The Astronaut

Imagine
The Earth in front of you
And you’re alone outside
Some space station or at the moon
Or some other planet

And the vast ocean of suns and comets
Surround your very tiny head
You’re just a little fucking idiot
Who knew little about Earth
And knew nothing about the rest of the universe

Knew nothing about the madness that is existence
Knew nothing about what we are capable of
In the midst of all futility and repeated histories

We can’t be here for something finite.
We can’t be here for something that keeps us alive
Only to destroy all of us

And the billions of our species
So minute and invisible in your sight
They’re there in that brown and green blobs
Fighting and making friends and fucking and hating
And hurting and crushing hearts and making promises
And worshiping deities that don’t listen
And claiming fake love and throwing away happiness
And talking and crying and turning insane.

So small and so painful.
So microscopic in the eyes of the extraterrestrial.
So vulnerable to astrophysics.
So evolved, civilized, intelligent in planetary standards.
So delicate.
So rational and so irrational.
So sure and unsure.
So capable of change, and so stubborn.

So you and me.

 

Cogito ergo sum
And then some

(c) 2012
Vivien Marie Lopez

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