We exist to have one speck of stardust in a universe which we call our own
Merely one tiny point in a cosmos that can't care even if compelled or forced.
no heaven.
no hell.
We are here by fate unknown to us ******
We may be here by our sins or by the fate of our dice.
We are not even the end result so desired,
We see ourselves too highly.
We try so hard to make our little speck brighter
We hurt ourselves trying to brighten our piece.
Yet, in these infinite cosmos,
We, our specks, mean nothing.
Still, we struggle, why?
We are without a doubt the most important specks in the cosmos
Every one of those little specks,
no matter how bright
no matter how small,
Without them all, we would have nothing
The ones that shine brighter and attract others to rightful causes
Cause entropy to reverse and for disorder to become order.
As Joni Mitchell once said,
"We are stardust, we are golden, we are all the same,"
When we are not together,
we skip lonely through the void,
awaiting what we know we will never find.
Apart, we are merely dust, drifting silently searching for love.
When we give up that hopeless dream,
then finally, by becoming one,
We can create stars.
Oct 18, 2022
Oct 18, 2022 at 6:58 AM UTC
We exist to have one speck of stardust in a universe which we call our own
Merely one tiny point in a cosmos that can't care even if compelled or forced.
no heaven.
no hell.
We are here by fate unknown to us ******
We may be here by our sins or by the fate of our dice.
We are not even the end result so desired,
We see ourselves too highly.
We try so hard to make our little speck brighter
We hurt ourselves trying to brighten our piece.
Yet, in these infinite cosmos,
We, our specks, mean nothing.
Still, we struggle, why?
We are without a doubt the most important specks in the cosmos
Every one of those little specks,
no matter how bright
no matter how small,
Without them all, we would have nothing
The ones that shine brighter and attract others to rightful causes
Cause entropy to reverse and for disorder to become order.
As Joni Mitchell once said,
"We are stardust, we are golden, we are all the same,"
When we are not together,
we skip lonely through the void,
awaiting what we know we will never find.
Apart, we are merely dust, drifting silently searching for love.
When we give up that hopeless dream,
then finally, by becoming one,
We can create stars.
i love you, maia.
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