Light From Uncommon Stars

by Ryka Aoki

In my business, one does not care about bodies. One is only concerned with souls.”

you didn’t have to be a rocket scientist to make donuts—but that didn’t mean being a rocket scientist didn’t help.

With no need for a beginning, nor any reason to end, the music continues. And so, no matter who you are, where you came from, what sins you have committed or hurt you have endured … when you are alone and there is no universe left to remember you. You can always, always rewrite your song.

One might insist that no lives were saved. One might scoff that nothing was returned. But that is as it should be. The songs will change, but the music is never truly gone. A life ends. A life begins. But always, it is here for us to play.