From whence we come and whither we go?

Is this the dream from which we awake to go into the
land that is no more?

Which is the state in which we live, are we dreaming
that we are awake or sleeping to rest our dreams?

Tis heaven in the stars of the heavens or heavens
in the land of the Gods?

If such is heaven, where is the bowels of hell?
In sulfuric volcanoes red with fire and putrid smells?

Once exploded and erupted is hell no more or only in
the eddies of our minds?

The mystery of God, eludes us, is there a God?
Is there a Happy Hunting Ground for departed Indian
Warriors to go?

Is a misty cloud with musical harps and departing souls
that have entered into the unknown, awaiting us?

Or are we liken to an ant once stepped upon it is no
more?

Falafel
JimEee