what is the nature of the sky?
one summer day i realized that the sky - synonymous with space - exists the same directly in front of my face as it does high above me in its blue mystery
reality as empty space that happens to become filled with appearance (light)

of course, just knowing this only goes so far...but it is beautiful

when i was very young, i often imagined that i was alone floating in space among infinite stars and this world (my family, home, everything) was only a dream i dreamt way out there. or that i was a child lying in a coma on a bed somewhere dreaming all this...or that i moved around and talked, seemingly blind, with purpose unknown to my family who saw me as "ill", interacting with invisible people and things in my dream, someone everyone looked at as crazy but i really believed i was living a real life