Among the stars one stands out whose blue brilliance delights us. It is the blue star that we followed when we were walking towards our rendez-vous.
We imagine that we are moving through the dark blue sky amid the twinkling stars, traveling worlds. I hold Chosposi close to me and feel her warm, elastic flesh, full of future life. I like to take her soft head in my hands and, forehead to forehead, look deep into her eyes. What I see there then is more beautiful and stronger than all the worlds that can exist in the sky. We fall asleep. In the morning I'm awakened by the paleness of the sky and sing:
"Purple stretches to the west,
as the golden dawn breaks.
Sleep my love, sleep again,
And your spirit will leap
To fly away,
Like a myriad of butterflies
And guide us, the Refugees,
To the New World.
Dream my love, dream again,
And your breath
With the Creator's breath,
Will unite
To calm the ocean
That carries our bodies,
And to give life
To other bodies.
Sleep my love, sleep again.
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The New World
Science FictionIn the future, most people have been implanted in their brains since childhood. The implanted chip allows everybody to connect to the Networks as a simple operation of thought. Long time ago, occurred a terrible catastrophe called the Big Holocaust:...
