the red balloon

I got a red balloon. it hang on a string line in my hand in the air. me alone with the balloon. nevertheless: somehow I made it to come inside the balloon & to float in higher spheres. there I met a lot of other red balloons filled with fellows who wanted to push & shoot me away in my red balloon. & I did the same way. after a while there was empty space around me & I feel now like a star sailor on the way to nowhere officially promised as the year 2008