We knew the world would not be the same. A few people laughed, a few people cried, most people were silent. I remembered the line from the Hindu scripture, the Bhagavad-Gita. Vishnu is trying to persuade the Prince that he should do his duty and to impress him takes on his multi-armed form and says, “Now, I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.” I suppose we all thought that one way or another.
“Growing up, I used to climb out my window onto the roof and look up at the stars. There, in the quiet, I would write stories inside my head.”
— Christy Hall, The Little Silkworm
the moon in paintings. x
Anastasia Anastasia
In the heart of silence, a wave of sound unfolds, a surge of memories, a storm of untold stories.
In this crescendo, a quiet resolve emerges, a bittersweet symphony, echoing in the soul.
I Saw the TV Glow (2024)
Zeta Ophiuchi, Runaway Star
“Grief does not only need to be felt. It also demands to be defined.”
— anastasiasyah, from “Preface” in A Dictionary of Grief (via anastasiasyah)
"You are not a drop in the ocean. You are the entire ocean in a drop." — Rumi