I close my eyes and see images like I'm in space, exploring vast existences flying out of my face. Astral projection with eyes wide open, conscience, walking, talking, engaging in the convo, all the while i'm exploring a star system called Simpatico. weaving to and from stars with clouds of gas between. nebulas being formed, galaxies coming together, meteors crashing with out harm to me. seeing the beauty of destruction forming creative physical scenes, laying the way for life to form, i port back my body, only now i see the view around as if there are seven of me. all images coming to me as one big tv screen, i see so much, hard to figure out, i want to scream. I want to shout. i need to be tough. i can sit and pout but to get loud will only cause me to fall down. so what do i do now???
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