My home force.

I'm gravitated upon a conception, which is the world I base from.
Trapped and confined within an atmosphere, I explore my nature.
This place I call home, within the distant sky often I find alien
entities, opposing forces. Such pest, ticking like commercials,
pitching their irrelevant product. Leaking faint persuasion,
upon myself is beyond a transparent attempt of abduction, such
lacking of ever happening.. Annoying particles, upon you from me is
no payment of attention. Firmly I remain grounded, focal about
what's upon this surface, than what intrudes the air. Remaining
natural "down to earth". - AtR