Astronomy of speed

    

                                                                                                                                                                 Speed is in synergy with our consciousness constantly. It’s like a submarine that is submerged in our sea-like mindset. Like the priest, it was blessing us with its legacy and helping us to level up the way we orbit around the untapped potential of ours, just like it helped the sun rays, the light, the sound, and the so-called human evolution to ride on it and reach the crypto humanity of Earth and make them the members of the eartholic academy.

Maybe we are just the marbles pushed by it to roll down on our journey and reach the destined connoisseur.

The teetotaller,

The rebel,

The stupid,

The performer,

The gentleman,

The grandee,

The spirit,

The practitioner;

Or whatever tag society gave you, you are knowingly or unknowingly part of the functional aura of speed. Parallelly it is gifting itself as well as its immortality to mortal beings like us, so that we can practice immortality in the mortal lifespan.

It is possibly making us ride on the curves of infinity which traps me in a thought that maybe, we are unknowingly being surviving in the “myriad of worlds” at the same time and the only thing which connects us to the elegance of this assumption is Speed -

‘the speed’ to think, learn, grow, understand and interpret which, if in case gets synchronized with the speed of time, sound, light, and celestial mechanics can make us outgrow our involvement in this universe while keeping the structure of our conscious organized and may be realizing this will give clarity to those who thinks mythology is a fake illustration but it is the part of most rooted and real thing – ‘History’ besides  it is such a powerful conscious element of almighty’s abstract proliferation into surreal powerful core of Earth’s spiritual magnitude, that even after aligning with the above mentioned speed mechanics mythology is able to switch our reality with the perfect supervision and able to track the lesser Jasmine and more Rose of the Floral Human Psychology.

 Only the valour of yours can give justice to your existence in this high pace of anonymous craft otherwise you will be left as a piece of an Origami who will seem pretty from outside but twisted inside and what will follow is just a vague exile which would be ready to envelop your insights and leave you to the mercy of false alarms to someday be right and such possibilities of transition is possible only if painters like Cimabue, Giotto and Vincent Van Gogh infiltrate their dynamics onto Earth again and come to existence to absorb your life and make life giving colors to nurture your circumstances with the valour and speed & gift their elegance to make your civilizational existence more prosperous than just leaving it to the fragments of insane fables left uncast.

     

  - Just my way of touching the contour of universal landscape without a telescope.

- RISHIKA RATHORE (NOTE to readers- I am Levitating, more than Dua Lipa after writing this non fiction ✍️ piece but still can't find the Chandelier of Sia.)