my attempt.

these are my attempts at poetic descriptions/profound thoughts.
i really don't think they're all that poetic or profound, but i'm planning on keeping writing. the idea is i'll get better or something...

let me know what you think!

from above, Earth is nothing more than geometric shapes.

great distances fade into nothingness

streets work as grid lines; the buildings plot the points. we're constructing a graph. where will it lead us?

we follow a set course without knowledge of its endpoint

is the saying always question authority or never? i guess it depends on who you ask.

we hunger for control of things we cannot yet reach.

painting we words with vibrant colors, i want them seen from far away.

it doesn't seem fair; the hero always wins. trust me, i've seen it on TV.

everything looks different from above; quite different; unrecognizable to an untrained eye. perspective is more powerful than it would seem.

i used to be afraid of the dark. i now see it as only the absence of light.

These monuments are nothing more than marble and cement, but our ideals are secured inside. Our hope, our freedom, our patriotism: they stain every brick. One look can evoke a whole flood of emotion.

driving down a deserted road, bypasses by the highway long ago. A ghost town now, the Bates Hotel, guarded my a flock of birds.

The sensation of falling; we plunge into the water; chaos breaks, our air supply slowly diminishing; engulfed by our own mortality.

i have more, but i'm out of time.
i'll post more later.