Everyone

Is an immigrant

And

Everyone

Is alien




Wherever you are

You immigrated here

From another dimension

Or perhaps a vibration

On a string, M or Superstring



Alien from experiencing

The whole, as one energy

By selecting to view it

From a subjective perspective

Simply for the experience

Love, hate, pain, pleasure

Wealth, poverty, xx or xy

Chromosomes, not parts

Geography, religion, climate

Language, governments

Siblings, spouses

Parents, parenthood

Violence or peace


“Mystery madman
A victim of cruel charade
Some innocent pawn
In an end game
One more stalemate

Is death another birthday?
A way to kiss your dreams goodbye?
Do the undead live within us
And look through our eyes?”

“Only The Good Die Young”

– Iron Maiden



Eventually

You will return

From where, whence

You came from

Back to that dimension

You once immigrated from

Now, so alien

You are afraid to go

But, go you must and go you will



 “All matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves.”

– Bill Hicks



“There’s time to live and time to die
When it’s time to meet the maker
There’s time to live, but isn’t it strange
That as soon as you’re born, you’re dying…


…and reborn again??”

– Iron Maiden

“The Clairvoyant”