cyclorama

you know how it looks at night, on a clear night, yea? it was kinda like that.

imagine being out there, in the desert, at night. you look at the sky and damn the skies are like great symphonic anarchy of stars. just massive, massive, utterly. you don't look back at where you were standing because you know it's not there anymore. just wide, wide open.


open.


dizzying, bottomless, endless vastness. space and distance loses meaning. there is light, and dark. near and far don't exist. there is light, and dark. at first it was the stars that caught your attention, but now you begin to see that the whole of it, the wholeness of it, is dark. aw, yea.


dark.


anyhow, it was kinda like that.