To leave is to begin, it is to invent a vessel to escape in.
Both outside and on the inside.
To try to reach, to feel the order of things.
Sometimes we leave to go nowhere.
By the exercise of freewill.
To raise oneself up when earthly nourishment is no longer enough for the thirst for desire.
One of those vessels is here. Its engine is the whole sky.
Its fuel is the deepest intuitions of the person who steered it in order to live their dreams.
To dream is to make the best possible use of the world by inventing new lands to grow up in.
Providing we stay in the air.