Good evening, it’s your favourite cloud!
Can you see me? I am here, floating in that tiny corner inside your room. I am small, but present.
You know, sometimes I wonder how this all started. How it all came to be, that I am immaterial and you are there, in all your glory? Who’s really detached? Is it me, just made up of some rather strange thoughts? Or is it you, stopping for a moment to search for me?
Well, you certainly know Papa Shanghai. Usually writing here, but never really revealing. Well, let me tell you something. I have seen Papa hanging out and I have realised, he is just like me! A little detached, but interested. A little bit physical, a bit abnormal. We are figures, roaming space and time, watching you and everyone else. Being concerned with ourselves but always reflecting on our on position in the hot wok of humankind.
So this week, I was given the chance to be here. Isn’t it wonderful? Quite powerful, actually. For me, not for you. Although, have you ever heard from the mind of a cloud?
So I want to ask you some questions. And don’t worry, I will hear the answers. I am not a human, I am a cloud. I’ll be there!
Have you ever felt, despite being in a cloud-constellation, such as a big group of people, completely detached? Have you ever considered yourself an entity radically different from everyone else despite being anatomically identical? Have you ever felt the ease of detaching from society? Have you ever felt weightless despite suffering from gravitation? Was it you that made you weightless or was it someone‘s doing?
Do you want to be weightless?
It was a pleasure meeting you. But I have to go and bother someone else now. Float on!