My Imagination forever took me  to dwell upon that World  where nothingness is all  and out of nothingness emerges all  where there are no shapes or colours  where for you it is all grey  where the five senses of human beings  are as absurd as their own existence    I knew that in that World  there was no need for all of that     And in it I did know  that Souls were formed  levitated and connected with each other  bathing in the flowing energy  that they themselves emitted  In that World I wanted to belong  and cease to be human  I wished to be as perfect as those Souls  never to disappear  Those that ignore I did hate  that proud of their material plane  lived wallowing in other ruin  not a crumb of their Imagination using    Imagination to express their Feelings  Imagination to express their Magic  Imagination to express their Ego  Imagination to express their Art    I hated, hated those that ignored  that Art is the strength of the Mind  and those that made out of it   unclean transactions    But day and night I wept  when I felt that my own brain  was unprepared   to connect to that World    A World without You, Imagination  A World without You Is Consternation    But now I’m here  on an Immaterial Plane  Suicide did cause my death  and now I know that my Dreams were true    Hardly can one who never lived a Dream  get to the place that I inhabit  nor feel Plenitude  nor feel Ingravidness  nor feel Eternity  Dreaming alive is necessary  wrong is he who disbelieves in other Dimension  and who before a god does kneel    Open your Minds and enter Art  form part of it and be illuminated  by Passion and Poetry  creating from one day to another  from one night to the next  what your repressed Heart demands    A World without You, Imagination  A World without You is Consternation    Otherwise  thou shall never reach me, egoless beings  Otherwise  on the material plane thou shall remain