God's own cell

child: Why does he always fight to stay conscious?
mamma: Because he must.

child: Why can't he let go? Why can't he sink into fantasy?
mamma: he thinks its wrong

child: but the fairies are calling him.
he must go, must he not?

oh please... let him do...

Let him know the place where angels live, let him taste Heaven.
when he returns to earth, he will know Good better.

mamma: They might destroy him while he is gone, while he is helpless on earth. They may rob him of his sanity and dignity.

They are out there, scheming and waiting.

he will know when to run...