
Our English paper was on Tuesday,
and My essay was on
"Our world in 20 years"
My first outlook on it was,
if there was even going to be a
world by then.
And that inspired me to take this picture.
Our Sun, our only source of
natural light,
will burn out one day.
IT WILL HAPPEN,
and by then, they task to
reignite it will be impossible.
How do you reignite the sun?
Its like pouring rain drops back into a cloud.
One day, our world will die.
But that's in a very DISTANT future.
Physics has proven it!
& when I was on the plane flying to
Sydney,
I saw the most beautiful thing in my life.
It was 6am,
the sun was rising.
As I look out the window
I see a rainbow colored horizon.
Using the same theory as a prism,
the light appeared as 7 colors.
And soon, you could see this BRIGHT light.
And before you can open your mouth to
gasp,
the sun rises and glares brightly
filing the plane with a bright light.
you cant even look out the window.
Looking at a sunrise/sunset from the ground is already
remarkable, can you imagine
from a plane?

and My essay was on
"Our world in 20 years"
My first outlook on it was,
if there was even going to be a
world by then.
And that inspired me to take this picture.
Our Sun, our only source of
natural light,
will burn out one day.
IT WILL HAPPEN,
and by then, they task to
reignite it will be impossible.
How do you reignite the sun?
Its like pouring rain drops back into a cloud.
One day, our world will die.
But that's in a very DISTANT future.
Physics has proven it!
& when I was on the plane flying to
Sydney,
I saw the most beautiful thing in my life.
It was 6am,
the sun was rising.
As I look out the window
I see a rainbow colored horizon.
Using the same theory as a prism,
the light appeared as 7 colors.
And soon, you could see this BRIGHT light.
And before you can open your mouth to
gasp,
the sun rises and glares brightly
filing the plane with a bright light.
you cant even look out the window.
Looking at a sunrise/sunset from the ground is already
remarkable, can you imagine
from a plane?
The irony of how, snowflakes(little things on the window) don't melt
in the presence of sunlight
That's how beautiful our world is.
It'll be a shame to leave it.
=(
xoxo,
Laraine.