Dear Friend,

I suggest a different approach, if you care to listen; if you care to pay attention for a while. Let's say, theoretically, you are stuck somewhere in-between a mountain and a valley.
The space you're standing in, it's going to collapse at any moment. Better yet, it will explode. Not just maybe, but will.
You brace yourself for the coming disaster, because you know too well how this story ends. You'll go flying up the mountain, crumble down the valley, and somehow you'll wiggle your way into that tiny island jammed right in the middle. But, it's nowhere; it's nothing.
You're treading in air, you're flapping wings through mud, and always, always... stuck.
Perhaps up or down are not the directions to look. For once, look straight ahead. Funny though, how you know it's right in front of you; all around you. With one glance, in an instant you will lunge into a sea and float where the sky meets the water. The sky will be dark, but it stretches to no end, lit with mysteries.
You will have a sudden urge to swim into the sea, venturing deeper and deeper. It will be dark, but you will know there are treasures at the bottom, and as you go, somehow, it gets easier to breathe. As soon as you find the end, you skyrocket out of the water, into the unknown unending space that meets the sea.
Forever and ever, you'll straddle comets, glide through stars, and always, always...
fly.