Our love is not the light it was

Should I hate a people for the shade of their skin, or the shape of their eyes, or the shape I'm in? Should I hate 'em for having our jobs today?
No: I hate the men sent the jobs away.


"Our only chance of long-term survival is not to remain lurking on planet Earth, but to spread out into space."


"...nation's current space efforts 'embarrassing and unacceptable,'..."

(& something lighter)

A still more glorious dawn awaits

How come you never go there

Love and art and art and love and the struggle and the sorrow and the suffering
& the anguished hope of lovers' hearts together in the massive dark.

I cede that I am only a girl holding tight;
our planet spins through endless night.

A completed project? In MY blog?!

It'smorelikelyetc.

Illustrations for a magical project of learning my almost-teacher BFF is putting together. Also did another, larger alien holding a sweet holograph of South America, since that's what the kids are learning about... but I kind of burnt out on that one, so it's not as finished-looking & I shan't waste space on it here.