As you stare into the Eternal's gaze, be certain not to blink
If your fear becomes manifest, ignore all lifeless reasoning
Suggesting that all you know, all that you could ever want
Will lead you to oblivion, an empty void of all you think
But there is a mystery that lives and it keeps deepening
Should you flinch and turn away, the results will haunt
With no staircase to ascend and no ladder reaching
You must find your way and the answers do exist
Heaven is immense, beyond the mind's measure
There, in absolute perfection, Elysium stands
Life has long been teaching us to deny fate
To achieve the heights of Heaven
You must understand
Solve the eternal riddle
And enter that final gate
Leading you the way to forever
Where you will find a promised land
“You have lost your reason and taken the wrong path. You have taken lies for
truth, and hideousness for beauty. You would marvel if, owing to strange events
of some sorts, frogs and lizards suddenly grew on apple and orange trees instead
of fruit, or if roses began to smell like a sweating horse; so I marvel at you who
exchange heaven for earth. I don't want to understand you.” Anton Chekhov
