"How do I show death, renewal, rebirth and the overcoming and transcending of the human form?" I have raised to the level of godhead, not only things I have strived for, but also that which I have hated. I gave it its power easily. And now I slowly let it go. Out of discontinuation, we slide to the side, rise above, and become something else. Something better, bigger, vaster. Shedding bits of personality, discarding our smallness. Love is the most gentle firestorm. I am reminded of Nick Cave singing,with a thunderous fragility, "Death Is Not The End".