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Cry (Poem)
I'm so happy to hear your promises, even if they're lies. It is good to hear so many lies to avoid my suffering. But I feel your heart is not mine anymore. I remember those times when we played in the slides, when I played with you in the park, when we kissed rose to the sky, when with your body you took me to the universe, those times where we waited for the sun, where with your hands you drew my body and with your love you painted it in color. But the farewell comes closer, The end follows us closely, I feel I can not resist anymore, I can only cry, cry for this love sick of the dead, cry because everything ends and cry because my soul still loves you.

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Visiting an aurora borealis.

Daniel left work very late, went to a nearby bar to have a few drinks, I wanted to release some stress for so much work and worries, I drink many more glasses and his mind got confused.
He left the bar with a drunkenness and wanted to get into his car but some people did not let him, stole and hurt him, leaving him on the cold pavement.
Some people saw him there and called emergency in a few minutes Daniel was on his way to a hospital.
While the paramedics stabilized him Daniel felt that he was floating, a kind of power took him out of this earthly world.
When they arrived at the hospital the doctors took the case, Daniel heard in the distance the doctors talking saying that he was very serious, that this wound was mortal.
While Daniel fell in great regret for his actions, he regretted having stopped at the bar and drinking so much, had he not gone straight to his home and embraced his beloved wife, oh what would be of her without him ... His soul floated reaching up to the sky, everything around him was black with many stars, he felt so much peace, it was the most beautiful place that his eyes had seen, I cry and thanked God for his mercy, for sending him to such a place.
In that he felt a force that took him to an aurora borealis

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A huge, beautiful boreal aurora, with bright, vibrant colors, could walk among it, touch it and enjoy it, it was a unique experience, when I walked between those lovely corridors I heard a voice, it was the voice of his wife, who shouted his name and cried , he felt so much despair and an electric force that made him descend, as he could he opened his eyes and saw his wife, who was giving him the most enormous of his smiles, his eyes full of tears and said welcome to life, the doctors said that you were dead but you returned to my side.
Daniel could not talk but he understood that he had lived an experience at least, had visited a Northern Lights and had a second chance.

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Flaming his wake that decorates my soul
purple blue biting every curve of his body
nothing hidden, nothing leaves the imagination
it is light that transcends my inspiration

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Interesting image, something difficult to explain haha, you have an unimaginable imagination. it is as if several cosmos were found in space.

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Hi @xpilar

Recuerdos

El resplandeciente color azul de la nube mantenía absorto a Pablo, quien la contemplaba desde la estación de vigilancia de la nave, su mente divagaba entre recuerdos del cielo de Ocarina y sus nubes color lavanda y las montañas nevadas de Anu.

En Ocarina, había recibido l mayor parte de su instrucción como piloto. Después de cuatro mil horas de vuelo, y más aun de instrucción en simuladores y actividades de aula; esos cielos se le habían hecho tan familiares, que sentía que aun podía cerrar sus ojos y verlos en su mente. Y no sólo el cielo con sus permanentes nubes y las colonias de algas aéreas que flotaban en ellas. También su paisaje terrestre, cubierto de lagos de un profundo color verde, sus blancos glaciares y sus extensos bosques color naranja. Había perdido la cuenta de las veces que había circunvolado ese planeta.

Mientras que de Anu su mundo natal, recordaba a su madre y él viviendo juntos en las montañas, ambos se habían encargado del rebaño y las tierras de pastoreo de su padre, tras la muerte de éste. Anu era uno de los mundos menos civilizados de las colonias, cuando se inició su población, por iniciativa de una organización fundamentalista ambiental, se otorgaron tierras a individuos comprometidos con el movimiento ecologista.

Su padre una especie de hippy de la era de Perseo, estuvo totalmente de acuerdo con esto. Él y su madre emprendieron una vida como pastores de ovejas, en un valle en medio de los montes Apolo y Vesta, en un terreno otorgado en concesión, que en otros tiempos podría haber sido un pequeño país. Unos treinta robots de pastoreo y quince drones aéreos de monitoreo de los rebaños eran su única mano de obra, en todo ese extenso territorio, para ocuparse de, dependiendo de la temporada, hasta unas noventa mil ovejas.

