A final call for absence

It's a grave danger to touch the ceiling of the stars, and even more dangerous for it all to disappear in a moment when you lose direction. Does the truth lie in the distance we travel between hunger and satiation... between departure and arrival? To realize the game, extend the journey, and postpone our death as much as possible... Why was the maestro's death just a media lie? Or were all those collapses not enough to put a full stop?