Anonymous

"Her unblinking eyes have been staring at the world for 500 years. Her gaze still looks over endless streams of men...admirers, stone pelters, connoisseurs and the clueless ... From behind bulletproof glass. In Italian Mona is “my lady”. My lady Lisa. In French she’s “La Joconde” after her married name. In Arabic countries, it is derived from the given name Muna, meaning " unreachable wishes". Has it something also to do with the Indic “Mon” ? In life, she’s belonged to a merchant and in death, to Kings, countries and even a thief. But if you were to ask her she’ll say she’s ever known only one man. The one she opened her eyes to, as his final brush strokes brought her to life. The strokes you can still see on her face if you look close. We look at her ... she looks at him. And in her mind, that is where she belongs.   500 years flowing on the outside. One moment frozen on the inside. Behind bulletproof glass." ... ... ...

"That ball of nuclear fusion is rising in the sky and sends photons streaming through my window. Eight minutes journey as seen by me from across 90 million miles. But instantaneous from the point of view of the photon. And a hundred thousand years spent bouncing around before it could escape from the core. A core that burst into light 5 billion years ago when this star was born. From the same cloud of dust that the earth was. And the matter in our bodies too. Bathing with light and heat every 12 hours this pale blue dot that keeps my species alive day after day. A little tilt away and winter falls. A tilt closer and summer scorches. If this is not magic what is..." ... ... ...