An Unlikely Meteor Shower
The night sky was black, stars in every inch of the universe brightly shining like soul piercing colors and shapes of mythological importance. It seemed as though the breeze was taking it’s time falling whipping past my face as if Gaia herself was wishing to speak the riddles of the universe in my ears. If I closed my eyes for only a second, I thought my mind caught a glimpse into what the answer to life really was, but as I opened my eyes, it was gone. Why was my life so cloudy, so veiled like the shades on the darkest window covers in the brightest house shining? There was no more I wish but to open that locked window and rewrite history in its greatest regard, both success and failure, to make my life have meaning and serenity.
It was in that moment mind you, that the greatest event to ever touch my heart, which sight that shook the foundations of my soul, my very being. The skies lit up like the heavens opening its doors to the calamities of all the greatness the world has ever known, boulders slung from the stars high above. My body seemed as though it refused to move from its present state of stillness, my sight drawn in mystical ascent at the colorful chaos that emitted from high in the heavens above. I had wondered if I had befell myself, fallen from this world’s boundaries of existence, but alas it was not to be what I had first pondered. Youthful collectivisms, a definitive example of serene energy that seemed to flow from my soul as if I had been reunited with the planet itself.
Tell me this is all a dream, the meteors falling from the sky and making their destinations all around my miniscule body among a planet that is much larger than the deepest ocean, the greatest continental mass even. The ground was in flames around me, the representatives of the heavens making their exits from these flaming chariots of rock and dust, souls of pure grace and wyvern pursuits. It was then I had realized I must be dreaming, as the rocks continued to fall from the stars above, the entirety of the universe in colorful spectrum of every and any color that the human could partake, blissful unity. In the moment of clarity that I had, watching these energies of heavenly descent unify from one flamed rock to another, flashes of light happening all around me as I suddenly had the urge to raise my arms and fly.
Call it crazy, or omnipotent, the supernatural or the resounding superficiality of human restraint, but the wings released, and the ground fell from my feet. The earth began to fall from existence, wings flapping in tiered excellence as I performed flips and flaps in the skies high above the once grounding planet below me. I dared not ask if the meteors that had continued falling past my eyes and down below were meant to destroy, but simply continued my flight into the atmosphere above. Was it funny or difficult to explain that suddenly I had the structured biological makeup to breathe this new air of distinct difference from oxygen and carbon? Such a small planet the earth truly is, the mere sight of it compared with the stars and the mythological Omni dominance of it all truly amazed me.
I continued on my adventures of mystical divulging of all things mysterious and great, the wonders of the unknown became a desire unbeknownst in my humanistic form, the once semi-creative conducting now officially shattered for the un-suppressed theory of all things becoming revealed to me right before my once philosophically handicapped eyes. Is our species truly the only ones in the universe, a mix of half and half populations that when all mixed together became the cream of crab soup that broke within a week, a million year difference. All I truly wanted to know was why every individual was not allowed to see the truths of the situations of every possible moment that passed us by.
I saw in that moment that I thought this a serenity of unprecedented standards, an energy aura of some sort making its way through the effortless space around me. It approached my location with relative ease, and with electrical frequency and colorful sprouting a fountain appeal, touched my winged body of graceful intent. That moment was the most wonderful astonishment and valiant breakthrough that my mind had ever experience. In that second, I awoke on the beach, and watched as a shooting star shot by in the sky high above me, a voice simply saying make a wish. I believe I have spent my entire life in that moment of existence to make that wish, and very simply, I made one and it came true.
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