IdeologyInk: Where Words Paint Worlds

My dear  Universe , the first time I knew you was when you were mentioned on the pages of science books 📚. Back then, I was too young to fathom who you were, what you were, or how you existed! I was conventionally programmed in my mind that you were some place in the sky 🌌, and that you contained many planets 🌍, stars ✨, and galaxies , and my Earth was one of them. Period! That's it? Naah, I wasn't fascinated at all. Why would I be? I had no business with you. You were in the sky and I was down here.  For me, you were just an intangible, abstract place in the space that I barely cared to stare at night. 🌌 Often, I would smile at falling stars 🌠, wander my eyes across your wholesome blackness, and seldom would I force myself to locate the farthest planet . 🌍 But on most occasions, you lulled me to sleep. 😴 Poor me! However, some part of you always touched me tenderly, but I was only young enough to feel you, and not to know you. 🌟  So, what's the damn connecti...