InTheStarryNightSky

I has been... a long time. I feel like I don't know my way around here. Like I walked into an old dusty house and everything has been moved. Moved in, with sheets covering all of the old furniture or moved out with only the dust mites to keep me company.

To those little critters prowling around this place, thank you for keeping me in your thoughts.

This is a place I have known, and so I will try to make it habitable again.

To than end, hello. How have you been?

I am not known very well for remembering to ritually check certain things, but I must ask, just how did I end up getting over 11,000 pageviews?

I suppose it's just a little mind boggling to think that so many people have looked at my page and saw my poems. Anyways good news for the recent goers because I am almost done with finals, and therefore that means more time to write! And breathe, can't forget the wonderful ability of breathing.

I hope you all had a good semester and/or fall season. Good luck to everyone who needs a bit of luck and everyone who doesn't but wants it anyways.

Been awhile. But hopefully I am back and will be a little more active on here. My want for writing kind of went down during these past few months. But I have rekindled that flame and will hopefully be up and at writing more poetry and little stories soon.

Hello there. I recently realized that my journal is about 4 months out of date so I'd replace it with a new one.

Not too sure of what to write. So I guess I just say hello to you all.

Things have been a roller coaster of busy and sleep lately, but it's been very good. I got to see Rise of the Guardians, has anyone else seen it? Did you like it?
In my opinion it was definitely worth seeing and will be worth seeing again.

Well my most recent poem has decided to drop a few questions onto my mind so I suppose I'll ask them here. What's your favorite flavors? What do you like tasting on your tongue? And to those of you who have read my last poem and know what I am talking about, what do you think words taste like?

I'm working on a new piece as well, and because of this I want to ask you, what do you think of Time? Be as descriptive or as short as you like. I welcome all answers.

I think that's all I really had to say, so goodbye for now.

Hey there. How are you all doing? Are things going good where you are? Are you getting enough sleep? Having good dreams?

I just wanted to share with you guys a few things I recently found that I think are really amazing. I tend to refer in my poems to the fact that we are made of 'star stuff' and this just illustrates how I feel about that fact.



We are Literally Made from Stars
by Gerald Grow


I was moved by an editorial about how the Hubble telescope is showing us the immensity of the universe. With our sun one among 50 billion stars in our galaxy, among more than 50 billion galaxies, it is easy to think of ourselves as lost on a speck in space.

Indeed, one common outcome of modern education is the widespread feeling that we humans are forever separated from the rest of the universe by unimaginable distances, and that the forces operating in the universe are utterly alien to us.

Spiritual traditions give us ways of feeling connected with the universe. I want to remind you of another, scientific, way of feeling connected to the stars.

The same science that reveals to us the vastness of the universe also tells us another story: Astronomers explain that all the elements heavier than hydrogen originated inside stars. The carbon in the ink on a page, and the silicon in glass and microchips, were created in the heart of a star, long ago, as that star shined by fusing hydrogen. The iron that carries the oxygen in your blood as you read this, was created when a star, in its dying phase, exploded.

You and I are not merely separated from the galaxies by unimaginable immensities of space; we are also connected to them by unimaginable immensities of time. We are literally made from stars. We are their descendants. The only difference between us and stars is time.

I don't know how this way of looking at things strikes you, but it raises in me an absurdly wonderful sense of celebration, and I look at the night sky not with a sense of hopeless separateness, but with a feeling of kinship: There shine the origins of every element in our bodies. Because stars exist, I exist. The processes that created those billions of unimaginably distant galaxies also created us.

We human beings are not separate from the universe. Those galaxies are not merely distant--they are distant cousins.

With this in mind, I urge you not to miss the nightly wintertime rising of Orion in the Southeastern sky, followed by the star, Sirius, flashing red, blue, and golden light. Or the summer rising of Scorpio across the Southern sky, with red Antares burning at its heart.

That is a kinship worth celebrating.