For the Ones Who Dream of Strange Worlds

For the ones who dream of strange worlds.

She set off running as fast as she could, searching for the root of human consciousness. 

In record time she reached the edge of the solar system.
Began to monitor the earth with specific instruments in most precise detail.
Then send the data back to her planet.

Some days the wind is just the wind without a memory behind.
Then a softness came from the starlight and filled her full to the bone.

As if she was on fire from within, the moon lives in the lining of her skin.

People flood the room and there is nothing but inhibitor. 
A space and mind to one's own.

A vast glowing empty page and the possibility to do whatever she wanted.

That is the thing they give you.
So use it, use it.

Try again. Fail better.


Your truly,

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