Being An Astronaut

Cause tonight I am feeling like an astronaut, sending S.O.S from this tiny box, and I lost all signal when I lifted up, and I am stuck out here when the world forgot…

Some lyrics by Simple Plan titled Astronaut inspired me as soon as I think of my wants. Exploring the universe alone, floating freely while trying to fetch my worthy name, stars, feeling so filthy free and forget everything about what happen in the headlines of the renewable news. No more anxiety and apprehension. The only thing that wrapped is freedom. Free to express my move, groundless and no limit. Shadow which is usually faded me wherever I am, now it lost swept by the wind nowhere. Looking at the parade of the brightest light and found the one who secede from it. Independent or individualism, only God knows. It shines its light to everything and it’s shimmering perfectly. Make the black, empty and full of loneliness galaxy look so pretty much amazing than any gold jewels sold.

I ignored my body’s shiver, I keep looking at the stars which are looking at me too. Trying to amuse and raise me by shining its beauty light straight through my heart. Soft and lovely. It’s full of love and affection, the one that is indispensable. Touching my heart and chasing every part of its then attempting to reinforce it with strong willpower and undermined the egoism stored inside to shape it utterly better than ever. That’s the feeling of me when becoming the free-flying man or well known as astronaut.

Astronaut. The man who can be moved everywhere he wants. Moved means swing freely in the sky without thinking any risk that would happen to him. Feeling so alone and never worried this movement will bother others. Stars, which is looking so far from the ground, the things that always be wondered by the kid’s to be caught and stored, seems so close and warm. Huge and great. It’s totally different from the song singing by the mother to persuade their child to sleep. We never know how warm is the stars when it hugs us. But, it’s warm enough to feel the affection given by its light beam when it’s shining so bright dazzle every single eyes looking at it.

Astronaut is alone and productive. The underlined word means something for me. How can the man who just fly freely up there alone and relax while seeing the marched of the stars and comet and sometimes drop in to the moon –I don’t know what he does with the moon-, can earn much money more than an editor in a newspaper redactor. Less power, much money earned. Amazing. Also, after a few couple days work with the moon. Explore, observe and conclude about the moon whether we need new moon or not, has wasted his energy stored in every muscle. Believe it or not, it caused a great decrease of his weight. Not only change in weight, his height also increases rapidly faster than those who are in earth. It’s because of the movement he made, the free rolling in the sky and other style has lengthen his bone and cause his pants shorter enough to wear. Otherwise, he has widely opened my eyes that we don’t need to work overtime to earn extra money, just being an astronaut and the money is in your hand. Include the increase in your height and loss of weight.

Being and astronaut equals to take the position with fully risk-taker about what might be happen later. Sometimes I wonder, how they feel when they are much far away up there without any friends to chat with. How if his eyes are hurt because of dust irritates them and nobody would help him? Beside it’s so poignant, his eyes couldn’t see how the beautiful the universe are clearly. I ever dream that becoming an astronaut will killing me softly. Yeah, there, in the atmosphere and above it, we couldn’t eat anything. The food will float because the value of the gravity force is around zero or it’s very little to be known. It’s similar with a buoy in the sea. I will feel a hunger pains every time I dream about my mother’s hand cook.

Astronaut has offered me easy money to get, changes in height and weight rapidly to be better. But, foods are unqualified. How about you? Would you like to become an astronaut even though you would feel hunger pains every time?