motors roaring and engines flaming, my rocket soars me back to my headquarters. during my journey, my senses are awestruck by the sights and sounds of this universe. all the creatures are alive, and never rest. the heart within my wirey ribs beats radiantly at this wonder. joy floods my warm unit, and i am grateful to be a part of this dream world. more jubilance lifts me upward because i know a special aborigine. with our creative brains and nimble fingers, we feed off each other as if we tasted of the sweetest nectar. i am in a place to be molded, and to break the mold before me.
paralyzed at 100 mph