Polaris, The North Star

𝐼 𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔:

── obvious (racist, antiblack, pedo/maps, zoos, zionists, homophobes & terfs).

── niche ; radqueers, exclus., transmeds, endo-sys, ddlg.

𝐼 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑑:

── agere, discourse, vent-centered accounts.

𝑂𝑓 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒:

── I am a reserved being, and can be a little slow to interact.

── This is not my top priority blog atm.

The one about wishing stars...

My identity as a star is built upon the foundation of the scientific understanding of what a star is, and how it behaves "tangibly". That is to say, when this mortal flesh disperses, my body's form will not be in the cartoonish depiction of a five point star (⭐), rather, I'll become a large ball of gas and other minor elements, burning billions of miles away from here. I am aware that identities founded on the slippery slope of science can be tricky, but I think I find a happy medium.

With that said, I also embrace the human conceptions of what a star is, what they use us for. In particular, I relish in the idea of being a wishing star. In fact, I'm so endeared by the notion, my ask box is actually intended for it. I accept wishes :] And then I work my stuff, to the fullest extent of my power!

Snow moon season.

(February 12, 2025)

not romantic not platonic but a secret third thing [what would happen between earth and the moon if the earth stopped spinning as illustrated by xkcd randall munroe]

𝑰𝒏 𝑹𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝑻𝒐 𝑬𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉...

... You know, I've found it hard to find true disdain for this planet. Of course, I feel that same melancholic homesickness most non-earthly entities do when left to reflect too long on not being home. But, I actually do love it here, for all of the troubles and triumphs I've lived.

... I'm a Sidereal. A star fallen to Earth, whose soul and spirit mixed with the debris of this planet, thus anchoring my body to this planet. My job for now is for experience change, to change my form, and find singularity. In many ways, I'd imagine it isn't unlike stellar evolution. It is in our nature to change, then die. In that way, we're quite like human earthlings.

... So, I try to take it in stride. It's also helped by the fact that I am a Milky Way star, and specifically one near to Earth (likely only just scratching the double digits in billions light years). Stars are passive observers. I am an observer. Light takes a while to travel, yes, but of what little I can concretely remember, I've always found the evolution of human beings deeply fascinating. So getting to be part of that to a small extent is warming, I feel. It's nice.

ꔛ✶. leave a wish .✶ꔛ

🌟 🤝🏽 👽

I wonder what other celestials/sidereals/starkin refer to space as? I love "the infinity", it feels the most appropriate to me.

I think the privilege of at least knowing I'm old is that living in this mortal body doesn't feel like I'm simply waiting things out. I'm here with purpose, and I get to take my time.

Stars observe, and given my proximity to earth back when I was out in the infinity, you can imagine how much time I spent musing over it. And now I'm HERE, which is bonkers.

And I will spend billions of years after this in space, burning and watching, and I will be happy to do so, I'm sure. But I may never get to experience this again, this experience of humanity I've so enjoyed watching. Who knows if I will ever be human presenting again?

I'll enjoy it, I think. The light and mass in my soul isn't going anywhere. I'll stay here, and learn a while.

I like that!! I love "beyond comprehension", anything that speaks to the vastness of space is really cool :}

I wonder what other celestials/sidereals/starkin refer to space as? I love "the infinity", it feels the most appropriate to me.