Here she s again ! survey form the window everynight after switching off the lights when everybody s drowning in his dream , she was here with her bleu questions , with her white thoughts mixed together to construct great color of the midnight sky ,ready to sleep after a daily day but she would never miss those extra ten min, heart s beating faster then ever , eyes shining reflecting this naturel architecture , she was amazed by those billion starts in a chaotic culster of light that ignites passion and poetry in her soul , loacting those brillante little things that makes her smile ,wishing she can drop the skinny sail coverd her eyes so she can overstep the naturel visible part of the humains being then she will see colors mad by stars while they dance arbitrarily in the milky way ,dipping at the moonlight ,the way it s full and really detailled the way it s so perfect , makes her fall in love everytime she look at it, the observable and powerful love whish mean something more then what we invent something we can not yet understand maybe some evidence ,something of higher dimension that capable to preseve the same dimension of time and space .
She was wild , never worried if what fascinate her was an illusion or reality , didn’t care if she exit or she s just a reflet of a light that couldn’t escape from the gravity of a black hole , admiting the fact that we re nil compares to the huge univers cuz simply we re bound to it and ,somehow it s either ,she deeply belived that this greatest creativity can hear us ,recepte every single wave ours brain mad from the idea , the feelings ..nowadays quantum mechanics could prouve it ,everything ‘s relatif to everything but there s some strength controls this connection ,the only constant ,the god
She felt like a little birds living in a cage , a bubble ; and the only allowed part to see of home s the sky , she belong to univers somewhere like earth or maybe more ,where s gonna have to be a thousands separate heavens for all her flying parts
The wind blow makes her body shiver , hit her with the reality that she have to sleep ,then She smille again ,embrace the night with her love, perfumes the space with her smell ,and whisper the last song of the night ‘GOODNIGHT’
PS: this picture was token in morrcoan desert of me sitting under the milky way , it was an amazing exprience <3
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