Dear Stars,

I think about you all of the time.  I feel especially honest today, about the world, for the benefit of my little cousins and all.  There are two kinds of strength.  We all fight for what's right and best but there are times it piles up beyond expectation.  Your spirit will be crushed.  Still, you do what is right.  Be honest and speak the truth.  In my experience, All religions and cultures respect truth the most, empirical truth.  Stick to your guns, my friends, my loved ones.  Be honest and be fair, even when unfairness seems plausible.  Trust me.  My sun and our moon, you are the greatest of these.  Moons control the tides of the Earths that make us human.  If humans are stars, then moons are too.  See what I did there?  We are all stars, lighting up the otherwise benighted.  Who was it that brought on the peaceful speculation after the Big Bang flung it's grief outward and everywhere?  We did.  And so we shall proceed, onward, outward, forward and upward.  There are answers everywhere.  Are you looking in the right places?  I am.  I miss you when I'm cramped up in bed, under doctors' orders.  I limp outside and see you shining everywhere, dominating the sky, by day and darkest night.  When there's a storm and the winds howl, clouds dominating the skies, and rain cold seeping into my bones, I know I'll see you in the morning, bursting through the gray, fighting it away.  It makes me exceedingly happy and I head for a good work out or some other energy in the form of oh I don't know pb&j on a whole wheat bagel.  Ummm I'm getting hungry.  This isn't easy.  The doctor weighed me today and the reading is heavy on my soul, but I won't let it get me down.  I took all the medicines, fought through the sleeplessness and beef-laden cravings they caused, and my brain is still firing like a Raptor Jet.  I guess I had to go through that accident to retrieve my cortex, even if it cost me my sense of smell.  After the gym yesterday, I almost smelled some things too.  In fact I know I did, or well no I don't.  Maybe it was memory and wishful thinking, but for half a second I smelled sewage lol, then dirt, I kept trying and trying and thought I smelled skin, and then garage, and then it was over.  I know it's late, but I'm going to the gym again.  I have a very strong spirit, faith, and love, all tuned in on a particular two, shining even through the blue.  "Shine on you crazy diamonds" ~ Pink Floyd.