"Do you ever pause to consider (contemplate) that on your gloomiest of days, that:
stars can die, brilliant supernovas exploding in their wake,
the clouds can drift, floating, puffy white realms dominating the horizon,
galaxies and nebulae are in chaos, birthing stars out of clouds of gas and dust to provide illumination anew,
and the world keeps spinning, revolving, orbiting around the colossal ball of molten gas, the blazing star of the Sun?
Even if you die today, the world will keep in its orbit, stars will breathe their first and last, people will still laugh and cry and the Sun will continue with its rise and set every day?
Remember, you're only one person in this vast universe.
The world does not revolve around you, contrary to what you may b e l i e v e.
And oh, in the grand scheme of things, this is why you have to make your mark on history, a legacy that will be echoed onto the fate of the world and perhaps beyond your time unto the ages.
Go out, venture forth into this world and do your best---you may be infinitesimal, but your actions can cause ripples unto the universe, perhaps changing the fate of another.
What a fantastically strange thought.
Yet how amazing, like the concept of infinity, too cosmically grand, far too seismically strange for our small minds to grasp."
Go on. I know that in time, you--yes, you, my beloved, dearest reader---will leave a legacy far grander than mine in your wake, following your footsteps, one small step at a time.
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a litany of ruminations
Poetry{poetry collection} s c a t t e r e d dreams and drifting thoughts, oh, not everything is what it seems... (not necessarily from my own thoughts)
