"You were right about the stars. Each one is a setting sun."
–Wilco
This line just makes me feel small. Imagine all of the stars – each just another setting sun. Imagine the possibilities that exist with that many separate suns, each with its own solar system. Imagine the vastness of beauty and the depth of experience that could be found if we could only know what was out there.
I like that we can’t know. I prefer my imagination on this one. I cannot fathom the number of individual experiences that occur under the watchful eye of our central star every day. How can I begin to marvel at the billions of other stars out there and what may lie under their unknowable gaze?
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