That image of floating over earth while stuck here is going to stay with me.
Zero gravity.
The frigid air is hovering over the city and nature. The sky is still starry.
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That image of floating over earth while stuck here is going to stay with me.
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The frigid air is hovering over the city and nature. The sky is still starry.
Daily worries keep me from sleeping.
Constructions to be followed with perseverance daily.
Life grabbed me by the neck and threw me against the wall, I am just fighting to stay calm and capable.
Floating as if I were on the moon someday, observing the green and blue of planet earth. I would leave all of this behind, but I cannot.
The frigid air still hovers over here, none of my friends stay for long. Feeling lost and full of questions like a pre-Socratic philosopher, it seems that nothing here is completely clear with possibilities of resolution.
Floating as if I were on the moon someday, observing the green and blue of planet earth. I would leave all of this behind, but I cannot.
Life grabbed me by the neck and threw me against the wall, I feel as if my year were ruined.
Frigid, frigid like a deeply wounded heart, winds that whistle like owls, frigid, frigid, like a candle that went out.
Floating as if I were on the moon someday, observing the green and blue of planet earth, dreaming of internal and external changes. Trying to fall asleep letting my thoughts guide me. I could really float as if I were in zero gravity. But I cannot.
Frigid, frigid like a deeply wounded heart, winds that whistle like owls, frigid, frigid, like an ice age.
Will we be strong and resilient during years and years of our lives?
Expectations and dreams change like a fog or a storm.
Frigid, frigid like a deeply wounded heart, winds that whistle like owls, frigid, frigid, like an ice age.
Will we be strong and resilient during years and years of our lives?
Will we ever be able to feel peace and calmness again?
Zero Gravity, Judson Kaique
08/12/2026
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PermalinkIn twenty years of listening to people, the thing I recognize most is this exact feeling. Fighting to stay calm while something's breaking inside. You're not the only one who knows it.
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Permalinkdo you have more of this? like is this part of a longer series?
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PermalinkThe zero gravity part keeps coming back. Is that something you actually dream, or is it more the only way to describe that feeling?
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PermalinkThat image of floating over earth while stuck here is going to stay with me.
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PermalinkI copied down that line about the winds that whistle like owls. It's such a specific sound. When you wrote that, were you thinking of a real place or just how the cold feels when it gets in?
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PermalinkDo you actually work nights too, or is the whole starry-sky thing just how the world feels when everything's pressing down on you?
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PermalinkThe part where you're just fighting to stay calm and capable hit hard. I know that exact feeling of holding on by your fingernails.
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PermalinkThat repeated line about floating in zero gravity... are you actually dreaming those parts, or is that how it feels when you're running on no sleep?