Heaven

Heaven © Benoît Labourdette.
Poem in automatic writing about « Heaven »
Attempting to connect with the imperceptible essential. The wind that drives the clouds is the fluid in my eyes. Fantasy of the disappearance of religion. Meditate. Like a point of contact with the existence of the universe. The child knows her powers. To exist, that is to say to declare oneself to oneself, even very discreetly, that changes everything. A chance for introspection, class privilege. Where to look?

Planet Mars
Grey
Blue

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