astronomy made simple

The stars speak languages like dusty attics and childhood memories our yielding adult minds can't comprehend. The stars can stare straight into your pupils from lightyears away. The stars see the future and the stars see the past and the stars never bat a lash. The stars live a thousand lifetimes and the stars understand everything from day one. The stars flicker but never faultier.

The stars aren't always floating in the sky like forgotten balloons innocently released from the hands of children. The stars walk the streets of Temecula, California. And the beaches of Amelia Island, Florida. I'm confident that the stars roam these streets, even the streets of Cedar Hills, Utah. Call me biased, but the stars are in my bloodlines. The stars care and the stars will never stop being. The stars are and the stars will never stop caring.