Intense Darkness

Someone with autism was stuck in a mental ward in the 19th century.

How he got there he did not know, but all others said that he was displaying erratic behavior in school.

The first day was just figuring out how to get the paperwork done with the officer, and then the real nightmare begins.

The first two weeks they did leach treatments on him, as he was tied down to a table, and it was in a dimly lit room.

The next two months they gave him shock therapy and that was like fire going down his skin.

Next they put him in a cooler, which is a tub of cold water they used to torture the mentally ill, every day for a year.

When all that failed, the man, with all his trauma, cuts, scars and bruises was about to be lobotomized, so the man, as you can imagine, was sad and lonely, hungry and afraid.

Then just as any poor would talk take their lives, a miracle happened.

A tall man with a big beard and a gold crown and royal robes, accompanied by two jesters, said to him, "I am the God of Madness. I can take you from here but I need to know that's what you want.

The man jumps up and says, "Yippee! Let's go!" 

And the new world took him, leaving the pain of the asylum behind him.