Mirrors of Madness

Mirror of Madness There it is again, reflecting in the embers of the once wild fires of freedom. A vision of madness burning in secluded rage on the continent, and off in the distance in Paris. Ill respecters of life and irrational purveyors of God and faith. God is weeping. It is lucid madness igniting the flame of hatred, living and hiding in the shadows. A mirror of madness that fiends love, faith and belief molding it to befuddled untruths. Break the glass and shine the light of revelation. The mirror of madness must end. Let us weep no more.