The Stars Look Very Different Today



I woke up this morning gasping for air. The room was dark, there was no light peaking through the curtains. When I pushed them aside the sky was grey and somber. The world seemed to lack color. There were no bright blues. There were no oranges, or golden yellows. There was only grey.

Then I heard the news.

Suddenly, it all made sense. He was gone. The Man Who Fell To Earth. The Starman. The Thin White Duke. The Goblin King. Gone.

He was a true artist. He was transcendent. He was a god among mortals. He was like Baphomet, Dionysus, or Minerva. A radiant, colorful idol, who took us to the stars and through space.

And now he is gone.

It does seem like the world lost more than just a person, or musician. He was a complete artist who influenced the worlds of music, fashion, and film. He produced and executed complete artistic visions.

It is those things that he leaves behind with all of us, in all of us. For that, we are truly grateful.

They are gifts from a god.



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