>>1203709Part five: To Pierce the Heavens
>telescope-day arrives>we go to the mountaintop where the telescopes are>still day, so no stars visible (apart from the sun ayy)>but when the sun set, man...>when it was our turn to use the telescope, we took pictures of the crab nebula>me and my two friends go outside afterwards and lie down>it's pitch black, took at least ten minutes for my eyes to get used to it>just the stars (and this was in the top five places to see the stars from on the planet IIRC, by the way)>a shooting star every 30 seconds, not even kidding or exaggerating>about three of them cut the sky in half>my mind plays Guitar Sound in the background, quietly>there is no feeling like watching the stars on a mountaintop next to a huge telescope, shooting stars besieging the sky, your friends next to you, thinking and talking for hours>I think about the girl I mentioned earlier, all I could think of was that if we were different people, in a different life, we'd be together, but right now there's something that told both of us that it wouldn't work, as if that window had passed before we had met>I wish her the best>I realize that I won't meet almost any of these people again, ever, high school is going to end soon>my picture of heaven shifts to this view>I don't know if there's a god, but this is the place where he'd live if he exists>looking back, I feel as if nothing on the island ever happened>one day, people won't remember it at all, so in a sense, it won't have happened at all>things like this make me wonder of all the things that have changed lives and maybe even history, and you'll never hear about them; memories lost in layers of time because people couldn't really express them and were afraid they'd sound lame or wouldn't be understoodI felt a feel back then. It wasn't overwhelming or anything, but it was there.
[5/5]
