……….. ｡ᴗ๑☀︎๑ᴗ｡ ……….. Oh the sun. Always burning, fiery. But… what is it always like that? Maybe when it was younger, it went through different stages. As it formed the galaxy. And, in the future, it will form anew into the destruction of the world. [ but … why? won’t it want us to survive? ] The sun rises to us. Yet, to itself, we circle it. We are the moth to the lantern, flying and flying still. Despite knowing that one day, or one second, we will be burned away. Maybe, maybe still the fly would prefer to be us. Does it smile in its flames, or frown all the same? Is it really the wild force we see it as? ( yes… it does. it’s mind is clouded, that’s all. ) When it wasn’t. When it was dreaming to be born a planet. That was its first stage. Now, it is. It is the center of our world. What keeps us alive. It is in it’s second. And soon, it will be. The flaming thing that destroys our world. Third. When, the sunfalls. When it grows until its final form. Keep, a watchful eye. ……….. ｡ᴗ๑☀︎๑ᴗ｡ ……….. ❝ HELIOLOGY OF THE RISING SUN ❞ Forum..? https://scratch.mit.edu/discuss/topic/882086/?page=1#post-9153707 Jrp project ..? https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1313938046/
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