Fall danced away, winter melted away, spring came in and here i 'am still waiting for you. I been waiting, you been waiting, for us to touch. I remember the good times when i'd be by the airport watching all the aerospace flying by and day dreaming for the day to come, when our hearts would finally sync in touch with the love of our first kiss. Midnight stars twinkled bright, while the moon shined into our lives to show us that we're not alone. One look at the moon for me and you remind me that if we can both gaze up into this ball of light, we will be together far apart but in heart. I hope soon we can see each other, each day for things to get better. Shows to go that time goes by so quick beyond our seems and all of a sudden we get splashed with a biohazardess material that intoxicates all of our lives to the point of no return. Now our world has gone to darkness, but we still have each other because the moon still stands strong and doesn't die without a fight.
the doves came swiftly into the patch of sky above me
the first three had not a single wreath or branch at the tip of any of their beaks they simply flew into the openness above me
to thine eyes they neared the celestial sphere ... Could he be as swift as the doves while jotting down equations over the gridded paper was he too, thinking of the heavens or just of the gravitational modeling over time and space Could the young man with the TI calculator see, too the same patch of sky with the same doves as he engineered our course through space running multiple scenarios through his mind ... they gave us wings, and now we can all fly on commercial flights take day-long trips to destinations to that used to be called "far off" ... After being picked up from the airport I asked my dad "Do you still think the sky divine?" ... It had been raining for a week and the Santa Ana winds had turned the mild L.A evenings into chilly and sweater worthy nights. As we sat on the porch I leaned over and asked him about god; he pointed at the sky, but not at himself –and I wondered how much of heaven could be there for us within that sky and beyond it
There are dreams of leaving earth and of making humans interplanetary. My question is: Would it be "heaven on earth" minus the earth part or would we reproduce the same mental formations and create a world that suffers from the same ailment of our current. How much of "heaven" of this idea of space that we've placed part of our collective hope will we really find?
Confidence In all those stories reacting with youth
everyone is gathered in my head waiting
I try to free NASA there are time errors though with lasers
I need help thinking about time
390 Looking to post something... this is random but I have always liked aeronautics. The US is planning to put a laser into the Earth's orbit, to shoot down missiles from space. Whether for or against I would like to voice soon...