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quote from an unknown scribe describing the disappearance of the moon, circa 1110 CE

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what does it matter to us?

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what does it matter to the rock if it is a god or a goddess?

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will the moon still be as beautiful if we figure out how to capture it?

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pareidolia: the tendency to perceive a specific, often meaningful image in a random or ambiguous visual pattern

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(pictured: a screenshot of a discord conversation between friends)

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Uploading found_it.jpg...

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kjhdshfkjghstr???

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i dont believe it

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are we all gonna die

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HELLO?????????

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lmfaooo what is going onnn

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wtf is happening????

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where did the fucking moon go

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where the hell is the moon????

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"I wonder when they're going to
Destroy your face?
It may seem silly, but I don't like
What's been coming down.
'Cause you've been looking good too long,
To change your color now."

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On the fifth night in the month of May appeared the moon shining bright in the evening, and afterwards by little and little its light diminished, so that, as soon as night came, it was so completely extinguished withal, that neither light, nor orb, nor anything at all of it was seen. And so, it continued nearly until day, and then appeared shining full and bright.

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On the fifth night in the month of May appeared the moon shining bright in the evening, and afterwards by little and little its light diminished, so that, as soon as night came, it was so completely extinguished withal, that neither light, nor orb, nor anything at all of it was seen. And so, it continued nearly until day, and then appeared shining full and bright.

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Annals of Saint Evroult, 1110 CE

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i fear that we put too much stock in visibility.

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will the moon still be as beautiful if we figure out how to understand it?

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"Hecate?" "..."

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"Artemis?" "..."

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"Selene?" "..."

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"Nanna?" "..."

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"the rabbit and the buffalo?" "..."

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"the man in the moon?" "..."

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there is not actually a man in the moon. it is only that we have chosen to see one on its surface. in the same way, the moon is not actually a woman. it is only that we have chosen to ascribe womanhood to its curves. the moon is a tabula rasa built into our solar system, and it has had no say at all in what it has become.