Leaving the planet in my mind,
And hiding the blue sky somewhere in the rear,
I'll plunge much deeper than the Universe,
To wake where thousands of alluring paths appear.
I'll step into the depths of infinity:
Tunnels that lead into the world of dreams,
But once again, suspicion grows in me
That even here, no law applies to me, it seems.
I try to close my eyes, but fail:
It turns out they, like all the rest, just aren't there.
How can I cope with what this world entails?
Imagining, I'll leave this madness through the air.
Here is a new level of self-cognition—
Or of the one I claimed myself to be—
Where I will find no comfort or admission,
Especially when they demand the whole of me.
And once again, through imagination, I dive deep,
To break away from systems, tier by tier...
What is this pyramid supposed to be?
What ******* built this brand-new junk right here?
No thoughts, no past, and no tomorrow,
No Sun, no cosmos left inside my mind...
Only the blue sky deep in memory,
And pyramids... and pyramids behind.
Where should I run from these stellar shells?
Or should I try to drown myself once more—
Where once again I'll hate the place I dwell,
Where thoughts will rule and triumph as before?
It will all turn out simple in the end:
Whatever was—was just a spark of me.
And as the world through my own lens is scanned,
I can just leave, break loose, and set me free.
A final chance for resurrection,
Where thoughts are just allowed to be and fly...
A final chance for raw imagination,
With which I suddenly once stole away the sky...
May 23
May 23, 2026 at 1:15 PM UTC