“I want to travel the world. Find out more about the universe, flip through its pages and leave my mark.”
But… I have no money for that. No time either. And of course, nobody to go with.
… or does it really?
Hot masses. Not burning hot, yet not lukewarm – made possible by the complex system of hormones and blood, directed by a beating mechanism… and a universe.
Drugs, meat, sugar and fats – they float in its ocean like a pollutant, slowly choking it up usually over a period of less than 100 years.
People are attracted to the physical resplendence of the universe and its lands, its mountains, its waters but
when will people start to search for the universes that lie in front of their vision?
The ones that may pass by in a second or stay for an hour – we seem to disregard them.
These temporary universes… they scream for understanding. They scream for someone to discover their land, their galaxy, to pour light for their stars to shine.
Yet here we are, like fools, declaring our love to travel the physical universe
not knowing that the universe we should start exploring first is just standing right before us.