The Sun In The Eyes of The Archer

I cannot help but think of an archer and the mercurial shining arrow ready to be released. Under the glare of the bright Sun, it is impossible to see our target. We cannot hesitate or the quarry escapes, the moment passes as quickly as the brilliant fortitude of cazimi, so we must trust our aim and release the bowstring. It will be a whole 8.5 degrees of separation from the Sun before we can get an idea of where the arrow will land.

Snakes and Ladders

If we are going to talk about the stars we are going to have to talk about everything under them. Because we are here and they are there the only thing that will close the gap between us are the stories we tell about them to each other, the starries we tell, the stories we tall, and the stories we tell about us to the stars.