The time of Vega is once again approaching. I'm referring to the fact that Vega used to be the North Star. Now our North Star is Polaris. But because of the precession of the equinoxes, every year Vega comes closer and closer to ascending and assuming the North Star throne...It's supposed to happen around the year 14,000. Where will you be then? Will you still have that ugly-ass mesh baseball cap you never wear?Will you still be afraid of public speaking?
There are other North Stars in the mix, but Vega is the brightest. Maybe that's why this graf artist takes Vega as his/her namesake. Or maybe it's that "vega," which means "meadow" in Espanol, comes from a root word that means "falling" in Arabic. Meadow like the Serengeti on her cool menses spraying falling stars onto the retinas of the no-dick Joneses, whose television won't stop barking at the sodium lights like faded limes at the switching station, where Isis and Osiris dally, burn one, and lick the comet into the curl of a field holler...
Lost 12,000 years in the future and wanna get back home? Look to Vega. She'll help you. Stuck down South of the Manson-Nixon line? Call on Vega, brother. He'll guide you to El Norte. And if the cards ain't stacked, maybe you'll even get a lift in his pimped-out gondola, resplendent with sphinxes and moons, alloy rims, and the airbrushed likeness of an ancient fellahin matriarch of Old Tehran, guiding the seas together.
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