Take to the air. Take to the open sea. Take to letters.
Nothing is lost.
Everything remains to be sought. Search yourself, seek out the shattered, the multiple I, that you will be still further on, and emerge from one self, shed the old body, shake off the Law. One can emerge from death, I believe, only with an irrepressible burst of laughter. In the beginning, there can be only dying, the abyss, the first laugh. After that, you don't know.