Like a flickering candle in the solar wind of a dying star the terms are created.
However, caught in the ice of time the candle appears steady, radiating peacefully the false hope of eternal abundance.
A flame is frozen peacefully from the storm by the coolness of a universe ticking slowly from one consequence to another.
Billions of lives shoot up in this fire, self-important and noisy, achieving and striving but eating itself in absence. Continue reading “Self-Aware Stardust Programmed To Aspire but Not Finish”
Shawn's notebook
