"I have crossed the seas, I have left cities behind me,    and I have followed the source of rivers towards their    source or plunged into forests, always making for other    cities. I have had women, I have fought with men ; and    I could never turn back any more than a record can spin    in reverse. And all that was leading me where ?    To this very moment..."    [Jean Paul Sartre "Nausea"]      I sink below the waves    is this what I've been looking for ?    it seems    I've found someone to die for    someone to lie for...       I've drunk my fill of misery    it's time to move on    Restless and forgiving    it will lead me to the Grave       Let's leave for other worlds    leave the future behind    Here...my will has been spent    Let us depart    Before the night steals upon us    The Wretchedness of another day       "The wish, the want, to stay in the dream state,    can leaving this mortal coil be seen as a new    departure?, or a return to a permanent dream state ?    To feel to never want to wake. For here my will has    Been spent..."