Running down the empty street of my dream. I stop and look side to side as the trains rush past the sky and the rain falls down out of God's eyes while the Sun becomes engulfed by sulfur. I hold my head up and breath in the death in the air as I fall backwards and backward and backwards until I'm craching into the Earth. I can hear it spinning underneath me and I fear for my life that I'll be flown off of this Earth and into Space but there's nothing for me here and nothing but infinite out there and I'd rather have everything in nothing than nothing in everything so I let go and fly off into the Great Unknown. The Angels catch me and bring me to the Promised Officials while the Buddha spits and giggles and shifts and cackles and slobbers onto the Pool of Knowledge that sits in between Utah and Las Vegas in the United States. I scream at the top of my lungs. So that is where Life is found! If Knowledge is Life and Life is Love then Love must be in the ugliest place on Earth! Alas! I have flung myself from that place though, and I must now wait out eternity floating in the Sea of the Cosmos while I tapped the Stars with my fingernails and wash my face with the Planets and String My Soul with the Belt Of Asteroids. Zeus strikes down beside me, while Odin strikes up conversation, and I half-listen to the vague suggestions of non-existence while take those wonderful puffy lines of heroin and cocaine into my nostrils and feed my brain with something that I know longer understand. I thought I understood these things! I thought this was Life! I thought this was Love! But Love has so long escaped me since I left Jonee, and what I thought was Love wasn't there anymore when I returned, and when I bought Love In A Vial I thought it would help me forget, but the Vial was poison, burning my brain and my veins while dipping my heart in acid, and when I looked up, My Real Loved Ones had all turned their backs, walked out the Green Glass Door, and I was left in a pile of my own regrets. I come crashing down the Earth and sink six feet deep into my bed while I pick my scabs and scratch the invisible bugs underneath my skin. And they lived happily ever after.