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Sitting on a disc of ethereal gas

Up in the cosmos taking time out

Gazing at the galaxy with a mindful eye

Dreaming of the other species out there to find

To share cultures and languages with

Would it not be cool to prove other civilisations exist

Watching different coloured nebulae and shooting stars

Watching comets speeding from a fast real fast

And leading a red hot fiery trail

Amazing sites that could create wondrous tales

Sitting here creating images in my head

Star field nurseries fot the young stars not matured yet

Skaking around on Saturn’s rings

Skatefirding and surfing off Orion’s Belt would be the actual dopest thing

Or hearing the choir of heavenly angels sing

Then before too long the big act of the show

Sitting watching a star ready to explode

And create a glorious supernova show

She how it lights up space with its glow

A million light years away is still a bit close

I still feel the power of its supernova breeze

Ruffle my hair and vibrate my seat

But this adds to beautiful artistry

Adds to higher level of frequency

That I feel exulted to sitting here

My mind is focused my vision is clear

With astral meditation is patently clear

You can through your conscious mind create any form of reality you hold dear

So why think small when you can create big

And be like me a turn ip to the biggest universal gig.