Vol. 13 | Issue 1
When The Night Dust Settles By: Simran Orion A fact you may or may not know: humans are celestial. Through the marrows of our bones, through the water fearing layers of our cells, through the electrical signals jumping from Ranvier’s nodes - we are the remains of tremendous supernovian explosions in the sky. Stardust. And we are not alone in this phenomenon. A star dies and the contents of its soul disperse across the galaxy. Sparks of carbon cascade into the soil that builds mountains, and into the leaves that release oxygen. Fallen bits from the brightest light shows in the universe vitalize the ocean, the rain, the dew on early spring mornings. Time quickens and humans play with numbers, words. Transitive property states that A=B=C. A girl lays on a lawn and considers the strings that tie Man’s laws to the universe. Transitive. If humans are made up of stardust and stardust luminates the oceans, we... are that life vitalizing substance that envirgorates the globe.
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