They say that every element on earth comes from a star, a star that exploded light-years away. We are made of stardust, every single one of us. And, maybe, some more so than others. Like Nova. She is as bright and dazzling as the stars above - or, some think, even brighter.
Yes, she is bright and brilliant - inquisitive and curious and always hungering to know more. Why is the sky blue? Why is the earth round? Why do people suffer and why does evil exist? She speaks in a constant stream of questions, she thinks in a constant flow of wonder and awe. She devours books and she drinks up knowledge. And she is always seeking, always searching, always dreaming up solutions to the many intractable problems of life.
Yes, she is bright and radiant - jolly and optimistic and never seen without a beam on her face. It's raining outside? Time to have fun exploring the nooks and crannies of the attic! It's cold and miserable? Time to snuggle up under the covers with a soft toy bunny! It's been a disappointing day? Time to eat your favorite food and play your favorite games to make up for it! She sees the beauty in the worst nightmare, the goodness of the world amid injustices and atrocities.
Yes, she is bright and promising - talented and wise, a greatness in the making. She cannot tolerate intolerance; repression has to be repressed. Her intelligence and her optimism, her ideas and her positivism - they are all put to a single purpose. To heal the world of its ills, to rid people of their misfortunes. There are whispers that she will go down in history books as the greatest of us all; she brushes these off as delusions.
We are all stardust, she says. We all shine, in our own way.
Perhaps so. We are all stars. But some of us - no, one of us is a supernova.
Yes, she is bright and brilliant - inquisitive and curious and always hungering to know more. Why is the sky blue? Why is the earth round? Why do people suffer and why does evil exist? She speaks in a constant stream of questions, she thinks in a constant flow of wonder and awe. She devours books and she drinks up knowledge. And she is always seeking, always searching, always dreaming up solutions to the many intractable problems of life.
Yes, she is bright and radiant - jolly and optimistic and never seen without a beam on her face. It's raining outside? Time to have fun exploring the nooks and crannies of the attic! It's cold and miserable? Time to snuggle up under the covers with a soft toy bunny! It's been a disappointing day? Time to eat your favorite food and play your favorite games to make up for it! She sees the beauty in the worst nightmare, the goodness of the world amid injustices and atrocities.
Yes, she is bright and promising - talented and wise, a greatness in the making. She cannot tolerate intolerance; repression has to be repressed. Her intelligence and her optimism, her ideas and her positivism - they are all put to a single purpose. To heal the world of its ills, to rid people of their misfortunes. There are whispers that she will go down in history books as the greatest of us all; she brushes these off as delusions.
We are all stardust, she says. We all shine, in our own way.
Perhaps so. We are all stars. But some of us - no, one of us is a supernova.
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