StarCatcher

<sub>Have you ever felt so entirely compelled by the weight of the world's girth, that all such mass seemed so overall numbing, that everything felt completely devoid of such avoirdupois? So much so, that all gravitational sprightliness could flit about; lacking. Upwardly ascending through the very interior contours of one's body, becoming a pathway to the sky, and thus reaching its only exits; transpiring out in the form of the universe itself. All weightless weight, departing. Some could say a beauty to be beholding, but within the eyes of the beholder itself, the universe is simply something shameful to them. Not every star that spreads more beauty is ever individualized or noticable.

Very rarely can every universal, celestial, gaseous cloud, ever be seen to those whom may be willing; the beauty from one whom cried their inwardly most consequential sentiments always taken for granted.

Might I inquire an observant eye.

There are missing stars being left behind,

might you once in a while reach out to those which are falling?

Anyone can be a starcatcher.

Just don't stop reaching,
in time, a star will fall right into your hand.</sub>

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IDFK BORED. Felt like doing something meaningful? Shiz, I don't know. Lazy picture with a retarded lazy long collage of words thing for it HAHA; fj;dlskjf AHHH.

The background picture there is from google, Idk where the original is but YEAH AT LEAST YOU ARE AWARE I DIDN'T MAKE IT? I just screwed with the contrast and hue and such, so reasonably different than the original but I wish I didn't do that.

otherwise I made the rest. WOOOOO /didn't do much


art and word explosion of stuff (c) me