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The brightest Star...

The other night, I was watching Brightest Star by Chris Lowell, and I couldn't help but pick up a lot of lessons about life and love. I mean, I sat there for an hour and twenty minutes taking in the lovely teachings by Chris and Rose McIver; I must say I was more engrossed than enthralled.
One that I picked up ten minutes into the movie was this quote,” Just like the stars, the brightest ones are the most fleeting, and collapse into the biggest, deepest black holes”.  Well, the first harsh reality that hit me, hard as it was, life is unfair.
“  We have fun, we go out, we get drunk and then we are erased. So we start over, like detectives, we inspect this open and close the case, and when we start to fade, the mob that we have made,  our hearts would lose the shape, and then we are erased. We are erased…
          Minutes later, I couldn't help but gather that Like a permanent smear; we always know, when we start dating, just like art, oil pesto, that we can smear, green like spring green, with the hint of crimson… Permanent to the eye, washes away with any liquid that someday, we are going to feel sad; unhappy and mad at ourselves, for being so dumb, for laying our hearts open, to pain, heart breaks and even to ourselves.
I hate that I am good at things that I don’t care about, and terrible at things that I do.
When we close our eyes, we seem to see everything clearly; I mean life as a whole, when our eyes are wide open, our vision gets clouded. We know where to look, but sometimes looking as far away as we can is just a way of ignoring what is right in front of us.

There is a certain order and beauty to the universe, the way things move. Orbits and patterns, predetermined for eons more even, 200 billion stars in our galaxy, and the billions more beyond, still hold their wonderful meaning.

But my true course, the one I chart, it is set in motion, and I am ready. Ready for whatever comes next!
Happy Valentine's Ya'll!!
Loughran!


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