If I should die today, bury me not under fields of green among other corpses for I am neither a seed of wonder nor a man among others, I have lead a life of isolation high above every man, decadence is not a time to mingle, exalt me for I am my own god. If I should die today, mourn only when the sun shines and celebrate in the fortnight for I am present in formless shadows and invisible in the light. If I should die today, throw my cold body in the middle of the sea and let the cold waters drown me into oblivion and ruthless thoughts. If I should die today, build an edifice for God, one that stands on the highest pedestal known to men, for alas he is born. For the birth of God is the death of me.