Filled with poison and filled with nectar Or am I empty of poison and nectar?

From death’s emptiness I arrived

Yet I can’t shake that dreadful emptiness

The peace of death, that wretched peaceI

will return to the peace of death one day

And no matter how sweet and sour life may be

It is a sad dream that no nectar or poison can redeem in the end

When I drink poison my heart aches and I go back to emptiness

When I drink nectar bliss meets my face, and I go back to emptiness

They are fleeting highs and lows that plague life protect briefly from the emptiness

Yet the greatest dreams can not redeem the end

Oh how I hope for greater nectars and more terrible poisons

For nothing is wrong with my life and yet comfort does not breath in life

I must grow a giant in order to at least try to redeem oblivion for a time

Oh how I yearn for endless time, and complete sight of all colors and shapes

To make a new world, to create a new human species

To make a new Vision