I’m flying through space in a tiny space ship; I close my ayes and feel
free. Nothing is true or a lie I define al in this space. From the round window
I see exploding stars and dying flesh that is melting away to space dust.

The world flickers and changes.

I’m on a farm sucking the milk out of a cow.

I’m a cat boiling in the sun.

I’m Alfa omega, I’m God but most of all I’m nothing.

Closure, death and a new beginning.

First written: Fri
2 Nov 07, 2:53 AM