Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Fly, Fly, above and beyond the world. Abandoning all of my troubles and worries. A different world, a different time, a whole new life. Becoming the universe, the stars, and the planets. But down there, you have to be living, feeling emotions, being alive, being real. Up here, there's no meaning of life, there's not the hard truth of reality, you can fly and soar free. And spread your wings. Your in the world of beyond.        

2 comments:

  1. I'm wondering if you want to do anything with this. This could easily be the start to a story, or even to a personal essay or narrative. I really like the idea of this being an opening to a larger piece; it could set the mood and introduce a complex main character. Think about it.

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