Rapidfire-perihelion.
Break in your dustmote,
you have to come along,
warns the flyer.
(You, acosmic, as I.)
A knödel's satellites, keen,
on the ghost-pawlatschen.
– Paul Celan, "[Rapidfire-perihelion]", trans. Pierre Joris
You can't change my orbits. I'm forever bound by the unbreakable pull of gravitation, ever circling around you, constantly. But some day, I'll transcend this too, some day our lights will merge, at some point we will collapse into each other, what I would call as a beautiful collision, a rare, a very very rare phenomenon...
i'm so heartbroken for loona right now. i hope the girls and chuu are doing well. fuck bbc and i just cant believe the idea that chuu would be verbally abusing her staff