Writing Resources from Fifteen Minutes of Fiction
The StarsI do not wish to name the stars, for without a name the mystery remains. With a name come ideas of familiarity and pretenses of understanding. Stars are fairy things. Things I cannot understand, that I do not want to understand. For with understanding the magic is lost; the awe and magnificence diminished. Familiarity breeds, if not contempt, then at least casual assumption. This I do not desire.
For why would I desire to lose wonder? Why should awe be a burden easily cast off? Our petty attempts at understanding leave us standing in the cold darkness; the beauty of the stars turned to giant gaseous formations soon to burn out, or perhaps already gone. Our knowledge will not regain the beauty we have lost. The darkness will consume us as we stand and name the the lights above us, speaking as if we know them and all that they are.
Our familiarity will be our undoing and our understanding will come to naught. In all our arrogance, our knowledge will not tell us that we have gone into the darkness because we could not wonder at the light.
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