Words fall on my empty page as stars burn out in space. We’re here – we’re not – we’re form – we’re energy. Where are we exactly and what happens to us when we are not where we are now where do we go and do we know we’re there are or we asleep to what we were and who we loved and where we lived and what we cared about all those years. When the brain starts to withdraw do we know what we knew before or do we not remember what we knew only what we know now and is now always or is now just maya – an illusion of what we think we are and where we are and why we are and do we know why we are or do we not. Do we know when we are not why we were and could we get there from here and not have to wait until we are not to know. Will we see the great energy when we go or will we just be absorbed into that energy once again only to know when we come back and do we need to come back or can we go on to somewhere kinder, more humane and less sorrowful, less painful. Can we get to nirvana and energy from living or only from dying and when we die do we know we’re dead.