“What’s inside? Have I cracked?
Only God knows, knows the way back…
Oceans scream, these scars you call continents rumble
Thunder is the roar of the heavens before the lights break in and out
Even the sentinels of the heavens of the heavens shatter
Stars? This is the stuff you’re made of?
And yet…
What makes you think yourself above all this cataclysm, my dear?
All the equations of your past lives’ past lives equate to this:
I’m sorry
What makes you so base you think you’ve no right to break, to scream, to roar?
Have you cracked?
Maybe
But don’t you want to know what’s inside?
God knows everything
And even They are curious
It is the place where God meets the heavens meets the scars meets the seas meets the stars
There it is
There is no. Going. Back.”