Husks & Bodies

It was the prophet of nihilism, Friedrich Nietzsche, who famously asserted that "God is dead, and we have killed Him." In the twentieth century and, so far in the twenty-first century, human beings have become quite comfortably acquainted with this notion. Yet "nature abhors a vacuum," as Aristotle (likely) asserted. With the power and the dominion of God and the cosmos transferred to the mortal plane of humanity, all things must therefore have explanation or working theorems. When humanity encounters something-or somethings; entities, incomparably more sophisticated and complex; colossally beyond comprehension? Such ideas are often deemed "Lovecraftian." Notions of such uncomfortable truths, namely the exquisite frailty of mortal human beings, are shuffled away as niche literary subgenres, occultic, or downright religious. This little ditty is one such instance, of a particular mortal who found what that she was studying through her telescope was incomparably ...beyond her.