Planetarium

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: January 24, 2018

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I live on planet of longing,

a planet of fulfillment, 

individual, 

yet identical to yours.

We have dream-like awareness,

we suspend our celestial bodies,

with movement,

in what we call circulated time.

On this conscious transmuted plane,

our mortal curved space, bends,

shifting our thoughts over,

with a perspective that unfolds,

the infinite.

We are all departed travelers,

pacing slowly backwards and forwards,

flawed by the perils of wilderness in own country,

waiting to return with success. 

This planet with its pompous gravity,

pushes me along then leaves me, so;

And, a bout a half mile off,

up into the evening sunshine, 

I fall away into the light,

just like I would have on your world,

then I give a hearty salute of enjoyment,

writing a new ghost story,

never struggling or scrambling,

for existence.

I live on a planet.


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