Plasma luminous sphere. We look at the stars swearing that it is a tiny space of our true home. A star, which died, continues to shine with great intensity. It is hanging there, millions of miles away. Even so, we see her with great adoration. Does it remind you of something?
Think about it a second and then respond.
Is it true that the stars are at an unimaginable distance for a child? Or they are really a reflection of our soul. That fragment so irresponsible that we keep suspiciously.
It may really be our original form. The essence of everything.
Hi. I'm kany, I'm new in these parts. A few things about me ... I'm leo. Yes, the sign leo. I like both team Marvel and DC. My favorite number is 3, maybe it's because the third is the charm as the saying goes. I do not know for sure. One of my favorite subjects is the theory of color and what has to do with it. Suddenly talk about this from another post. I know that my subjects will be very varied here.
That's it. Have a good life. One more star says goodbye.
