Tuesday 3 April 2018

Supernova

They say supernovas spark an entire galaxy. Your smile can do that, too. Those beautiful shines of dancing radioactive sparkle could kill darkness out in an instant. They say this is what happens to a star when it dies. When it can't contain the explosion inside, it radiates out, stronger than a million nuclear bombs. Some nearby planets die out of it. Like some people get awestruck when you smile.

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Getting near a supernova is a different story. You get overwhelmed with the sunlight that wraps not just outside you but the heat that stabs deep into your bones. This stellar explosion will burn everything that it touches given the wrong distance and bad timing. You get toasted and you have no idea what got you, what burned you. You will gasp for searing air and it will make you question why you got nearer the fire in the first place. 

But then, as you move away, further and further, that supernova of sunlight becomes smaller and smaller. What you thought the explosion at that moment would affect your life forever was now just a flicker when you're already in perspective. No matter how big that supernova claimed herself to be, she will be nothing compared to the grand plan the universe has in store for you. She's nothing compared to the labyrinth of galaxies you are yet to explore, and the constellations you are about to meet.

But as for now, let that supernova consume you. Because it will pass. Radiation will fade. Heat will tame down. Life will bloom back, You will be stronger like you've never been. Thicker skinned, fireproof, and radioimmune. And by the time you will look back at it, that star was will be just as dim as a flickering light. A mere decoration to the sky. A white twinkling dot in the darkness. One that the moon could go through the night without it.

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Lastly, the constellation is not what you think it is. The ones we see assembled in the sky right now are a symphony of different lights emitted on different timeframes depending on how far they travelled before they touch our optic nerves. Some were given off just one lightyear ago, some travelled way back further in infinity - that makes the sky a pallete of different timezones...

...you may be looking at a star right now. Hoping it'd tell you something, or admire it of its beauty - but for all you know, maybe that star is already dead, and what you see now are the last batch of rays it has sent off.

Just like hope when hope dies.

It doesnt immediately disappear. It gives at least a lightyear of leeway, putting off a brighter show - exploding like a beautiful supernova - and then suddenly it's gone.

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