2005-09-16 -- 12:25 p.m. Dark, polluted, deranged, obsessed, no cure. Broken, strong, fall’s to pieces. Glued back together to form a whole. Dark black hole, Is this all? Will there be more, Worlds collide, Saturn’s rings deformed, The belt destroyed, The cluster waning back and fourth, The Way is destroyed, The worlds become as one, Even the center, brakes in to a deformed, Somewhat waving filtered, And so forgotten, Unexplored. This is the end, this is the way to forget, The way for us to see, Closed off with our own accord, With in our own dissonance. The Question asked, Are we here to live? Isn’t that enough. Haven’t we learned what exactly live is yet? The Question is pure hypocrisy! We are here, we are here, now and forever, In if forever is gone. Travel back amidst the star’s the planets, See that human is just a word just like the rest, In many different tongs. Will you stay here now? Knowing the truth within this Way? Knowing now the truth within this Way? Will you stay here now?