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All rights reserved No part of this book may be reproduced in any manner, except for brief quotations in critical articles or reviews, without permission. Copyright @ 8-bit Stories 2017 Written, designed and produced by 8-bit Stories. The illustrations are creatively imagined from modified and remixed screenshots of Nintendo Entertainent System emulated games. The text is set on ITC Stone Humanist by Summer Stone.















A Journey Among the Stars





























...for the dreamers































PREFACE

"The Girl of Cosmos" is a collection of short poems and pixel art from unreleased drafts and personal projects and it's an artistic vehicle to express myself and therefore explore the limits of my own fantasy. The choice for a female figure was made mainly because of my fascination with ancient goddesses and mythology and in a way to emphasize on the timeless nature of femininity. There are 3 collections in this book. Roots, The Girl of Cosmos and Scattered Poems, each one containing various poems that praise nature, human spirit spirit and reference to various things from my childhood. Those, however, do not rhyme or follow















I worked on these pages with love and care and I hope that all of you love and appreciate the work I've done, even thought it comes by the hands of an outsider artist. And I want you to read it and remember one thing. It's something that helped me cope with my own difficulties and recent hardships. Our life is nothing but a spiritual journey and we must learn to breaki free from the restraints of our ego and unify with the wholeness of the Universe. We are no one, yet we are everyone. Thank you,





























Pitch-black hair, silently fluttered over a twinkly porcelain back. Sky-blue eyes, envisioned the near future and it was full of contradictions. Her whispering lips, were breathing warm winds of love across mystical waters. The cosmic embrace of hers has given warmth to the void of mortal men. The blue globe could see itself on the reflection of her skin

















She was a lonely Goddess, standing at the corner of the galaxy remembering the origins of all existence. But she cried because she knew of the cruel fate. The things she once knew were all gone by then. And she couldn't create a better destiny for her Cosmos so she embraced the dead Earth and cried above her.















She danced to the pulsing field of all consciousness that awoke everywhere, within everything, beyond past, present or future. She joyfuly mourned the eons that passed but smiled at those that would come to be.





























She created a world of illusions under the star curtain of the Cosmos. Her Creation was based on an old dream, she, even had forgotten now.















Sunflowers cheerfully smiled to humanity as roses kept company to lovers. Lillies mourned the ones departed as daffodils wished for a new life. All the singing rivers and silent lakes and all the terrifying caves, all the raging seas and pacific oceans

































































I yearn for the silence before birth.

































































































































































































































On the rings of Saturn I take a stroll with my little dog, thinking about all of my childhood memories. The days bygone are now rotting inside of me. On the rings of Saturn I stargaze and cry tears of joy. For the world is one big place but still inexplicably small for me to fit in. On the rings of Saturn I sit and ponder about life's brevity. The tides of fate are leading me astray towards the vast sea of uncertainty. On the rings of Saturn I lay down and close my eyes. Time is but an illusion and nothing's real anymore. On the rings of Saturn I'm falling asleep. I'm all isolated, yet still dreaming. And I asked my little innocent friend: "I exist. Why?"















Your frugal words dance upon a palmy shore, your twinkling presence is much like the island's south wind. Kiss me in those calm blue waters on a melancholic dusk. I want to taste the white sand stuck on your lips. Whisper that mellow tune to me while dolphins frolick together on lukewarm waves. Take me down to mottled coral reefs and unravel your inmost secrets. You are the Sea and your love is the gravity that bounds you to the Earth that I am. Venus is watching - she sings a hymn of July and we are still underwater, swimming hand by hand.



























































She sang her swan song, letting its harmonious melody drown her into her Final Heaven. The songbird inside of her yearned for its last lament. And the celestial flesh of hers has envisioned its funeral long before. The sun was not anymore - neither the sky, nor the stars. The Chaos underneath her bare feet was whispering sweetly to her. And she became one with the Catastrophe of the world. All Creation started crumbling away and











































TO ALL OF THOSE LITTLE DREAMERS You dream voyager, tossing and turning around on your churning bed, what thrilling escapade are you preparing for tonight that the moon shines all over town? Go sleep, you little pajama hero of modern age. Rest well and don't forget to travel to places unknown, where no one shall ever find you - dive into the psychedelic sea and swim to its vivid depths. What will you dream of today? Will it be a wild adventure or an ominous nightmare? What kind of underwater castles are you preparing to enter into? What cosmic whales are you ready to meet up with? Little friend, are you listening? All of the stars and galaxies are here for you to ride them on your bicycle. And this illusory world of yours is not just a dream but fantasies made real, so save a



























































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