After a couple weeks intentionally
orbiting around Jupiter my reorganization of the elementary minerals in order
to have them to create their own owning gravity and freeing but keeping oxygen,
my oxygen, my meteor’s hand made metallic plastic bubble grew and grew and was
needed no more. I could live here. I could stand and walk here. I can have ponds of saltish and fresh and nitrogenous
ponds moving aptitudinally around my living world. So, my bubble burst, and soonly so did
I. But I burst in a good way. I can breathe without being chrome domed
in. I am domed by natural gas, not
doomed. And it is my gas.
It encourages my life that my
manufactured air grew enough to be several miles high and burst my needed
bubble. I also elevated various air and
liquid bubbles which protect themselves now.
I have several ponds various types of waters cycling across my head
along with various patches in which my feet can and do walk through. Ants grow and grin along with those bees that
followed me making hives and lives more than I can make.
I handfully engaged a group of calcites,
fluorites, sodalites, scheelites, and some autunites. I put them in a bunch with their own
expression pushing manufactured work to keep them encircling my new personal
world at twenty four hours a cycle.
Their fluorescence and emittance of their own light has me exposed to their
eternal light source. Oh, day by day.
And I feel like a proper Knight at Night.
After a couple weeks of getting up
and bedding down. Along with regularly
making my breakfasts, launched lunches, and diners, I readily and purposely and
timely chemically collected, enfused, and coagulated my body’s expulsion of
what I ate, in the different ways my body expulses itself, a flop flop here, a stream collected there,
here lost skin, there lost hair, collected any where I go where. And I chemically, intentionally manufacture
them into my morning, middle, and night time foods. I also maintain a few air filtering V shaped
stands that got what I need to regularly connect with out of what my nose and
throat put out into my atmospheric condition.
I was viewing my working outer and
inner life cyclable walking and living area when I surprisingly got a first
visit by rock which appear to be made up of sand dust and flyable silicon and along
with various magneto communicative beings who are skinned by lava and, I
eventually found out were transported across the universe in their commanded slated
shale stones. Each blob of intentionally
outer cooled lava contained three to four thinking, feeling, their own
definition of life living beings. I was
seated with my head tracking Ganymede, Lysithea, and my buddy Elara. Their manufactured supportive machine orbited
my living space and they floated down to notice and communicate with me. They put feelings growing into words into my
mind. They started with visualization
pictures that I finally realized that I did not see but what connected to my
mind convinced my mind to see, and convinced it as a communication with them,
not changing what is but definitely that and what they are communicating.
Within the middle of this beginning
of knowing a different way to communicate and a different form to communicate
with. And this is not communicating with
animals. Or is it communicating with
animals, realizing in me that animals are people as much as I am people, and
rocks and dust and sound vibrations and other, radioactive, and magnetic
echoings are living in one way or another beings like but different but I wish would like me. Middling and muddling into all of the
beginning of this another magneto lined orbiting ship joined my new joining and
travelled around my new world with the controlled container of the rock
people. But these are huge sized, human
sized and above One Cell human like organisms which think and care for and are
learning about the space and time above the world, their world, their solar
system, and their universes which make these different universes what I call a
university since life and existence teaches me and teaches us all.
Life now I get visited by space
explorers from other planets. Some are
rock people. They are made up of sand
stone and sand iron. Their skin is lava
and their space cruiser is diamond. The
others are liquid, water main people.
Their skin is outer cell thick materials. Their space cruiser is made of algae infused
with potash and aluminum.
Those Rock Enlivened people visited
first. We began to learn how to talk.
Then the cellular water people saw us, sensed us, jointed for us, and joined
us.
Various and a variety of six foot walking talking and thinking cells
manufacturally protected by green leaf clovinicas joined them in their visit to
me, parking outside of my breathableness and lowering individually down to my
walking area.
My new life and we all came to it.
I’m visited by my life.
I am introduced to rocks and cells and these are and I learn that they
are life. Not other lifes. Real lifes.
And life had not ended there or here or anywhere. Just because you are not me does not mean
that you are not life nor I am not life.
And encircling me now are living dust and special cells. But what is that out there?!!!?
So, while I was looking up with my
eyes, I saw no birds, but I did see a plank, I’m thinking, it’s another
traveler of non earthling, thinking, feeling, existing beings.
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