Early this morning, while soaking in
my hut tub, I witnessed as a meteor stabbed a brilliant blade of white deep
into our starry sky.
Consider: the chunk of debris that I
saw as a shooting star was born of violence and then hurled through empty space,
without meaningful contact, for untold years, only to perish in a brief and
nameless flash upon reaching our vital atmosphere.
Consider: some people are an equivalent.
-- Mitchell
Hegman
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