Future Galaxies

Posted By Maya on April 24, 2017

When I marvel at the beauty of a moon full of wonders, I cannot stop asking myself – who is moving in this bright and vast sky, is it her, is it me or my mind.

What is it that moves us beyond recognition, what is it that makes us greedy for more the same and unhappy with the same old.

Do we know what we want or who we are?

Are we too busy these days to even think along these lines?

Thinking is not a bad thing, I am sure our grey matter would not mind turning bright yellow with more insights!

One day, inner travel will be the trend.. in a galaxy far – far away. 



The cosmos stretches around me, meadow on meadow of galaxies, reach on reach of dark space, steppes of stars, oceanic darkness and light.

There is no god in it, no particular concern or particular mercy. Yet everywhere I see a living balance, a rippling tension, an enormous yet mysterious simplicity, an endless breathing of light.

And I comprehend that being is understanding that I must exist in hazard but that the whole is not in hazard. Seeing and knowing this is being conscious: accepting it is being human.

The Aristo by John Fowles