the idea

Aren't we all ephemeral aliens? Are we leaving behind our dissolved spacesuits in the air? . . spacesuits are like two peas in a pod, similar to life.

We leave the earth and the swamp from which we came to spread our wings in the blue ether of the sun - the brilliant eternity that eternally calls us.

Any present carries a secret sign of the future, in every creature breathes a big guess of little aliens who are on... the wave of time to return home - and they are on earth only for the duration of the architectural excursion. ..

All life is morning, day and evening, and after the night the early dawn of the new sun will call us back, and we will already hear its voice, all life is an eternal rebirth in new universes of the same familiar worlds. the rebirth that is reflected in the abyss of these eyes - the ideas -

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