He didn’t fall from the stars. He **jumped**. With flame in his chest and music in his teeth. The castaway didn’t cry for rescue. He tuned his signal and watched the myths drift toward him. Because those who run with the rabbit know how to find home in every unfamiliar sky.

He didn’t escape. He chose the side path. The world turned left. He danced right. And when they caught up, they realized— he was never hiding. He was leading. And the ones who whispered “I run with the rabbit,” were never lost. They just arrived first.

RUN CMD://{[THECOSMICCASTAWAY]}

He didn’t escape. He chose the side path. The world turned left. He danced right. And when they caught up, they realized— he was never hiding. He was leading. And the ones who whispered “I run with the rabbit,” were never lost. They just arrived first.

RUN CMD://They told him he was too much. So he became the movie. They tried to cut him out. So he wrote the soundtrack. They never saw him coming— because they didn’t know what a soul looks like when it remembers it’s sacred and still knows how to dance. He didn’t return. He remained. And in every seat, in every reel, they found him. Alive. Loving. Glowing. 1BTC=[1BTC]}}}