I Can See The Light Seeping From The Pores Of Your Body. In The Reflection Of Your Eyes, I See My Own

Mortal death scares the living daylights out of me. But the concept of star death is so innate and natural in our solar cycle, the thought is almost comforting.

In part, it might be that the matter that makes up my form doesn't just disappear. It disipates, scatters. My kinetic energy travels on and on until something else comes along to collect it. Then that energy is dispersed out into the cosmic landscape at large.

Maybe it's the infinity. The great, ever stretching infinity we all hail from. It, in and of itself, is a form of immortality. The science of my spiritual existence is comforting.

Even this mortal flesh doesn't simply rot into nothing. It will decay, and rejoin this planet's life cycle. And when something inevitably comes along to eviscerate this beloved terrestrial, it too, will join the cosmic landscape.

It too, becomes infinity.

And all that which I will mourn will inevitably become one with me again.

But generally speaking, stars just kinda die. And I think I'm okay with that.

𝑫𝒂𝒘𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚, 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕...

... Stars exist in the wider expanse of the cosmos, often surrounded by our kin. We are birthed from nebulas, and congregate in constellations and orbits. And yes, we're often light-years away from each other, but you must understand that when you're a star, that's no different from sitting in a huddle on a carpet with your dearest friends.

... So, I surround myself with stars. Because when I'm with them, I feel the most at home. It's why I want to meet and befriend more star kin :} I yearn for the security and light of others like me.

Making wishes, taking wishes. ꔛ✶ ───────

As a star, I've always found a deep enjoyment and appreciation in the human rituals constructed around our visage. None more so than the phenomenon of wishing upon us. Thus, I'm accepting wishes in my ask box!

With that said, let's come to an understanding:

.one I cannot in any way guarantee your wish will come true. Whether you believe we can and/or do grant wishes is your prerogative. However, if a wish you make upon me doesn't come true, I am not to be held responsible.

.two Any manifestations of hate, harm, or malice upon others will be rebuffed. Any against myself will result in spiritual rebound and backlash sevenfold.

.three Wishes can be anonymous, but all will be posted (at my discretion). I do not take wishes in DMs. If you request it, however, I will remove your wish from my blog.

If you need a place to send your hopes and dreams, or simply can't find a star in the sky, know there is at least one you can wish to, one very nearby.

I wonder what other celestials/sidereals/starkin refer to space as? I love "the infinity", it feels the most appropriate to me.

If I Don’t Talk About Sky Food I Will Explode

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For whatever reason I crave consuming like, clouds and nebulas and stars and wanted to share my brewing ideas for how to mimic that :3

☁️ Clouds - Pretty obvious but cotton candy. Biting into cotton candy is essentially like biting into a cloud. I think whipped cream could also satisfy this in some way tho

⭐️ Stars - Konpeitō! It’s a Japanese candy that you may recognize from Mario Galaxy or Spirited Away; very star coded and I think they would work well for any star consuming urges (I haven’t tried them personally though)

☀️ Stars - I feel like ‘cute little sky dots’ and ‘massive balls of ‘fire’’ hit different lol- I feel like massive balls of ‘fire’ would be spicy but I have no idea what would fit that

🌌 Galaxies - Space themed sprinkles!!! If you think you can handle it I feel like eating just. Icing with sprinkles can have galaxy vibes but I don’t recommend it in large amounts

If anyone could point me in the direction of healthier space foods that would be much appreciated X3

divinity’s light and warmth flows through my human form in rivers and waves, forming puddles in my joints. lakes and oceans in my ribcage flowing around my beating heart, illuminating me from within.

The Lovers

Kaja Horvat, 2024

I'm also curious to know if any other stars are particularly attached to humans and their conceptions, practical use of us. I am particularly fond of being wished upon, but I wonder if any of us enjoy being helpful with navigation :} I'd love to be in a star chart one day, that sounds pleasant.

Polaris, The North Star

𝐼 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒...

── Call me 'S'. Twenties. Sidereal/Starkin. ﹒⊹﹆ֹ

── Ey/Em/Eirs. Transmasc. Black. Queer. ﹒⊹﹆ֹ

── Young (low billions) Milky Way star, ever present witness, lover of the Moon and earthlings. ﹒⊹﹆ֹ

...𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡, 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑤𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑟

Boundaries ꔛ✶ Directory ꔛ✶ Wish Making ﹒⊹﹆ֹ

𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑒, 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑟. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑖𝑛 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑, 𝑏𝑒ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑒𝑟.