Envisaging The Ideal Planet

[Descarte:]

"There is free energy, motion and life

But we dissipate to feed our entropy

Our destiny is thermal death and emptiness

But who cares, Hail nothingness"

"We are stardust, we are some cursed men fallen from grace years ago

We've shaped this world out of our thoughts

We aren't concrete, we only exist

for just tiny moments in time

we vaporise, we'll never be"

"Let's presuppose there is something concrete and let's say this is god

How can then this great God disappears when the mind stops?

If something is dependent on the existence of my mind, how can it be concrete?

Contingent and dependent is the essence of our beings, these strands can not be unravelled

How could it be concrete?

Dependent, mind fabric, dematerialized, we'll always cease to be

We are mind fabrics"

"How could it be concrete?"

"He who is sober and reached enlightenment

Sadness will crush his mind as wisdom

Is a sore that bleeds joy"

"Stars will guide me to your saviour!"

This world was not constructed for a man like Descarte

He failed to adapt his mind to this trivial planet

thoughts like shadows hid the light and poisoned him

and as he drunk his wine he fell in a trance

with the help of Alcohol he fell in a trance

and formed his vision of the ideal planet

[Descarte:]

"I've found all the answers, my mind is now free

I despise your saviours, your satans your gods

We came from nothing and to nothing we'll return

Our destiny is nothingness"

"We are stardust, we are some cursed men fallen from grace years ago

We've shaped this world out of our thoughts

We aren't concrete, we only exist

for just tiny moments in time

we vaporise, we'll never be"

"How could it be concrete?"