Ok, I won't start with ellaborate introductory titles, nor anything else. I've been thinking at how life would have been if i had been somewhere else, if i had more freedom to do what I was good at. Perhaps I would be a celebrity, maybe at least a known person.... maybe a homeless artist. Time spreads in a thousand possibilities each varied only slightly but enough to make you wonder how would this or the other be in that time frame.
Would I be doing the same things? Would I even be the same?
I find myself doing something I somewhat like, i'm adequate at but I cannot excel at it no matter how much I try. Work-wise I can't say my life is bad, it's decent, but I feel my own spirit isn't entirely here. Honestly my spirit is content on dreaming about imaginary worlds, far-away places beyond the planet we live on, think on how things are over there and if there are other sentient creatures what lies in their thoughts?
Are they varied like we are? Do they follow a rigid life knowing exactly what they must do?
I won't linger however on such creatures out there, but I linger on the beauty that our world has, places I have not seen but I wish to then places elsewhere among the stars. Saying I am not perhaps born on the right planet is wrong, Earth is beautiful as long as we want it to be, yet ....
I'll stop the dark thoughts for now.
A thought, an image of a stellar light-house illuminated sky, a pulsar's waves announcing you each second of how beautiful and deadly it is. Yet in it's beauty perhaps there is another face to it, I like to challenge the commonly accepted notion and wake upon a lanscape of mountains, lakes and stars, trees, perhaps giant mushroom trees and a familiar light giving me not death but further fueling life. A freak of nature....a beacon to call me home.
That's all for now.... more will come.
(Note: This is not my artwork, copyright to it's respective artist - Astroboy1 -deviantArt-)