Dear World,
Do not compress yourself into a very small space.
Expand only, please.
Do not fade into the gray.
Illuminate and radiate.
Thank you.
Yours truly,
Me


If time had a facial expression, it would be a sneer. There is no way to keep from growing up. There is no way to stop the time.

"The moving walkway is ending! Please watch your step."

Space, cosmos, the universe and beyond.
The wind carries us away, and we become it.