If slow of mind you’ve been judged, worry not, check first warmth of heart and if sorrows churn there. Some hearts burn rightfully slow, tampering the mind from its energizing sputters of dazzling celestial enlightenment.

All stars shine and fade in the heavenly night. Those biggest egos burning quickest as they flash from existence. Yet a small sun, emerging from such cataclysmic egos, shines long after their eruption.

So it is, only the warmth of a sorrowful heart, humbly freed of sputtering celestial mind, burning slow, can shine steady in the dramatic light of an ego succumbing to its dark weight.

And a dying mind has only the small sun to hope through. For the small sun has already entered the moment of total darkness, shed its weighty ego, and been reborn into perpetual light, experiencing all its glorious colours in between.