When time has come to an end, And life has come to an empty black, you will truly see the pain of your mind and body. When you realize humans were an illusion, all race, sex, and such; is wrong. You speak of suffering. There is no true suffering in your life. When you have all the voices, all the calm, all the happiness, everything. When it comes to an end, when you are finally alone. You will realize you cannot bring the money with you.

You will realize society was an illusion, what was demanded of you was wrong.

But most importantly, you will be engulfed by darkness, and nothing will happen to you. The world will continue without you. The money, fame, laziness, wont come with you. In death there is nothing, you will not escape a dream of which was never a dream. Death is real and coming for you.

For those who were loved,
and those who are gone,
those alive,
those dead,
those who dreamed and those who didn't,
Those who lived and those who died,
Those who lied and those who were deranged.
For those who committed treason.
I have heard them in death, there is nothing.

All knowledge I gained whilst sleeping.

(also no, I dont know what this is, Poetry I guess, just weird thoughts)