No More Being Born Yet

When my short off-ramp leads me out of here yet again I do not wish to return. Of course I can be persuaded, but those spiritual reflection of All That Is will have to make me a very good deal, they cannot force me to choose either. only I have that power, the power of NO. When my rickety track becomes a terminus I do not want to return to this beautiful hellish planet. This place I have made then remade in my own image. It was no fault of mine that it all got screwy and scary, love and light took a while to find me I was mostly playing hide and seek with my own supposed darkness, but I was always pure, always perfect. I see that clearly now I see this mind-made place differently, but I won't come back, I just won't. I've done many tours of duty and have been the most slowest of learners yet now I am done with any transfiguration that only drops me back into my own or your illusion. No, i'm not coming back - and that's that.