Listen now (5 min) | We are stardust, we are a billion particles of broken suns, we are the trails of light long since scattered into nothingness, we are the everything that comes when one thing holds onto another, then another. We are the cosmos made flesh, the black holes, the supernova, we are anti-matter, we are gravity pulling until constellations take to their feet and walk forward into the darkness. We are the song sent out by radiation, by invisible beams of invisible energy, we are the humming of what we swore was emptiness, the melody of everything hiding in plain sight. We are the movement of the Earth, the spinning we forget to claim, we are the blame placed on the heavens we think rotate above us, we the still center we swear never shifts. We are the ticking of invented clocks, the manifestation of time, the creation of a word to make sense of how this skin loosens, how this hair grows long, these eyes become tired. We are the terror at returning to that nothing we forget, at the end, is something after all. We are the space between first breath and last, we are the shaking hands and voice before it becomes one, all that’s never said just as we discover sound.
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