To cry away far apart from your dream, violent waves comes to pursue your heart, to take you from what could be the last scene, there comes the mentor of the final act.
Breathing suspended, eyes mesmerized, thoughts frozen, terrific discussion, between two zones, the dark and the light, no choice to make, maybe only compassion.
Left in silence, floating away from convulsion, no pain, no sin, no dream, just a trip taken without insight, leaving behind what? No more dilemma, need to cry no more, just enjoy, just die, no need to fight.
When you give it up, accept all, then, you might find the light.