I see nothing. I feel nothing. I am only a cold, hard ball.
I am center.
But center of what?
Small flickers of light surround me. Stars. Silver and bright.
But I am not like them. My insides roll and curl. I am moving, towards a point. To something not yet visible.
I know I am on a journey.
I know I am becoming.
Other objects fly past me. They are icy rocks with jagged surfaces. They almost crush me. But I push past them.
Then I pass giant, round balls. They pull me close to them, but I squeeze past their force. One flamed at me, boiling up as I darted past it. It wanted to suck me into its lava pools, but my core is strong.
I am the center of myself.
A glow surrounds me now. A warm, fuzzy bubble encircles me. I like its presence. I am safe from rocks and ice. This light protects me.
A yellowish-orangey circle looms before me. A few dark spots pollute the circle.
I want to pull away from it, but it’s sucking me closer – the power of its gravity overtaking me.
I am expanding. The yellowish-orangey ball is pulling particles from my nucleus. I am stretched out, long and pointed and skinny. My streak of light points away from the orange ball, scattering dust and crumbs of myself. Pieces from me fan across the stars.
I am center still, but now with a swooshing tail. It swings away from the yellowish-orangey ball. I am arching towards the next orb. The one is blue and green, swirled with white. I am drawn to this ball. I’m stretching. From me, bursts light.
Wait – I’m splitting.
My tail has grown and divided.
I am powerful! I am more than center! I am fully me!
I shoot into the blue-green orb.
The yellowish-orangey ball sinks away from the blue-green orb, disappearing from its horizon. It leaves a leftover array of colors – pink, purple, more orange, more yellow. I join the colors. They draw me in. My tail swishes. My center warms.
I point to the stars, ready to leave the colors, to move past the blue-green orb. I am fading from this atmosphere, not made to stay here long.
But I catch a glimpse of something.
Waving hands. Shouting voices. Fingers pointed. Smiling faces.
They see me!
I have seen nothing like this on my journey here.
Should I be afraid? Should I move closer? Can I stay?
But my tail is fizzing out. The particles disintegrated in the air. As I move up and away, the solar wind catches me, blowing me out of sight of the waving creatures.
My orbit continues. Out past the blue-green orb, away from the yellowish-orangey glow, towards the sparkling stars of the universe.
The smiles haunt me. I shrink.
I return to my center.
I will seek to circle back, to repeat this loop in a million years or so, looking for the faces.