Following on from the previous post, and Brian Eno’s musical longing for ‘Another Green World’,more extraterrestrial dreaming on my part.
It shouldn’t surprise that none of the objects are those of the title.
Nor is it the image of a planetarium.
It’s a skylight in Central Auckland’s Britomart Station, above me as I sat waiting on a bench for the next train home.
Late Friday afternoon, wearied, my mind wandering to a galaxy far, far away from work, but you don’t have to be freaking rocket scientist to work that out…
Ebb Then Flood 