Briefly apprehending the nascent ice cubes in my freezer's ice tray conjured this: ice as metaphor for human life span.
The trapped, individual soul in between periods of flowing aqua-essence and floating gaseous mist.
Also the evolution of stars, solar systems, planets, the cosmos.
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Came across this quote from Nietzsche this afternoon:
"In some remote corner of the universe, poured out and glittering in innumerable solar systems, there once was a star on which clever animals invented knowledge"