Ill in the way of perception; Tantalizing.

As in opposites attract; Take one without the other and you have nothing.

Transpose the way we asphyxiate and you've altered reality; can you be this "anti-Christ" I've read so much of?

When a man dies, where do his thoughts go? The same pulse that defined him in society. Now where? What? Who? Why?

A rock tells you his life was grand; His woes never falling short.

Can this be a joke?