how the earth was made
thursday july 17 12:40 AM
At first, Earth was nothing but leftovers.
A mass of swirling gas and dust particles left behind from the creation of the glorious, resplendent Sun. The scraps, bits and pieces that eventually bumped into each other enough to make slightly bigger boulders- which taught them one thing, and one thing alone:
Your pain makes you larger.
So they bumped into each other more, until they became these things called “planetesimals”, and then- only then- was their force of gravity strong enough to attract others. Others like them.
Little broken off chunks of greatness that had to grow big enough to matter by beating themselves together, every pair of rocks knocking together and forming some grotesque imitation of the big, beautiful star they were supposed to be.
And see, once this specific cluster of planetesimals had knocked and bumped and hit and smashed itself into something worth its place in the galaxy, it didn’t want to be the Sun anymore. Not after all it had been through. Not after it had at last found something like itself- something worth bumping into one last time to create something beautiful.
The Sun didn’t know what it was like to survive from constant change, from crafting your existence through hurting yourself over and over and over.
The Sun would stay the same ball of gas forever.
But the Earth? It knocked, and came together-
And then it melted, so that it could freeze over, then grew and flourished and became a home. The Earth wasn’t afraid of destruction.
Not when there was something worth crumbling for. Something like you.
