For it is not heaven, as mere minutes on the streets alerted me to poverty and privilege. If this be a dream, then the temples to cities and empires long past make it a nightmare.
But I say -- I'd rather this be death then some shadow of the future. For the palaces still stand to look down on the depths. For that which is below can not reach their shining heights. This is no future worth striving for, in it's absence of equality and love.
If I have been granted a second life, than I have surely been granted no second cause.