meaning of the sun

You made your mistakes, now lay in them. Wrap the covers of your accidents and regrets tightly around your body and cease to dream. There's nothing worth dreaming, anyhow. Now, that the disease has infiltrated your body you have absolutely no need for dreams. Reality bites, most definitely. It sinks its teeth into your flesh, leaving pockets of indents atop your knees. Back from the dead to cut the bread. I'll play golf with your teeth. I'll get a hole-in-one then melt into the meaning of the sun.