Wednesday, July 26, 2017

// g a l a x i e s //

It seems like my inner universe keeps crumbling
All the bright constellations whirling and
Centering into a vortex
Around one merciless planet;
And it only takes so long before stars that
Looked like Tolkien's Earendil implode.
There seems to be no beauty at all.
But explosions of coruscating fire
Can be beautiful, too -- light so cosmic
That it's too brilliant to be tolerated close up.
There might still be an Earendil that
Survives from that disintegration, and I
Won't see the radiance until a refracted comet
Of leftover fire scintillates across my sky
And then I'll know,
And then I'll remember,
And then I'll smile,
And then I'll thank
The Maker of my internal galaxies
For piecing them back together again.

Saturday, July 22, 2017

So . . . I made this . . .

I'mma be honest with you guys:  I don't know how this is going to turn out.  All I know right now is that I feel that God might be leading me to create this blog and to trust Him with its future, so voila.  (For more deets, see the 'Manifesto' page -- and speaking of, is 'Manifesto' too cheesy a title?  It might be, but I'll most likely keep it anyways.)

The shadowy ideas that I have for the blog's future consist of discussing post-high school life, as you can read on the sidebar.  Theoretically, this includes future college exploits/rants, writing WIPs (that stands for Work In Progress, doesn't it?  I'm so out of the loop), and potentially even some sage life advice from the Wise, Experienced and Learned yours truly.  (Ha.  HAAAAAAAAAAHHHH.)

SO.  That, you might say, is the deal.  We'll see where this takes us. 

Thanks for reading, God bless you, and have a great day!