FW: NPPF Commentary Line 230, P. 164

[Terrance]

In Stanza I Shade says that there was a time (echoing Wordsworth's
famous Ode) in his demented youth when he suspected that everyone else
knew the truth about survival after death and he alone  was kept
ignorant of this truth by some grand conspiracy. 

And then, a day came when he began to doubt the sanity of Man because he
came to realize that Man doesn't know for sure what happens to
consciousness after one has gone to the grave. 

In Stanza III Shade says that one sleepless night he decided to 
devote himself to the task of exploring and fighting the foul
inadmissible abyss. 

 He says that if we were able to **imagine** what life would be like
prior to our having experienced life it might have looked like mad,
unutterably weird, wonderful nonsense.  

The keyword here is the word "Imagine." 

The dilemma is that we are  unable to imagine what wonderful nonsense,
what madness, what weirdness ...  the world beyond may be. We can only
come up with the same old domestic, earthly stuff (been there done that
with Homer, Virgil, Spencer, Dante, Milton, Blake, Yeats, Eliot .... ). 

And, while Shade has taken on the task, he questions his effort on
another count, that is,  the inability of any individual poet to express
the fate of Man after death.