Just like...

Night sky, nowadays, is full of amazing things. To paraphrase Pogo, I have seen the planets, and they is us.

An the moon is definitely us, little mortals that we are, and especially us MSers.

Even mighty as it is, from our little point of view, it can be disturbed, or perturbed, in astronomical terms; even looking at the astronomical definition, it still falls under what we have ourselves have experienced under the umbrella of "sometimes this sh-t happens."

But think about how it got there; during the early years of the ride around the sun, a chunk of primordial earth-goo broke off from the earth, wandered off into orbit, formed a hard shell like all its sibling rocky planets have, became (basically) spherical. It didn't luck out with oceans and all that stuff the earth had, but it does have its uses.

We only see half(it) of it; the back side, as Pink Floyd famously sings, is known as the dark side of the moon. Yeah, our devices have enabled us to remotely "see" it, but us and our little human eyes aren't so lucky.

But it's us. Whatever it is that it currently has, it ain't what it started as. Yeah, we can experience it as it is, but there are things about it that really, we never will, because they're just unseeable--and thus unknowable. Sound familiar? Yeah, we'd like to conquer it, but we just sitting here looking up at it, no matter how much people may tell us, we can't conquer it--we can't even know it. Heck, we can't even see it as it really is. And come on, if you're like me and can't even leave the house to go have lunch, how the hell am I going to get to the moon?

What we do see, though, changes every day. And its tumultuous beginning aside, it gifts us every day--the tides on our little oceans keep the life all over this planet well, alive. Which is cool in its own way.

But what it was, is no more. It is completely different from anything anyone might have imagined, had they seen precisely how it began. And yet, after changing completely from what it was when it started, it gifts us constantly; the tides, its beautiful night-time light, even the amazing sights of solar eclipses.

Look at the moon tonight, and see yourself. Hammered, ripped apart, pockmarked by what things get thrown at it, and yet it gifts us.

Sounds familiar, doesn't it?

Just like, you know, life.