Su madre, era la mujer más dura y perseverante en sus metas, que él jamás haya conocido. Cuando su padre sufrió el accidente que le constó la vida, ella se propuso continuar sola y hacerse cargo de toda la operación, debió aprender a operar y mantener a los robots, a transar con los proveedores y clientes. Pero lo que nunca pudo entender fue como operar los drones, nunca pudo aprender a controlarlos, sus instrucciones siempre terminaban en un pequeño desastre aéreo.

De ahí vino el gusto de Pablo por el vuelo. Para el momento de la muerte de su padre, tenía diez años y ya estaba en la academia, tomando clases para continuar en la tarea de pastoreo, sí bien aun no había recibido el entrenamiento adecuado, con mucha paciencia y perseverancia, quizá aprendida de mi madre, logró controlar los trece drones que sobrevivieron a los intentos de ella, y poco a poco se hizo un experto operándolos. Quizá fue una decepción para su madre cuando le dijo que quería seguir una carrera como piloto y no como pastor.

Su madre no se opuso, sólo se quejo porque tendría que encargarse ella sola o contratar a alguien que la ayudará, pero le brindó todo su apoyo en aquella decisión. Al igual que cuando aconteció su accidente en uno de los primeros entrenamientos.

Estaba volando una pequeña nave de junto a su tutor aun en la academia de Anu, el artefacto un poco rudimentario, como casi todo en Anu, sufrió una falla durante el vuelo y cayó en perdida, él y el instructor debieron eyectarse, pero durante la eyección, su cinturón, que al parecer había estado ajustado incorrectamente, se atoró con algo y prácticamente cerceno la mitad inferior de su cuerpo.

Estuvo casi durante un año internado en un hospital de Ocarina; el planeta habitado más cercano a Anu, donde su lesión fue reparada. Debió recibir extremidades robóticas y el remplazo de su columna vertebral y parte de sus órganos vitales. Durante todo ese tiempo su madre ocupó una silla al lado de su cama, había dejado la granja sola, a cargo de los robots y de la asociación de granjeros.

Después de eso ambos decidieron quedarse en Ocarina, él para continuar su formación en la academia de ese planeta, hasta lograr ser piloto y ella, sólo para acompañarlo en su resolución, las tierras de pastoreo, a cuarenta años de aquello, siguen siendo administradas por la asociación de granjeros, que se encarga de transferir las regalías a su madre.

Mientras él, hoy pilotea una nave de control ambiental, más allá de los cielos de Ocarina, en el límite con el espacio, contemplando en su visor las nubes lavanda de Ocarina y sobre su cabeza la densa nube de gas azul que rodea el sistema y que lo separa de la estrella vecina y Anu, su mundo de origen.

Memories

The bright blue color of the cloud kept Paul absorbed, contemplating it from the ship's watch station, his mind wandering between memories of the sky of Ocarina and its lavender-colored clouds and the snowy mountains of Anu.

At Ocarina, he had received most of his training as a pilot. After four thousand hours of flight, and even more of instruction in simulators and classroom activities; those skies had become so familiar to him that he felt that he could still close his eyes and see them in his mind. And not just the sky with its permanent clouds and the colonies of aerial algae that floated on them. Also its land landscape, covered with deep green lakes, its white glaciers and its extensive orange forests. It had lost count of how many times it had circled that planet.

While Anu, his native world, remembered his mother and him living together in the mountains, both had taken care of his father's flock and grazing lands after his father's death. Anu was one of the least civilized worlds of the colonies, when its population was initiated by an environmental fundamentalist organization, land was granted to individuals committed to the environmental movement.

His father, a sort of hippy from the Perseus era, was in complete agreement with this. He and his mother embarked on a life as sheepherders, in a valley in the middle of the Apolo and Vesta mountains, on land granted in concession, which once could have been a small country. About thirty grazing robots and fifteen aerial drones to monitor the flocks were his only manpower, in all that extensive territory, to take care of, depending on the season, up to about ninety thousand sheep.

His mother was the hardest and most persevering woman in her goals that he has ever known. When her father suffered the accident that took her life, she proposed to continue alone and take charge of the whole operation, she had to learn to operate and maintain the robots, to deal with suppliers and customers. But what he could never understand was how to operate the drones, he could never learn to control them, his instructions always ended in a small air disaster.

