Building off of a previous post, I wanted to make Fridays the day of the week that I share excerpts of writing that I’ve done in the past through writing prompts, random stream of consciousness, parts of larger works, or as part of my 100-200 daily word exercises.
The point being to attempt to examine what I’ve done for clarity sake and whether or not I can make sense of it…not only to those who read it but to myself as well.
This almost didn’t occur. In reference to a previous post, life almost happened. But I’m committed to continuing to put out posts on the aforementioned Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays no matter what. Even when holidays and vacation time are involved (usually when it’s the hardest to motivate me to do so). It’s easy to just put things like this off, but I’m stubborn about keeping my word (something that can be both a boon as well as a negative depending on the situation).
So without further ado, my ‘vomit’ of words for the week.
The explosion of a nebula occurs.
A brief glimpse can be seen in the cosmos.
For just a second, the natural light of the universe shines a wondrous glow that even we can see.
The mysteries of the universe are continuously at our beck and call. One of many puzzle pieces that fit together into an even larger tapestry.
Larger mechanics at work dance a sultry conga line as gravity and strong nuclear force intermingle.
Perspective is a strange thing.
On a cosmic level, Earth is but another brilliant dot in the universal ocean. Peppered with points of land and water. Clearly in-distinguishable from a larger way of thinking.
But you thought Earth was clearly unique.
We are taught that humanity is special out of everything on this planet.
We draw lines of territory in the sand to mark geographical boundaries. We distinguish families and clans that separate us from one another. We even utilize social media to clearly show how much more unique I am than you are.
When it’s really the opposite.
Genealogy, traced back far enough, has a commonality amongst all of us.
Go back far enough and we all share a common ancestor. Even further and we align with the apes. Even further back and we share with other mammals, plant life….
Our atoms even share certain characteristics with the stars above us in the sky.
So next time when you look in the mirror, or peer up into the night, and think on the past, present, and future, consider this one line of thought.
We are special not because we are different but because we are the same.
This is a chunk of a writing prompt that I pulled from the ‘Way-Back Machine’ in 2014. The prompt challenged the writer to speak as a known person who existed in the media on something they were passionate about. I chose Neil DeGrasse Tyson speaking on his concept of the Cosmic perspective.
I’m a HUUUUUUUGE fan of Neil DeGrasse Tyson. A self professed Physics nerd, I love Cosmology and Astronomy and just about anything related to understanding the universe and our place in it. When I saw this prompt, the first person I thought of was Tyson and how he would speak on the importance of our interaction with the universe and just how closely related we actually were with it (look up some videos on it. SUPER fascinating).
It’s hard to explain his ‘voice’ through the portion I’ve submitted, but I felt pretty good about the piece. Through many of his lectures, he implores everyone, from the youngest child to the eldest adult, to question everything around them and not just keep our heads down at the ground purposely ignorant. I’m verbose with an agenda this time in my writing due to me attempting to channel how he would present the same information.
This was a much more simple prompt done for fun with a few other friends that I participate in a weekly writing group with. Regardless, I still found it importance to push forward a narrative that would at least have the reader questioning the end goal all the way up until the final paragraph (being that we’re all related to the universe in some way).
Until next time.