Starlight

In the cool summer evening I lay, the asphalt of the basketball court warm against my back, and the endless explosion of stars spread out before me. I sigh contentedly and reach my gaze to the stars... I stargaze.1

At this point I am myself in truth-- a girl, a solitary mind among many. It is not insignificance, I realize as my eyes and attention shifts from one star to another. On the contrary, I feel very important. For my self (my personality; my soul one might call it); it is not bound by the expanses of space and time. *I* do not exist in this world of matter and interaction-- I observe, yes, and I affect it, but like a robot I control my body from another place, the door to which is buried deep within my subconscious mind. It is a pathway to a dimension that is not accepted buy science. My mind-place; that is where I live.2

But still, even as I live in this fifth dimension-plane, remote control in hand, there is no denying that the scientifically 'proven' world exists. It is our conjugation point and the area in which the minds interact. and here the accomplish things, whether for themselves or for others it is not always clear. The deeds which we do are great or small, but they in the end always translate back to living creature, and so back to the world in which we live, where exist no expanses of space. The link that is established from that interaction is how we would know someone before we've seen their face. That link is how we love each other.3

As my restless eyes begin to focus on one star's pinpoint of light in the sky, I imagine that on one of those planets revolving around their sun,there is a little alien girl staring up into her heavens with wide eyes. Then suddenly the conclusion to my musings strike me-- that girl and I, we're really not so far away after all.4