thoughts from space

in high school and as an undergrad, i was really into existentialist writers. i loved the metaphors for existence that they used - the ocean, the desert - symbols of identity in constant flux. my own personal metaphor for this became space, planets spinning in their orbits, forever distant from each other yet exerting a definite influence on the structure of the whole.

planets spin on their axes, and endlessly orbit, within a larger galaxy that also rotates, composing a universe that itself is surely in motion of its own within a still larger space. spinning like dervishes, whose dance ritual evolved in imitation of the planets.

a lot of what i used to enjoy reading seems pretty insufferable to me now, but the image of humanity as the universe has stuck with me over the years. so here are my thoughts from space.