Lunar Miasma - Observing the Universe

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I used to look at the stars. I spent my childhood with my head tilted up towards the sky. Warm summer nights—beneath the universe and its possibilities—I could have imagined anything. But I tried to imagine they did not exist, and everyone and everything never existed. I tried to imagine nothingness.

Late night car trip across the California countryside:

I closed my eyes and was floating in space; rotating in a slow circular motion. There were no planets—only stars. I was observing the universe. Stars in the horizon began to disappear as if I were on a hill watching a power outage slowly sweep across a city. I was on a path towards understanding nothingness, to which each fading star brought me closer. Darkness guiding illumination.

Almost alone. One star left.

Is this loneliness or peacefulness? And when the star is gone—what happens next?

Chills shot through my body and I snapped back into consciousness. I wasn’t able to answer those questions, and haven’t thought about them since. Last summer—listening to “Observing the Universe”—I was reminded of this childhood daydream. I brought the tape with me everywhere I went and used it to reflect on that experience, to rediscover other forgotten memories, and to create new ones to forget and remember years from now. I don’t see the stars much anymore, but that tape takes me there. It takes me there.

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RIP, Lunar Miasma