A speck made by specks on a speck swirling in an incomprehensible universe. We continue to spin around our axis and orbit a meaningless star in an average galaxy. We build castles in the sky and cling to them – declare them monuments to meaning. And they dissolve, ground to ash and dust, all our assumptions revealed.
More castles. More skies. The bright sunrise and stars in the heavens. Love and loss. We reach out, and through the yawning ether, we hold each other close. We transcend the speck and build our monuments within us.