I'm someone
Walking the paths of life
In this minute

Planet earth
Breathing the air of freedom
In a place

Without name
I'm like you
And perhaps

You're like me
Thrust into a world full of stars
All exploding and burning

In a vision of hell
I’m a normal soul
Living a usual life

In an expanding universe
Filled up to the brim
With losers like me

It’s a beautiful day here in London
Geese swim in the pond

And as sunshine fills my soul
The trees sway in the gentle breeze

Of a summer world
Enjoying the power of life

The mother duck
Feeds her ducklings

In the middle of utopia
While big fish

Swim below her feet
Rejoicing in nature

Giving us universal hope
And happiness

Because beauty
Engenders pleasure

In a perfect universe
Without any rain

Henry is a dummy
With plastic skin
And placid eyes

At five thirty he died
By five thirty one
He was lifted onto the ice bath

We didn’t want to send him
To dummy heaven
If it ever existed

We did compressions
Put his head in ice
And an IV line in his arm

Medications went in
Flowing through his blood
And stopped free radicals

Ice bags around his body
Kept the temperature down
While oxygen

Went into his lungs
Saving the brain
Keeping grey matter fresh

Did you ever want to go to a time far away in the future after your own death?
Cryonics is thought to be science fiction by some people. Imagine yourself five hundred years from now, in a very different world. Cars will fly in cities where the streets have been turned into immense parks. Money might have finished and no one in the world will die at all.
You will ive for as long as you want to, and when you’re tired of life, you will be placed in a cold tank.

We all have to die at the moment. No one is safe from death. Whether you’re young or old, poor or rich, black or white, intelligent or dumb, you have to die.
I don’t want to be placed in a coffin where I’ll decompose or to be burned to cinders. Cryonics might take me to that future where death has been vanquished. If I don’t wake up at all and cryonics fails, I'll stay dead. Just like the rest of you.

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Laurie 1235 is a robot
Who flies through the stars
In his dark matter rocket

As he cruises around a galaxy
Of carbon based life
And orange suns

He goes past solar systems
Collecting stardust
And silica

To analyse in a lab
At the back of his ship
Laurie 1235

Believes in a God
Called man
Who sent him

In this rocket
Long ago
When the universe was young

And the galaxy full of hot suns
Now Laurie 1235
Lives alone

Studying the dust
Avoiding meteors
And longing for company

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I think of the streets
In the witching hour
Full of straggly figures

Silent and fearful
In the darkness of the furtive
Despair of my heart

Mingling through the land of doze
Moving unhindered
Along the realm of ghosts

And creatures of the night
As the lights of a car
Illuminate my inner land

In a world of distrust
You and I cower
Beneath the shadows
Of our midnight hour

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I wonder how it must feel
To look at the world for a last time
Before you’re all alone
In front of fear

As you shut your eyes
And float towards the abyss
What will your last thoughts be
Imagine oblivion

Drifting towards non existence
And seeing nothing
As you move into the void
Emptiness greets you

At that moment
When you stop being yourself
And turn into the universe
Called death

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