Realizing the tumult of the order of a galaxy led to a sense of emptiness and surprising suffocation from lack of oxygen.

The human body on the bed was only a burden, on a journey where senses could be lost as breath, secon by second and pressure on the soul.

Any consciousness of looking, was failing under the will of that red ray, which hypnotized and blocked any choice that went against the process of rmembering.

I was sweating for the fear of losing mysef, sweating because what was in front of me was without tengible yet present in every neuronal connection, in a fusion regulated only by the swift movement from star to star in the galaxy i was forced to watch.