You will not find anything
of value
if you make a visit to the
underworld, just junk
like in a damp basement of
an abandoned house
moldy clothes and old
newspapers
broken shoes, rats nests
and spiders.
There is no river down
there
and no ferryman.
Nevertheless, some people
settle there.
How is that possible?
They've not climbed down
there out of curiosity
they've ended up there
and then they've somehow
got the idea
that it is there where they belong.
that it is there where they belong.
Isn't it strange?
(There is something
within some people
that lure them down into
darkness and misery
and there is something that lure them back to everyday life.)
and there is something that lure them back to everyday life.)
You can´t recommend
anyone to go down there
to see for themselves
because there is nothing there to see, or find
because there is nothing there to see, or find
even though those who have
never been there
clearly lack something
like chattering celebrities in TV shows.
