Starface

Sometimes my mind goes asunder when I have to choose between being just a guy on the couch or being a reflection in that part of the sky druids have reserved for their favorite animal traits and gods of natural phenomena. I’ve been so completely shattered before that I thought the constellations were aligned with the zits on my face and that the stars were as significant as the dead cells on the skin of that same courageous yet callow face. But those were only thoughts and now I know the stars to be as significant as anything that has died because stars will be around as long as death persists and also they have become closer to my face than I ever imagined. I am not dying but instead interpreting that light becomes, at first, life and then everything that is matter, as matter becomes everything that is living or not. So the choice is not to live or die or remain on the couch versus being a star but rather to shed light in every capacity. Lean into where you are at the moment, doing your part while the clockwork of day becomes a watchful face to the totality of night.