Celestial bodies push and pull their spans within proximities irrespective of each other, coursing interminable paths to become lost in the impact of their impressions. I wonder for how long their cosmic traces last before diffusing into oblivion. These invisible forces oscillate between dimensions of existence to meet but never actually touch, in a dimmed romance of orbital paths that illuminates the fault in our stars and the impermanence of light that defines the momentary lapses of our boundless continuum. The immensity of this perpetual motion expands and contracts in astrological asynchrony –– a kind of chaos whose elegance can only exist in the infinity and silence of deep space.
Posted on: Sat, 06 Jul 2013 02:56:43 +0000
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