind
tells me it's okay
and I talk to the bees for a while
They don't talk in human language
They talk in bee language
To talk in human language is to insult them
I always talk
But I never talk to myself
There's always someone there
Even if I can't see them.
When I'm walking I sometimes feel like a god.
I am a god
I may be a minor diety, but I am a god.