A piece of life...
...aimlessly traversing Milky Way, with the unpronounceable good fortune to encounter us, without a "splat!" would fall in love with Earth.
It would be Love-at-first-sight.
Sure as I am love exists --at first sight, doubly so-- I know it's rare. Compounded by appeal it's easily the rarest thing in our known the verse. This says "verse" for many massive, blank holes, defy our search for unification.
We are an island Nation, the one exception to the universal law of entropy. Life. For a brief but notable period, we are, inexplicably, matter making higher order of itself.
Life is a big family of interactive membranes, signals and receivers, and the sun is the ultimate free energy broadcast. Let's make higher use of this immediate unending chain of energy, instead of robbing our ancestors of the treasures they made of it.
Locked away in massive vaults is the carbon that made life impossible in our atmosphere millions of years ago. Now we are digging it up and returning this place to a hot, toxic, prehistoric rock. Hot is not beautiful.
Hot is lust. Lust burns fast. Love is strong. Lust can't last. Let's make love with constant poolside sunbathing and peace...
...a peace of life.
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