Space
Nightmares of new universes come overnight. Reveal the cosmic mystery your life has become. Black holes inside, insidious, stripping of comfort. Nowhere in this galaxy do you Belong, struck away by a community of ten thousand vengeful asteroids.
Imagine the chill of Plasma through your aching veins, sparking inside uncharted synapses. Avert your eyes from the glare, from a god you can’t comprehend. It tells you to move
Travel past light barriers to before you were instilled with the sinful desire to know (more than you should). You want to leap over pulsars, twirl through every wormhole and rejoice in the wildness of discovery. Each light-year bent is an opportunity to grasp Fate by the hand and kiss all her shimmering contradictions in the dark between dimensions.
A neutron star explodes for you, filters into your enchanted blood like superheated saline. Somewhere, a distant nebula crackles with electricity that forms the thoughts in your brain.
The frantic movement of Space hides you, its own precious child, until you clasp the patterned weave of time and rip out a home for yourself in the stars.
