From a distance. Watching the earthly dance. Not on a
mission. Just being human. Or maybe just being.

Chapter 4.

Cold soil under my feet. Touchdown. I think I get it now. Or a tiny piece of it anyway. I need to dance.

Wi-Fi Talk

Ecstasy

Chapter 3.

Is this how it feels? To go down in vibration? I hate it. Can I have some more?

Wi-Fi

Chapter 2.

Step by step connecting the dots. Painting by numbers. I’m in
your frequency. Do you want to fly with me?

Play Human

Chapter 1.

Galactic thoughts passing like clouds. I’m here briefly.
Watching your daily motions. Don’t worry. I’m your friend.