Brilliant creamy lights.

hallucinate gently, huge,

phantasms pulsate.

Its high and dry,

Leaving sight,

Leaving mind,

Somewhere out there I find 

That everything is intertwined,

From dying to doing fine

And finding peace in the empty space.

In  a space behind mars I found a vision

of color and wild space

Where everything and everyone made sense

and there was no nothing but happiness. 

No burning cold, no freezing flame

Just happiness.

Find a silent place

Cold, dark, and quiet.

Its a bitter bitter cold.

Its very cold. 

More than anything you have ever felt.

And now your warm again

Fielding through that black empty space.

At peace with everything.