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Foreign Skies, Alien Minds
The view from my favorite room In a Castle In The Sky
Nestled in the heights of often dreary, overcast skies, a castle flies through the stratosphere, and sometimes, when I’m feeling lonely, the exosphere of imagination and limits of individual experiences. At the top of the castle lies a window into the void, my way of viewing other worlds.
As I get older, sometimes became often, and often when I come here, I find that my world, opinions, and ideas feel much smaller than the universe of experiences I can see.
Often I find myself looking to the closest terrestrial body as a source of refinement for my ideas. Through the invisible cords that link our worlds, the moon, my brother, and my friend change my realm with each rotation as we rehearse conversations and arguments that only make sense after the hundredth time.
But the moon is not alone in the empyrean abode. The universe is filled with countless worlds as complex as his or mine.
My world didn’t always feel so small, but a few years ago, passing through a moonless night, a meteor lit up my lonely sky. She tore across the glittering firmament, lighting up the night, and changing my world by the dust she left behind.
