Each second a new baby is born.
And so it is that the stars align perfectly in a singular idiosyncratic thread at every given second of this world. With every new amalgam of tiny cosmic speckles comes a new life and in that moment and that moment only, we are pre-defined. In that moment, as the constellations read our fates, we are given our course of history that we travel through until we find our way back to the railways and asteroids that constitute the celestial realm.
As he lay my newborn body into her waking arms, ‘may god be with you’, he said, ‘she’s a beast this one’. I came into life, in the stubborn way that I still am today, wanting to announce my arrival, assert my presence; I will shake your world, I roared. Literally, I came out roaring, stretching out my untouched lungs, screaming to the world that I was here, calling to my mother, in the same manner I still do today, in my moment of birth into a new big world in which I was stripped naked and left scared. You see, we are born into who we are today. The person that you are in the moment of your coming to life is the person you are today and the person you will be as you vanish into cosmic dust and find your way back to the stars… those marvelous speckles of life and light that write the lines of our lives.
