Did you ever imagine hearing the overhead
sound of a plane slicing the atmosphere with
its imperious whine that someone aboard
could be looking down and wondering about
you, an infinitesimally minuscule figure in a
landscape open to a heavenly gaze. Would that
person give you a life, validate your presence with
notice for if you are seen you exist, do you not?
You cannot be forlorn and forgotten if you are
seen to be there and there you are. Best not
to know that whoever it is up there flying by
briefly entertaining thoughts, they are entirely
self-directed devoted to their own position of being
wondering if that tiny presence down there might
be aware that in the plane looking down is someone
notable as a personage. If neither you nor the other
verify the presence at that distance of another being
be assured with confidence you are but a self-vision.
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