Beyond the circle of fire that wrapped around my head I tried to restore my state of mind from the fervent delirium of tremors and a burning fever to a sense of normalcy. Was it that my mind danced on the burning wooden road to insanity? Is it possible to bathe in fire to cleanse one's soul? Is it possible?
To lose all of one's mental possessions in a mental fire and to walk along an unknown path to a graveyard which was overgrown with weeds and moss. But yet at this graveyard it appeared in my mind that all the tombstones were on fire. I walked through the deplorable sight of burning corpses running and screaming through the maze of tombstones. Why was everything I saw on fire in my mind?
Near by was a burning pine forest where I was watched by wood goblins that hid behind trees. My mind became tired and I lay down in behind a pine and took a nap. I dreamed of my childhood and pondered my life. Why and how was I such a poor, miserable, wretched excuse for a human? I then wondered: Is it possible to suffocate in my dreams? Is it possible?
My mind ached with mournful complaints of former times. In the past I believed that I was possessed with the blood of the Devil. At times I felt I had found the meaning of my past life as I was seized by whispers of an old wench who had not known sex in life. She grabbed me by the collar and flattened me over the head which resulted in a concussion and short term memory loss and I knew I had been sexually violated as I awoke with my pants off. Then my dysfunctional mind wondered: Is it possible to live life by memories alone? Is it possible?
I am now old and decrepit. How should I die as an old man? How do I pass my remaining time? Do I escape the weariness by hiding in the forest like I have done the majority of my life? I have been preyed upon by grief my whole existence, I am a man who is tired of life. Tired to being forced to live when it would be so much easier to die. I have resisted sins of the flesh. Where is my final destination? Will I merely become a puffed up corpse floating haphazardly down the river? I have spent my life searching for the iridescent rainbow of life and happiness, but I know it has passed. Is it possible to find an unearthly heavenly rainbow? Is it possible?
Old age is of no joy. I want to leap out of my skin, weep for joy and get a second chance on life, leaving my old self behind. I began to laugh and could not stop. My life had been a complete waste and a total joke. I laughed so hard it hurt. Is it possible to die by laughing at one's pathetic life? Is it possible? I laughed harder and harder. Soon I could not breath, I had an incredible pain in my chest and that's when my heart stopped...
When they found me dead at least I died with a smile on my face. Is it possible to die with a smile on my face? Is it possible?