A Planetride.
I just was thinking, this is a Planetride.
If only I could make people see from my eyes.
This is but a Planetride.
We are on Earth.
Earth rotates.
Earth revolts around the Sun.
The whole of the Solar Systen revolts within the Milky Way.
Which… Well…
Just a Music. Just like celestial Music Time,
Which cannot be heard, for it has always sounded.
Just does Space. Velocity…
It depends on the observant.
As a whole.
From my eyes. Just from my eyes.
I always wanted to study Science.
Mentors would guide me:
“Are you sure you don’t want to write?”
“Are you sure you don’t want to draw, to take pics?”
“In all seriousness, why aren’t you already writing?”
I would choose Science.
Deep inside. Perhaps. I always knew it to be an inspiration.
I am traveling… All within myself.
Just an experiment. I am writing.
That witch. That witch. She would talk to Angels;
By automatic writing.
I was 14. I am, still 14. Only writing this at age 28.
I was 14. I am, 14. Reckless, I said:
“I must see by myself”.
Grabbed the pen, the sheet of paper…
A reference for voyaging, for me;
A mere observer.
