“We didn’t fall in love, we became in love.”

"Cosmic love" thoughts about the old gods and the new gods....by Rain.eXe

The sun chases the moon across the sky knowing he will never catch her but still he loves her so.

He follows shining all the brighter and round and round they go and we go. The moon reflects the light of the sun and the sun takes pride in this. Each of them makes life on earth possible. makes us possible.

I like to say "Luna is my sol" having double meaning for soul and Sol. The moon is something I worship. Luna calls to me often in her way and every night i go out and see her above i say, "Hello luna, how beautiful you are tonight." and I know she hears me in her way. She may not physically speak to me but i hear her. I feel her love for us all.

She is the kindest and shyest of divinities. Soft and delicate, often veiled in her friends and consorts the clouds . The sun chases across the sky though really he isn't moving but the moon is moving and she dances across the night sky. The sun just behind her illuminating her, not creating her glory but enhancing it because he loves her so.

One day the sun will consume everything we know. he is the Titan and he will one day consume his children and everything he loves. not because he is cruel or full of avarice...no...because he loves us so much...he waits until the end is near for this galaxy then in his final act of love he will bring us all into himself so we can be reborn again into something new both with him and of him. His final sacrifice for us.

The sun is god just as much as anything is. He loves his children and luna most of all. We will all be reborn gloriously and completely as a new cosmic entity, a new sun, a new galaxy, or maybe even more fascinatingly as a black hole. Something entirely both new and old. Possibly a portal across the universe or to another universe or to the beginning and the end of everything. Something stranger, not only than we imagine but stranger than we can imagine.

These thoughts comfort me a great deal. Nothing lasts forever but yet it does.

In closing...

Plato said the only things that are eternal are ideas'. You may kill a man but you cannot kill his idea. I look forward to the end of earth and of this solar system. I look forward to returning from whence I came, to rejoining the universe that birthed me.