once in a blue moon... or even less than that

[betterwhennever]

for a handful of minutes the moon didn't seem like more than a balloon hovering over a car dealership, it reminded me of the expansive sky out near decatur, i didn't feel insignificant but i felt there was so much more to existence than life, particularly mine, but the other night i didn't feel the existence of anything outside of myself mattered, that something looked upon through out the generations and held with mystique and praise was nothing more than a big chunk that had nowhere to go but in circles, what brought me to that top level of the parking lot that evening? or better yet will anything bring me there again?

sometime i think that the primary reason i interact is to gain more concept of myself, thing is i don't disbelieve such, i have IT but how do i use IT to my advantage?