I send my thoughts into outer space. What life out there? What chance of reaching out, finding you? This is just a letter for love and hopefulness. To fill the emptiness with something small, maybe even insignificant, but to fill the space nevertheless. To make an impact on the universe. Moving around outside our heads, further afield of our own known space, beyond even some of our dreams.
At times my mind is out there, floating in space with the astronauts and the letters and the stars and Spiritualized on their 1997 record and well, everything. Looking on everything else from a totally new angle. Watching planets shift and spin on their axes from somewhere new. Unfathomably grand, beyond our wildest thoughts, but to open up the mind, to explore, to want to know the vastness of it all. The questions unanswered. Still asking. Still inquisitive.
Maybe I float by in space. Alone. Beautifully moving with nowhere to go. Just for the experience. Just to have something to write about. Just for the hell of it. What is inside the mind and what is not? The universe in my thoughts. Who knows. Somewhere we meet. We share. We love. We unite. Like stars colliding. Long lost lovers. Everything matters. I remember this fondly.
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