YOU ARE ROCKET SCIENCE (A Brief Guide to Fueling the Fire)

They know you hold the key to what makes the stars sparkle in the night and since they can’t bear your heat or your heavenly sight, know they work diligently to keep you from your inevitable ignite.

 

   Elton John knew what was up: our truest self is much like a candle, providing illumination and warmth in an otherwise cold and dark world. Our spirit could be considered the flame, our inner light that spreads brightness all around; and giving sight in the confusion of blackness. But what about when our flame dwindles and all we can think about is the ultimate extinguish? How can we not consider this ultimate blackout, given our advantage of being able to know that like wax  and wicks our own flesh and bone will one day disappear from the world we now inhabit? Although John created a beautiful analogy of the troubled soul and the wind-plagued flame, he only focused on the moment of demise; the climax of all those blustery days and nights that the darkness swore it would overtake, eventually doing so after bluffing for a lifetime or so. Wind also spreads fire. If your candle would venture out to the lands of brush and lightening, the vast belly and breast of the  wilderness where fire is both enemy and lover then your chances of becoming extinguished would increase, while your probability to spread and grow would exponentially rise.
   Something to consider, especially when the artificial aspects of your life began to feel more like a dull death than a liberating convenience. Going outside, and especially to places still retaining the instruments of ecology: grass, bodies of water, flowers, trees, rocks, etc. could be surprisingly healing for you, not because you’re a far-out vegan or even one who enjoys hiking or camping. The peace and roundedness you gain from planting yourself in the unspoiled natural world for even a few minutes is, I assure you is nothing but basic chemistry. How are we to feel our purest and most potent when living in a foreign and pseudo ecosystem?
   And water? Sure it puts out fire, but speaking of artificial environments let’s not underestimate the adaptability given in the oddest circumstances to every creature. The upside to the chemist-gone-rogue venture that is industrialized living is the wildcard factor. Sure water extinguishes regular fires, the kind our troglodytic ancestors huddled about. But like themselves their fires were simple and uncomplicated, consisting of detrius and not much more. Today things are not so simple, and not so hard; a variation of safety and apathy, cosmic enlightenment and suburban sprawl. If one used water to control a chemical fire or electrical fire or even combustible metal fire it may only become greater and more powerful when doused with H2O. The real question is what kind of flame do you have? Is it seeped in chemicals that behave unpredictably or is it infused with lightening-like energy that is as mysterious as it is ruthless? Or could you even burn in the newest fire category D that is represented by fire professionals as a star? This category consists of combustible metals usually only used by those shaping our lives by innovating our technologies. Sometimes the simple overuse of blankets can kill the fire, and other times a man-made chemical soup will do. Then again there are times when there is nothing left to do but let it burn itself out.
   But isn’t the point we’re trying to increase our self-contained glow, making our mini-brilliance brighter and bolder? Well, if that truly is the case then we have to ask ourselves how big of a flame is too big? And how luminescent do we wish to become? And are we concerned with how fast our waxy shell survives? And if we do increase our tea light to a tiki torch can we adjust to the heat? To conclude I’ll propose that an appropriate analogy it may have once been, we are now in an era of gas grills and communal fire pits. Our light is more easily merged with others and not so easily contained, while the winds have increased and the rain comes in sheets.
   So DO NOT FEAR wind or water because YOU are NOT your mother’s candle. That would be like saying a chariot is the equivalent of a Chevy. No, today you are something far more vast, far more dazzling, and far more equipped to deflagrate. Yeah, times are tough in a doomsdayie sort-of-way, but don’t you dare fool yourself into believing that so are you. A candle!? Ha! Is it 1842??! You, dear one are a product of the best of old and the greatness of new. You are an alchemy gem, an electrical light show and yes, you propel expansion because YOU ARE ROCKET SCIENCE; metallically born to explode and propel even the weightiest of objects into the vast reaches of outer space. They will try to convince you your inborn photon blaze is small, separate and scared of a breeze or dewdrop. DO NOT LISTEN TO SUCH NONSENSE! They despise you since they have not that sacred spark. They are like lightbulbs and there is no mass lightbulb awaiting them. Their only hope to avoid the void they chose for themselves long ago is to stifle the true beacons in an attempt to separate them from The Father Flame. They know you hold the key to what makes the stars sparkle in the night and since they can’t bear your heat or your heavenly sight, know they work diligently to keep you from your inevitable ignite.  

 

 

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