A stoic of the woods,--a man without a tear.
Who hail thee, Man! the pilgrim of the day, spouse of the worm, and brother of the clay.
The patriot's blood is the seed of Freedom's tree.
Love's a fire that needs renewal Of fresh beauty for its fuel.
What millions died that Caesar might be great!
It's not about the body; you are consciousness. That's what you are. Your consciousness is already out of your body. You don't need to get out of your body, you just need to get into your consciousness.