From Every Distant Star

From Every Distant Star

I want to be the force that makes the moon want to fly off in a tangent. I want to be amplified into an idea that is deliciously paradoxical, to bend back on myself so severely that nothing can escape, not even light. I want to be a black hole and a worm hole and every other scientific exotica proposed by the idea that things fall simply because that is their normal straight-line path. I want to be the stars and the planets that warp space and time; to force objects passing near me to fall in, to feel an irresistible attraction to me, a one-way pull toward the distortion I make with all of the starlight shining from every distant star and every distant galaxy; marked as one of the greatest revolutions in all of science; never to be adequately imagined by the human mind, never to be adequately described in metaphor.

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