If I could trace it all back to one single place, it would be here. To me, this was a brand new color, at which lies the heart of my self-vision and creative inspiration. Transfixed with a vision, I rushed towards it:
Bipolaron is the first contact. The voice calling out. A concept given life. The vastness in a moment.
Halley's Comet is the racing thoughts. The disbelief. The divinity rejected as hallucination. The known world suddenly small and cramped.
Newtonian Flaw is an explosive, electric dance. Confidence. Certainty. Newfound power.
Event Horizon is the jump. Surrendering to possibility. A celestial body split open by the force of something stronger: time and circumstance. A disposition disarmed, disintegrated to dust.
Interceptor is a hug that shouldn't have to end. The "I'm sorry", "I forgive you", "Welcome home".
This is my stardust. I follow the comet with a cosmic, oceanic radiance in my soul. It visits so rarely, so rarely you may only ever see it just once, but one sight is all it takes to transform you. I knew no color until I knew
cyan. I knew nothing until I knew
love.
In someone's dim, uncertain sky, I hope to glow the very same.
I hope what I saw, is seen.
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Writer's note: There is a nagging asshole in my head telling me to delete all this flowery frilly stuff but I've ignored it because I live for earnest and genuine expressions of love. Stuff like "I need this in my life and I can't live without it."
What I mean is I need this in my life and I can't live without it.
Ladder to heaven. Dream in the waking world. Gender blueprint. Comfort and curiosity at once. Source of immense adoration and desire. A world. A galaxy. And every other word I explore the heavens for.
Favs: Infinite Proxy, Bipolaron, Newtonian Flaw, Halley's Comet, The Orionids, Exosphere, Event Horizon, MSSM, Bipolariton, Right Osiris, Interceptor
