ABSTRACT
The edge of sanity is a familiar place. It’s the place where he felt totally out of control of his life, mind and body in constant engagement. It’s the conscience and unconscious levels of the mind living lives out of touch. This is the place where structure and form fall in on each other until they explode into a brilliant light, the light of absolution. Unable to reach out and touch, unable to cry out, unable to say the words, ‘How long, how long?
