autobiography:
once i was a star. before that i was the idea of a star, a glimmer of light in a supernova belly bulging until i burst out into the world. afterwards i was cycled through various frequencies of light at superspeeds. i slowed and became a pool of liquid magma silver nitrate, hydrocarbonated cum. pond scum. i oozed on until my surroundings grew cold and i hard. building up and eroding back down until something changed my pace, course and i moved in a different direction: on my own. the surge continued, a force flowing through me. with me. inhale. exhale. turn toward the source of light. help it grow. water falling. rising. inhale. exhail down into ice drawn by metal magnetism. swallowed. whole. a diagram drawn together arrows pointing inward i am.