I want to fly

When you are quiet, your thoughts will unconsciously drift toward illusion. Imagine the earth hundreds of millions of years ago or a hundred years later; the mysterious aliens are hidden by their own side; imagine the end of the world suddenly coming; imagine everything that is not marginal... dreamy, free and infinite.

Fly to any place you want to go. I flew over the jungle, flew over the desert, and with a curious and ignorant heart to awaken the Egyptian pharaohs who were sleeping in the pyramid. Thousands of years have passed quietly around them, but they are still stable and still quiet. Wake up and tell me what power is in the powerful curse of the ancient mystery. Where is the answer I want? I flew, flew into a hazy mist, and there was a voice calling and roaring. It was the singing of the Aegean Sea. A country full of myths, I saw the Acropolis radiating a peaceful and harmonious light under the guardianship of the goddess of wisdom. My great god, can you hear people crying all night long? Ancient castles and ruins condense the life of human beings and the bloody killings. The broken wall of the broken wall stands high on the cliff, and the sun is like blood, and they are more lonely. I am tired of dignity and then leave.

I want to fly, fly into the torrent of time, to find memories of past and present life. The landslides of the heavens and the earth are cracked and the human world appears; the stars fall and turn into countless bright eyes. I rubbed the edge of the edge of the mountain water, and the wind blew the trees, and the flowers were silent. One after another, the dynasty empire rises and falls. The world constantly plays a scene of love and hate, sorrow and joy. How helpless, how many. Or the fire is shining into the sky, the blood splashes into the river, the shouting of the heartbreaking lungs is screaming... Who is singing in the shallows: "I look back at the bleak, no wind and rain." I found that the mortal fighting star moved to the sea, The reincarnation is still spinning, and the disappearance disappears after all. The departure will not come again. It seems that everything is fixed in the dark. Is this a fateful arrangement? I flew, and finally flew into the door of the future time and space, but the earth is still spinning the market is still peaceful, where is the end of time? I desperately searched until the sea was exhausted until the sky lost color until the last meteor cut through the night... The earth was left with a heavy sigh, and the black wind in the deserted city tells the story of the passing, and it is in my ears. I turned back to welcome the desolate farewell, silence, and the cracks in the millennial time screamed in the gaps, everything was like a swaying phantom, like a dream that never woke up. I am lost in the time I can't find myself...

I want to fly, facing the wind whistling in the sky, breaking through the clouds, dispelling the cockroaches, and flying to the deeper sky. I want to solve the mystery of happiness. What is hidden behind the heavy sky? Is it an angel? Is it a devil or a human soul? Who has a teardrop flying around? The faint light shrouds the innocent universe. I am, stay, where is the direction? I will continue to fly and fly to the endless darkness until I meet the answer...

Legend has it that angels betrayed heaven and are willing to break the wings and fall into the world. I thought, if there is an afterlife, I will choose to fly, cut through the sky, and fly to the ends of the earth...