Fundamental issues are at hand. There’s only one shot at it, much like the Olympian who trains their entire life receives ‘1’ shot at the gold medal. If they miss, they must wait until the next opportunity, which may never come.
This is a very serious matter indeed. So many are oblivious, chances of success are slim. How can many, or one, or any for that matter assist in a proper outcome if they have no clue as to what is really going on?
Subconsciously the message is there, yet with all of the distractions it cannot be received, consciously.
Now I know everything!
I will live easily, under Remy Martin, under Madame Clicquot.
I will live without dramas, I will live without fights.
And then stop.
And this is so.
Death is beautiful, like Brigitte Bardot, I will be put in the pocket of my coat.
I will disintegrate into different substances, beautiful creatures will eat me up.
I took cities – I will become food.
But I will always be.
I will always! always! always! always!
Nobody shall sleep!…
Nobody shall sleep!
Even you, oh Princess,
in your cold room,
watch the stars,
that tremble with love and with hope.
But my secret is hidden within me,
my name no one shall know…
On your mouth, I will tell it when the light shines.
And my kiss will dissolve the silence that makes you mine!…
(No one will know his name and we must, alas, die.)
Vanish, o night!
Set, stars! Set, stars!
At dawn, I will win! I will win! I will win!