*Cue Louis Armstrong*
Immediately my mind went to a quote I had read (or so I thought) by Madonna regarding Basquiat, and I am of course paraphrasing, that Basquiat was “too pure for this world”.
Not that I am pure, by any means, but I have a pure heart, and it is quite open and fragile. Nonetheless, there are times I think I don’t belong or even really live on Earth. A lot of times my Spiritual being takes over, and I find life in prayer in meditation?
With that in mind, why the fuck would I go to Mars? (That didn’t sound too Peace-loving and Spiritual, my bad)
No, but seriously? Why the fuck would I go to Mars? Wouldn’t I ascend to the glowing realm of God’s Universe to meld with other knowing Souls of similar auras?
Anywho, if I had to leave Earth for whatever reason what would I miss? I would miss the beautiful hues and music of Mother Nature which are the settings to my poetry, the soundtracks to my Soul. Would I be able to find such blissful creations to compare Love to elsewhere? It would be sort of like Loving someone and having him pass away first. Does one ever really Love another again in the same way? Or do we just adapt?
©michele mitchell, 2014