For the time being looking at the stars by eyes or telescope on the uncloudy future evenings of american empire is about as much as you can know of them. Astro-physics, though thrilling, is a zero-sum game: facts now will always become quaint fictions later on. Doubting that the stars are fire then isn’t so ridiculous. Which’ll be proved some years later when arm in arm with your better half, you’ll actually meander across the landscape of a star. Certainly surprising to science who will today describe all the ways you’d vaporize; they don’t know the half of it. You can mark it in the calendar and thank your horoscope writer later for seeding the idea. Setting implausible goals provides your life with a higher order and holier feelings. Look forward to an impossible but romantic stroll on a star with your darling, walking through the eternally bursting nuclear flora down into the incinerating valleys below.
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