Existence is a great hall,
                       
                                  life is one of the rooms,
  
                          death is passing thru the doors,
                                 
                                                  & the
              ever existent
compulsion of everything is 

            the curiosity to keep moving down the hall,

           thru the
doors,
                  exploring rooms,
                                    down  this  never-ending hall. 

                            Questions make answers,

                        answers  conceive  questions,
                                         
                                        and at long last
                                   
                                          he is content.

                                  TTYL <<–VoDkA–>>

a dream..


Miles & miles of never-ending grass like a wheat. A forest, sunshine, a happy feeling in the presence, _Absolutely_ nothing wrong, nothing ever is, contrary 180° to normal life. _No_ awareness, just pure bliss, unexplainable bliss, The only challenges are no challenges,
& then … BAM!!! realization sets in, the world is the greatest punishment. life.

—Dylan Klebold