Liminal Lunar Moments
July 22, 2024 - Last night, an inexplicable connection surged between me and the moon—a feeling too strange to ignore. It clung to me like an unspoken truth, leaving a peculiar weight in my chest. I believe it was either a full moon or the night just before, a time when the celestial body shines its brightest. The clock read 6 a.m. when I noticed its presence, hanging impossibly low on the horizon, defying what I thought I knew about its natural rhythms. Just days before the moon had been distant, a faint curve resting low in the sky as if retreating from the world. But last night, it was different. It loomed enormous, so close it seemed I could stretch out my hand and touch its pale, cratered face. It wasn’t where it was supposed to be. The magnitude of its size and placement jarred me; I could feel the wrongness in my bones, though I am no expert in astronomy to decipher the meaning. All I knew was that this wasn’t the moon I was accustomed to—it was alive with something more. --- Sc...