If we're never together/ if im never back again/ well i swear to god that i'll love you forever
Another interesting and deeply contended theory about the true nature of romantic love. This sort of love is brought about only by an absence or lacking. The longing that results is what brings about feelings of love; relationships, on the other hand, are just about co-existing with one's partner, there is no desire or yearning because how do you
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are you in love or in love with being in love?
as promised here is my response to Cornell:
With one glance I am set into the stars,
Sitting in Cassiopeia’s chair my thoughts turn back and around:
Four hundred and twenty one years ago in Italy came the
terrifying proclamation that, the universe, in fact, extends, without limit, in all directions.
An inquisition could not stop the inevitable
and gave it words productive: en pur si mouve;
like Galilean spheres poised and suspended, willingly
our disbelief
that one Abyssinian night
false vanity and treacherous beauty commanded
that Perseus must die
But those revels have ended, that starry mythological drama now replaced with:
“Many fine binaries, a few variables of note, and several interesting deep sky objects.”
Is it vanity now that dares us to disturb the universe?
To reach with outstretch hands to touch the face of God?
Or, still in Cassiopeia’s chair, the question soon arises
whether we are, in the end, alone under stars?
Our solitary existence exacerbates our looking --
which by looking, obliges asking -- that inevitable question:
How are we to live?
If our flesh and blood are born from the chemical elements
created in the stars, then we ourselves form a link between
the celestial and the earthly.
Yet we search the sky
hoping to unravel our medulla
alongside Orion and Cassiopeia,
To encapsulate all that is infinite.
A universe in a box.
night-night
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