Entry 173

In spare time I watch asteroids collide.

Inside my mind there is a blooming universe,
Designed by What If’s I ask of the night.

Organised galaxies teem with unique organisms.
Life formed from imagination.
Concepts waft nebulous. 
Elements occasionally collect to create beautiful new spheres.
Maintaining order only requires infrequent editing.
This vast plane is where I draw inspiration,
At least, for these 8 sentences.

One clap, two clap, three clap, forty?

By clapping more or less, you can signal to us which stories really stand out.