I looked up and saw the meteors in my daddies eyes fiery dreams that had been held up by a wish and a prayer I saw his disappointment that the show ended too soon but perhaps one day there'll be a time for us to shoot the moon
she pins stars to the ceiling of my dreams ☉ and makes milkshakes of meteor dust and moonshine ☉ in my day, she sleeps swaddled in a billowing blue counterpane of boundless reflection ☉ in my night, she dances a path to eternity ☉ leaving me breathless and in awe of her spiralling splendour
‘That is where my dearest and brightest dreams have ranged — to hear for the duration of a heartbeat the universe and the totality of life in its mysterious, innate harmony.’ - Hermann Hesse, Gertrude
Hit me with that difference between nodes and cores and processors, between being me and being sure. Tell me again how to calculate it, I missed the first time, don’t shout--
remind me the difference between comets and asteroids and meteors, and how computers and space are not the same because to me it’s all voids-- the Perseids could be anything as long as I get to watch something else burn as it falls.
If the galaxy came down in a tempest And all the stars fell in the rain I’d bottle up a supernova And send it off your way. Every morning during breakfast I’d drink the Milky Way And if ever the galaxy falls anew We can barricade the storm drains.
When we talk about meteor shower There are so many perspectives to look unto But there is one perspective that I really like And that is showing its brilliance In a very short time Yet it lingers to our hearts Jumping our souls up Deeply appreciating how beautiful night is
Be that kind of meteor shower in other people's lives Give a tiny spark in their lives In anyway you want And I assure you That person, Will appreciate how beautiful life is
Just a quick realization while watching meteor shower
Baby, we're a meteor and we killed the dinosaurs. We scorched the Earth and turned all that was into ash. Time has passed, and not much has changed. To this day, I find myself studying the fossils and wandering what could have been if we had landed smoothly.
I soar like a meteor directly into your heart but the closer I get, the more I begin to crumble and lose myself to you. Smaller and smaller until I'm but a pebble barely making a noise upon your window.