Utopia

I use to always stare at the sky, mostly at night. That's when you can see all of the stars. I'd go up in the roof and I'd bring a blanket along with a pillow. I'd just lay up there gazing, dreaming and above all wishing maybe I could be a star. As if I could fly to the universe; a child's dream that I still hold deep within my heart. What I lack is courage, braveness. My dream is not to bestow negativity upon the world, but to release boundless freedom. The story 'Utopia' is about a magical dimension that only exist in an area of dis-pear. An area where blackness feeds on itself; creating a hole so massive and so magnetic, not even light can escape its eternal fate. It is said that the only way into Utopia is through the galactic lane. It shall open to you in your deepest time of need. But don't be scared; after all it's only a myth. A myth that I myself have been intensively trying to accumulate. What's fact and what's real is only an illusion through the eyes of disbelief. A timeless puzzle that has no end. A scattered dream that's like a far off memory. A far off memory that's like a scattered dream. I want to align the pieces up; Yours and mine.