"... beware the shadow, for it is darker around your shine."
Sometimes, living feels like walking across the desert. Where nothing grows except parabolic metallic ears, listening to the stars with their electric eardrums. Where there's no respite and almost no shadow, and even when there's some, it brings the menace of death. In those moments, it's good to remember: you're not a victim. You're no one's prey. You're an atomic miracle, and you'll burn a hole in every prison that tries to hold you and in every gullet that tries to swallow you.
This one riffs on the same topics as "In the Land of the Lotus Eaters" but arrives at them from different perspectives. Like long-lost twins living in different cities who both end up having a dog called Larry. They even look pretty cool side by side
"... beware the shadow, for it is darker around your shine."
Sometimes, living feels like walking across the desert. Where nothing grows except parabolic metallic ears, listening to the stars with their electric eardrums. Where there's no respite and almost no shadow, and even when there's some, it brings the menace of death. In those moments, it's good to remember: you're not a victim. You're no one's prey. You're an atomic miracle, and you'll burn a hole in every prison that tries to hold you and in every gullet that tries to swallow you.
This one riffs on the same topics as "In the Land of the Lotus Eaters" but arrives at them from different perspectives. Like long-lost twins living in different cities who both end up having a dog called Larry. They even look pretty cool side by side
