Envisaging The Ideal Planet (Transcending Bizarre?)

"There is free energy, motion and life But we dissipate to feed our entropy Our destiny is thermal death and emptiness But who cares, Hail nothingness" "We are stardust, we are some cursed men fallen from grace years ago We've shaped this world out of our thoughts We aren't concrete, we only exist For just tiny moments in time We vaporise, we'll never be" "Let's presuppose there is something concrete and let's say this is god How can then this great God disappears when the mind stops? If something is dependent on the existence of my mind, how can it be concrete? Contingent and dependent is the essence of our beings, these strands can not be unravelled How could it be concrete? Dependent, mind fabric, dematerialized, we'll always cease to be We are mind fabrics" "How could it be concrete?" "He who is sober and reached enlightenment Sadness will crush his mind as wisdom Is a sore that bleeds joy" " Stars will guide me to your saviour!" This world was not constructed for a man like Descarte He failed to adapt his mind to this trivial planet Thoughts like shadows hid the light and poisoned him And as he drunk his wine he fell in a trance With the help of Alcohol he fell in a trance And formed his vision of the ideal planet "I've found all the answers, my mind is now free I despise your saviours, your satans your gods We came from nothing and to nothing we'll return Our destiny is nothingness" "We are stardust, we are some cursed men fallen from grace years ago We've shaped this world out of our thoughts We aren't concrete, we only exist For just tiny moments in time We vaporise, we'll never be" "How could it be concrete?"