That's where Pablo's taste for flying came from. At the time of his father's death, he was ten years old and already in the academy, taking classes to continue in the task of shepherding, although he had not yet received adequate training, with much patience and perseverance, perhaps learned from my mother, managed to control the thirteen drones that survived her attempts, and gradually became an expert operating them. Perhaps it was a disappointment to her mother when she told her that she wanted to pursue a career as a pilot and not as a pastor.

His mother did not object, she only complained because she would have to take care of herself or hire someone who would help her, but she gave him all her support in that decision. Just like when her accident happened in one of the first training sessions.

He was flying a small ship next to his tutor even in the academy of Anu, the artifact a little rudimentary, as almost everything in Anu, suffered a failure during the flight and fell into stall, he and the instructor had to eject, but during the ejection, his belt, which apparently had been incorrectly adjusted, got stuck with something and practically severed the lower half of his body.

He spent almost a year in a hospital in Ocarina, the closest inhabited planet to Anu, where his injury was repaired. He must have received robotic limbs and the replacement of his spine and part of his vital organs. During all this time his mother occupied a chair next to his bed, had left the farm alone, in charge of the robots and the farmers association.

After that both decided to stay in Ocarina, he to continue his training in the academy of that planet, until he became a pilot and she, only to accompany him in his resolution, the grazing lands, forty years from that, are still managed by the farmers association, which is responsible for transferring the royalties to his mother.

While he, today, pilots an environmental control ship, beyond the skies of Ocarina, in the limit with the space, contemplating in his viewer the lavender clouds of Ocarina and on his head the dense cloud of blue gas that surrounds the system and that separates him from the neighboring star and Anu, his world of origin.

Thank you @xpilar, I hope the story was to your liking.

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Thanks for your great story @amart29

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Hola xpilar, interesante, ficticia o real la historia siempre deja un aprendizaje y sobre todo cuando el relato esta ilustrado con tan espectacular fotografía, la que permite volar la imaginación. No es para menos, el hecho de que Pablo hubiese circunvolado los cielos de Ocarina y por ende este planeta.Los recuerdos de su niñez junto a su padre, que había muerto, lo ensimismaron, y no solo eso sino la gran responsabilidad que en su mente quedó archivada desde ese momento trágico, todo eso influyó cuando dichos recuerdos archivados en el inconsciente afloraron (se conecto con tiempos pasados) y no es de extrañar lo que posteriormente vuelve a ocurrir(años mas tarde) cuando junto con su tutor, en el aparato en que sobrevolaba tiene una falla, y sufre un aparatoso accidente, momento en que requiere de un año de hospitalización...Los pensamientos son energías que debemos aprender a canalizar para que los efectos sean positivos, y nada mas sabio que cuando los conectamos con la energía suprema, no permitiendo así que la tristeza nublen nuestras emociones.

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Scientists have developed a tool in the form of air pollution filters. Through this tool in the form of carbon sheets formed in a spiral and placed at an altitude of 10,000 feet, it will absorb pollutants from nature. The source of pollutants that are smoked is that which comes from factory fumes and vehicles that get worse. . this is one of the hardest efforts of scientists with support from the government to overcome pollution on earth. A striving for scientists who will also support efforts in order to reduce the speed of global warming.
With this tool the smoke will be sucked up and re-processed and then released into the air clean. this is very beneficial for human life because carbon dioxide is decomposed into oxygen. thus will, help
reducing the temperature rise on earth. as this serious effort will save the earth from air pollution in the 25th century. if efforts are not made to give air, the earth will rise in temperature drastically and more levels of acid rain will damage human life widely. This tool also helps humans as anticipation due to the increasingly narrow forest on earth. because we know that forest destruction and various human behaviors make oxygen less. Moreover, now the existence of the forest has diminished. In fact, everyone knows that forests have a large role in absorbing carbon dioxide and providing oxygen.
as a scientific and applied responsibility, scientists develop super-modern technology to deal with pollution and global warming.
And the result is a tool that can filter air pollution and cleanse the atmosphere of various pollutants. Thank you @xpilar
.Warm regard from Indonesia

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Hello @xpilar
This is really beautiful digital art my friend.
it looks like light paintings in open sky.
The stars makes this digital art amazing.
Really beautiful art work my friend.

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I miss you so much. I want to meet you and talk to you. anyone who knows you will surely like you. Because you always help many people. you never looked at where that person came from. anyone you will help if someone wants to try. you to me are very extraordinary people. I hope you are always given health by God. and hope your days are always beautiful.

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