the stars are projectors and we are merely figures floating through sounds sent to us by movie makers dancing through space and time
the stage is set in space
we film now farthest from the sun and we wait it's quieter here. to dance without music is to pretend to make believe it has been quite some time since i'd last heard my favorite song i am unsettled as i should be in the role of the vagabond. so i start to sing and they tell me to continue on and the stars shine brighter. blinding. i see nothing. stunned. i close my eyes tears flooded with memories of a place where greens and blues make me want to see the world,
my world i look to you and i see it. i can hear it.
the music echoes throughout the system solar vibrations sent through constellations and the stars begin to shoot the final scene