There were those born on a quiet planet.
Wise and thoughtful, they cooperate with the same friends and do technical work.
They were full of love and healing, going to help other stars and encouraging them. The dark demons attacked them.
A great war broke out among the stars of the universe.
I fought. I was hurt a lot, a lot. I wondered why the fighting didn’t stop… It was painful.
Our friends are disappearing. Someone’s life disappears.
A life is born. Disappearing. And then they are born again…. All those beautiful stars…….disappearing…. If I could save them, I would die as many times as I could.
Billions of light years…and the next born was another star.
I never knew such a memory – my heart was lonely and I was in a world where love was invisible.
Men are dominant, women are inferior. In some places, women hated women.
Male society was an ugly power struggle.
Should my words be used to cuss?
My words were interrupted when I tried to tell them.
I wonder what my former friends are doing. In a place I don’t know.
I hope everyone is not having a hard time.
※I don’t have any deep meaning, but this kind of imagination came to me when I was looking at a place rich in nature, so I decided to write a picture article about it. Sorry for the messy picture.
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