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My Psychological Landscape: A Speculative Ecology of the Stratosphere

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  Image to be added - watch this space My Psychological Landscape: A Speculative Ecology of the Stratosphere Introduction  What is Terrestrial Control? What is Stratospheric Flow? Image to be added - watch this space The transition from the terrestrial to the atmospheric is rarely just a matter of mechanics; it is a profound undoing of the architectural ego. We board our vessels encased in the comforting math of engineering, believing we are merely shifting a physical mass from one geographical coordinate to another. But at a certain altitude, the boundary between the internal theatre of the mind and the external expanse of the world begins to fray. As the metal hull and the quiet murmurs of the cabin dissolve, I am no longer just travelling through the sky; I am becoming a part of it. Stepping directly into the stratosphere, the heavy, churning clouds of deep teals and bruised indigos cease to be merely a reflection of my psychological landscape—they reveal the fluid, boundle...
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My world that is beyond
Connected with yours
Being and sharing
Interconnected
Chaotic manifestations
Without reasons to exist


Not as a useful commodity
As an elite private space
Educated and interconnected
Unwelcoming to most
A room of unlearning behaviors
Learning how to be idle and to self-engage
To self-civilize



In our world 
When you could once have an original thought
Despite the technical limitation and cost
We banded together to will an intention
Knowing there were no spiritual differences between x and y
We knew we could exist
In proposition and virtue



Within the earth, and the heavens
Where moments can eternalize
Where the cosmos appropriates
The golden house
Celestial and practical




From the ancients
Metal, glass, and precious stone
From the traditions that altered time
Revered and technically accomplished
Shaping all internal forces
Both living and dead.


Early in twenty twenty-two.
Come look at this.
On the edge of your seat.
Four branches.
An internal sphere.
Under the domed roof.
Circular as history.



A room within a room.
A sphere within a room.
The walls and shapes are glass.
Translucent light filters through the stains of colour.
The sphere is where you spawn.
Under a domed roof.
A circle within a square.


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