“Why can't we get all the people together in the world that we really like and then just stay together? I guess that wouldn't work. Someone would leave. Someone always leaves. Then we would have to say good-bye. I hate good-byes. I know what I need. I need more hellos.”- Snoopy

Thursday, March 24, 2011

My Splendor

Archive: 9/20/2010

I find the world fascinating. With the curiosity of a young boy, I wander the world-- always observing and learning. I've always inclined to look at the bigger picture, but often you need to concentrate on the small, individual mechanisms in order to figure out how the well-oiled machine works. And with that being said, I think people (including myself) tend to miss out on the details. It's unfortunate because it is the fine print that makes the world go around.

I've found the idea of light years incredibly intriguing, and it didn't really come to me until I thought about it. The measurement combines the concepts of time and distance together. This compound relationship somehow ties in the single commodity that we can't buy more of with the obstacle the stands in the way of the human touch.

Just think: the brilliance of the stars, hundreds or thousands of light years away, that you're watching with someone you love, or alone hoping that someone you love is watching them at the same time, took that long of a time to get to your eyes. At this particular moment, it is perfectly possible that the star is no longer shining, or even nonexistent. We have the privilege to observe the radiant night sky at its prime. In essence, Defying limitations of the persevering ticking clock and failing reach, we are witnessing perfection.

In the sky, with diamonds.

Just take a breath.