The Third Letter: Never Step Off the Crazy-Train
“Why do you run Mia,
why do you try !
When you very well know that
every inch away from self-preservation
is one step closer to the sanctity of your art, your beingdom.
Haven’t you done enough crying in a corner by now…
to realise that your art is lit up by your fiery tears.
Don’t douse the fire,
Don’t crush the madness.
Let the detainee live,
Let her live inside you….
trapped somewhere or barely alive —
Just don’t let her die.”