The universe has no center. The universe has no edge.
We are not allowed to imagine a place where it advances else give up the well-worn to trembling antcipation; forbidden that aim & what it understands, yet still to fancy it alive, to have an age, behold its increase, cherish its conception: to press upon those blind to the night sky, the beauty of so many stars—a troubled beauty, itself without eyes because of the sapient light of so many cities.
Hopeful, the beauty we behold in you, our Sister—this awkward path of stardust having stumbled upon, what seems to us, a satisfaction of love.
There is, in everyone alive, the wherewithal to collaborate with stars.
Adelpha bredowii
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