Ascension Rewritten

Ascension I walked on the vast plateau the everlasting wind of time had blown away, the sand exposed millions of skeletons and the memory of man wench the brain was walnut-sized. The brain is larger now, filled with images of *********** and wars on many fronts. I came to an oasis I must drink or explode into atoms but the water was full of coagulated blood. I walked on crushing rib cages gleaming in the moonlight. A vast iceberg blocked my way, sparkled like a diamond decorated with religious promises of salvation. I had to climb up and over the hindrance if I wanted to know what was on the iceberg’s other side? Emptiness or the final axiom? I reluctantly began my ascent, the hands cold as my heart.