There is no death
There are no dead
Despair descends over my consciousness
Murdering its delusion
Seeped in futility denying pain
Never to reprise mortal naivety, unchained
Indomitable fate confluent with free will
The resistless struggle
Disabused in its disaster to discover
Life's apogee is the embrace of death, of the self
Liberated will beyond the bounds of flesh
Sated of carnal wonder
That hungered for experiences manipulating matter
And considered itself without
Pure abnegation quiets the mind's chatter
Dissolved into silence its prejudice forgotten
Desire resolved in beatific ambivalence
Of a body forsaken to the earth
To savage and decompose
A mere avatar
The abandoned elaboration of my soul
My life is energy
That is neither created nor mortal
My life is eternal
There is no death
There are no dead