Shallow Hollow Spherical Earthen Organic Global Orbital Terrestrial
From the night sky, the moon rises. The earth appears dark, flat, lifeless. The moon glows as it rises, shimmering moonlight onto our existance. We slumber, wallow in our dissociative states. Sleeping, dreaming, awaiting the earth to rotate about its axis once again. Then, like the moon, like the seas, like the stars, we rise-we rise to fill our days with endless benign chatter and fantastic realities. When Galileo spotted the ethereal, he should have kept gazing. Pay it no mind, my heavenly glaring friend, for you know not that which you wake. The surface remains delicate, like nothing was disturbed.
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