1115 – “To 3 a.m.” A Poem by Mia Hollow

I belong to the stars under my skin.
To lonely Hearts.
To the dark.
I belong to the middle of the night.
To the shadows of men.
To 3 a.m.

-Mia Hollow

1099 – “Intention is a universal language. It is the law of gravity between souls. Try, if you must, to fool the stars. Or each other. But this is an agreement four billion years old. Because nothing can be kept from the salt in the sea, from the push and pull of right and wrong. Because it has never been about what you say, but where you speak from.”

-Mia Hollow

996 – “A typical neuron makes about ten thousand connections to neighboring neurons. Given that billions of neurons, this means there are as many connections in a single cubic centimeter of brain tissue as there are stars in the Milky Way Galaxy.”

-David Eagleman

989 – Martin Luther King, Jr on the United States

“The nation is sick. Trouble is in the land. Confusion all around. … But I know, somehow, that only when it is dark enough, can you see the stars. And I see God working in this period of the twentieth century in a way that men, in some strange way, are responding — something is happening in our world. The masses of people are rising up. And wherever they are assembled today, … the cry is always the same — ‘We want to be free.'”

-Martin Luther King, Jr

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826 – “Things are as they are. Looking out into the Universe at night, we make no comparisons between right and wrong stars, nor between well and badly arranged constellations.”

–Alan Watts [Attributed]

809 – A Poem by Octavio Paz With Translation

 

Hermandad

Homenaje a Claudio Ptolomeo

Soy hombre: duro poco
y es enorme la noche.
Pero miro hacia arriba:
las estrellas escriben.
Sin entender comprendo:
también soy escritura
y en este mismo instante
alguien me deletrea.

-Octavio Paz

Brotherhood

Homage to Claudius Ptolemy

I am a man: little do I last
and the night is enormous.
But I look up:
the stars write.
Unknowing I understand:
I too am written,
and at this very moment
someone spells me out.

800 – “I met in the street a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat was threadbare – there were holes at his elbows; the water passed through his shoes and the stars through his soul.”

–Victor Hugo

729 – “Let us all hope that the dark clouds of racial prejudice will soon pass away and the deep fog of misunderstanding will be lifted from our fear-drenched communities, and in some not too distant tomorrow the radiant stars of love and brotherhood will shine over our great nation with all their scintillating beauty.”

–Martin Luther King, Jr


Today is Martin Luther King, Jr Day in the United States. This January 15th marked King’s 90th birthday and this April will be the 51 years since his assassination. 

558 – “Where the telescope ends the microscope begins. Which of the two possess the larger field of vision? Choose. A bit of mold is a Pleiad of flowers; a nebula is an anthill of stars.”

–Victor Hugo

508 – “I have loved the stars too truly to be fearful of the night.”

–Sarah Williams