Dear reader, dear reader:
The Ykw-0001 expedition ends, it ends up at the Art and Wonders Institute, and begins at this very moment.
Perhaps you still hear (in your head) a voice saying: "I'm counting on you, I'm counting on you, don't disappoint me." Where does that voice come from? Perhaps from the galaxy 888. Or perhaps from the galaxy Ares XG 711. You may hear a white noise and realize that you are looking at the nebula J 0472976 that took the name White Noise when what was seen was merging with what the expeditionary he heard (in his head).
Is it a dream? It is real. Here is the only space and now is the only time that you will be able to witness stellar explosions, stellar attractions, stellar accumulations.
Far will be the closest. The micro will be confused with the macro. Look through the microscope and you will see a constellation light years away or perhaps you see a planet just thousands of kilometers away. What you think is fixed will only be a belief because everything here describes the vagabond and the wandering. Even you are orbiting. Have you noticed that you rotate under the influence of a central force? That is a gravitational force.
A thousand and one are the risks of the journey. Any flash of light may end up fading into the interstellar medium.
Have you ever felt like an expanding material residue? Get closer. With the naked eye you can see landslides that herald the final dispersal. You wonder if it was meant to be absorbed by atmospheric particles. The fading may last a few minutes, but an elongating force will act to make you lose track of time.
The only thing you will remember will be the infinitesimal details. Do you think you have seen a rock? It was just cosmic dust.
You will inevitably stop to examine the relationship between each ray, each half plane, between the amplitude and the edges. You will wonder if what you see is real. Every so often, a perpendicular stream will resume to remind you that every shape in the world is provisional. Are we celestial bodies? If here we conduct ourselves as such, if here is the only time and now the only space, you will only be able to respond to that voice (which you still hear in your head): "Count on me, let's surrender to this dream."
Btrz7 Egn7 Dz4