stars fell like luminous dust blanketing everything, like bone dust, of human carbon diamond manufactories, and the wind howled and blew the dust away. anyway the dust settled anyway. we're settlers here, this nodal everywhere, and all we see is city lights that seem to twinkle in the atmosphere of the taken and re-taken land we happen to be living in.

and it was like a bare stage with the ghost light on, this stage we're in, if it's a stage. or if it's a windswept land with walls to block the wind and lean our head against, this stage.