Free

In life I was called Hein, but it seems that that privilege does not extend untoward death.

The dream within

Do I really deserve an existence as such? Nameless, remembered only as the man the once nearly destroyed the Earth?

The stars are calling

Damn them all; who are they to judge me? No one. Just no one.

A star

Was I right; or was I wrong? I don’t think anyone knows that, truly.

A star

Here I am: drifting in the ether. So it seems I’m in space. Not even in the ‘Gaia’. Ironic, isn’t it? Beloved by so many, especially the scientists Sid and Aki, I guess as I died in space, I cannot be accepted into the spirit of my own planet. If it even exists.

A star cries down from heaven

I do not even know; how I know; that I know about the Gaia. My soul, and every rational part of me denies its very rumour of existence as absurd. And yet there it is. ‘Like a splinter in my mind’.

And frees within

I don’t even know where that quote came from anymore. Its just one more fragment of what I one called a life. The phantoms took everything from me.

Free

My home; my wife; my daughter; and finally my life. I should have been the one to destroy them!

The dream within

Me!

It’s mystifying

I wanted justice for the death of my family, of the countess millions of soldiers and civilians that were brutally slaughtered by a merciless enemy that you cannot see, smell, hear, or touch.

That opens up in space

Was that really too much to ask?

Whoa

Answer my own question: Yes it seems too bloody much.

Free within

And of course, in the middle was the Bio-Etheric centre, with the accursed Dr Sid, and Aki. Yes, yes it was you. Your idea, which I called: ‘an army of touchy-feely plants and animals’. I was right. Surely, I was right.

The spirits throughout

I couldn’t bear it if I was wrong.

Free within

I want this torment to end. Is this Hel? It must surely be the Nordic version, as its so cold. Ice, freezing. Or maybe the circle of hell reserved for betrayers.

The power to see

Dante would be proud.

Surrender in flame

Cold, so cold. I just want peace.

Whoa

Maybe I was wrong. Maybe I deserve this.

Free

An eternity alone. Cold and alone.

Within

Perhaps that is my punishment.

And see the dream

Maybe I was wrong.

Whoa

Maybe I was right.

Free

But it seems that I am stuck here.

The Dream Within

Contemplating my utter and absolute failure.

The stars are calling

Mourning my family.

And speak the truth

Waiting, ever waiting.

Within

Until Judgement Day.