It is not that outerblue doesn’t exist. I can see it right there. It is right there, top of screen, right in front of my eyes. It is not that outerblue is all that far away in some distant time and space like say thirty years from now on a different continent or planet or profession or relationship or lottery ticket. I can see it right there in front of my eyes. It may not even be correct to say that outerblue is right there. Outerblue is right here and right now. I can see it right here in front of my eyes.

What is the barrier? What is the obstacle? What is really keeping us from entering into outerblue? What is really keeping us from entering into outerblue right here, right now? Must we wait for there in the future? Are we the stall-out?

Perhaps, it is better if we stay in the clouds for the time being. Perhaps, it is better if we stay in the space where we’ve come to recognize the dark and the light, but cannot clearly see the location in which our hope is being placed. Perhaps, if we could really see it, there would be no hope to place in this space.

Perhaps, the barrier is serving to an overarching purpose without even knowing it? Perhaps, the barrier is a hope generator of sorts and every time it insanely works to squeeze us into the state of hopelessness, more hope just comes pouring out. How frustrating that must be to the barrier. The harder and harder the barrier works to keep us scared and bound, the more and more hope is conveyorized outside its borders.

Who knew this time in the clouds would be so fulfilling? Just guessing here and now, right here in this moment, and hopefully forever and ever, the who knew.