Lunar Eclipse - 2022
This morning I stood on our microscopical dot we call earth. Moving as it always does, politely in our solar system of tiny dots, existing amidst uncountable universes of infinitesimal dots. If viewed by the moon, I stood by an indiscernible puddle called Lake Mansfield, barely a droplet of water. Above existed the most beautiful lunar eclipse. And on this itty-bitty planet, we do terrible things to each other, imagining we are so big.
This morning I stood on our microscopical dot we call earth. Moving as it always does, politely in our solar system of tiny dots, existing amidst uncountable universes of infinitesimal dots. If viewed by the moon, I stood by an indiscernible puddle called Lake Mansfield, barely a droplet of water. Above existed the most beautiful lunar eclipse. And on this itty-bitty planet, we do terrible things to each other, imagining we are so big.
This morning I stood on our microscopical dot we call earth. Moving as it always does, politely in our solar system of tiny dots, existing amidst uncountable universes of infinitesimal dots. If viewed by the moon, I stood by an indiscernible puddle called Lake Mansfield, barely a droplet of water. Above existed the most beautiful lunar eclipse. And on this itty-bitty planet, we do terrible things to each other, imagining we are so big.