floating thoughts.

I..

walked along the edge of the skyline and wondered:
What if dreams were not just the figments of our imagination that we make them out to be?

I see beyond in front of me,
forever above,
and the earth beneath.

Ultimate actualization disabled the senses
and I seemed

to just


be


there, beyond in front of me,
forever above,
and the earth beneath.

And then I began to think...
and I fell
through the clouds
to the ground.