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I wonder if the moon feels like we take it for granted. Maybe we are the ones responsible for the waxing and the waning of the moon. We must learn of our responsibility. It is the same for people It is a constant cycle of convincing ourselves we are something people want to see-- luminous like the orb that lights the night. And then convincing ourselves we are only a crescent of a person-- not worth the space allotted to us. Just like the moon. It is not nature that controls its cycle. We are born from the moon. It is more human than we are comfortable admitting. Waning is genetic and there is no cure.
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May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 1:12 PM UTC
We are children of the night
I wonder if the moon feels like we take it for granted. Maybe we are the ones responsible for the waxing and the waning of the moon. We must learn of our responsibility. It is the same for people It is a constant cycle of convincing ourselves we are something people want to see-- luminous like the orb that lights the night. And then convincing ourselves we are only a crescent of a person-- not worth the space allotted to us. Just like the moon. It is not nature that controls its cycle. We are born from the moon. It is more human than we are comfortable admitting. Waning is genetic and there is no cure.
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May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 1:12 PM UTC
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