sun, come a lil closer...please!

very torturous cold in this city. I fantacize about white and pastel coloured sheets of summers and falling asleep watching those three wings of fan that disappear in speed. I have always wondered where do these wings go when moving.....then one day papa told me that anything that moves very fast, gets invisible....he said that, thats why we dont see souls that are all around...and we can see through them as they vibrate very fast...just like i see the maze of wires above the ceiling fan when its moving....oh no! i know ill crib in bad summers...but im sure i hate bad winters more....i dont have the mass to keep myself warm ...the other two of MLT or MPT doesnt help keep my charge, temperature, intensity and funk the damn angle in place....its so twisted in this cruel weather.