Her dress gleams with golden and orange hues

She moves with grace, beauty, and fury

The room brightens at her smile as she twirls across it

Too far to touch

Yet close enough to feel

She twirls her dress to the center of the room

Cascading light across the floor

Another dancer drifts towards her

Her dress steals the glimmer of light

Silver and gray refract the glint

Her white hair flows in grace with her dance

She moves with elegance and mystery

Two sisters move in unison, yet altogether different

She crosses in front of her sister and for a brief moment

The floor is hers

Her shadow falls over me and I am in wonder

She is close enough to touch if I reach out, yet somehow unreachable

Her shadow rolls across my face

And then, as suddenly as she appeared

She moves away from the floor

Her sister continues to twirl her dance of love and warmth and fury

And I am left intrigued

I am mesmerized

I am in awe

"You are emotionless" they said.

Standing at the edge, she thought back to their words.

And so she smiled happily.

Their tears made her wonder who was more emotionally challenged.

                                                 before

                                     there                    was

                              time                                  there 

                         was                                           nothing

                         and                                            after 

                           time                                       dissolves

                                into                               memory

                                     there                       will

                                             be        nothing

                                                 again.

                                           but         something

                               continues                     on

                            not                                          living

                          or                                                 dying

                        but                                                  existing

                        just                                                  like

                            it                                                did

                             before                                  anything

                                     even                        began 

                                                  existing.

Imagine a hotel 

with an infinite amount of rooms

an infinite amount of guests

and no vacancy.

Now imagine a bus load of 

(you guessed it) 

infinite people 

arriving at the highly reputed Infinity Hotel. 

The dedicated hotel manager 

fears not.

He requests that each guest 

move from their current room 

to their room number 

doubled. 

So the guest in room one moves to room two, 

the guest in room thirteen moves to room twenty-six. 

This empties all of the odd number of rooms 

and allows the bus full 

of infinitely many people 

to occupy the oddly infinite rooms.  

Thought experiment adopted from David Hilbert.

Long ago,

Two kingdoms at war.

The kingdom of the blazing sun-

Bright, warm, powerful.

The kingdom of the shining moon-

Cold, beautiful, strong.

After all the fighting was done,

The two sides made a truce

To rule by each other's side.

Sun and Moon, working as one.

The sun would rule the day,

The moon the night.

However, after many years of peace,

The moon grew tired.

And so, one day,

They overthrew the

Kingdom of the sun.

Their victory was short-lived.

The people of the sun,

Stronger than those of the moon,

Managed to take back their kingdom.

This uprising of the moon

Is reenacted every few years.

We call it...

The eclipse.

'The sun loved 

the moon so much

that he died 

every night

to let her breathe.'

the beautiful forbidden lovers

never able to meet

to share warm kisses

but I remember the sneaky Moon

she sneaks out of her dark domain

I see her in bright daylight

swathed in the Sun's golden touch

opposite in the sky

they watch each other

with love so pure

although she is forbidden

in his bright domain

she is there

because she believes

that nothing is impossible

and the day comes

when they can meet

for but a few minutes

they embrace in fire

and we stare in wonder

as they meet

but then they must

drift apart

with broken hearts

she blows him kisses

whispers

'goodnight, my love'

as he sinks beneath the horizon

bursting into colors

and the Moon cries

and whispers

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'I love you.' ❋

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