(For the uninformed, grab a pen, and some paper, and start writing / drawing EVERYTHING that comes to mind. No matter how strange, incoherent, or insane your thoughts are.)
This is my freewriting, copied verbatim from my book. Feel free to join in.
Is the blind man any more deprived than the man who chooses ignorance? It is not ability, or power, that defines a man.
It is not clarity of thought, nor positions held and thought of that define you and I.
It is mere choice!
Wandering the sky
with my wings of obsidian and chained to the clouds by adamantine fires
the skies Burn and it is on fire
for eternity, even as the fires fade.