Graybeard,
Congratulations on your star.
Your post finally just appeared—don't know where it was hiding—maybe you put a spin on it and we just detected the same spin here. Good job.
Favorite Stars
Ever wonder just how rich you could be, laying claim to gold, silver, jewels, and gems owned by no one? You can, anytime. At night I open up the heavens’ vault, my safety deposit box of valuable stars—one of whose planets contains all my wealth.
There are billions of stars, quite enough for everyone, but, can one can really only own a star—yes, if it is one’s favorite star. Mine is Betelgeuse in Orion, a large dying red giant. Although it has already expanded into the orbits of its first 2 planets, I own the 4th planet, one that no one else has ever claimed. And I’m planning to homestead there someday. The planet contains unlimited amounts of gold, silver, platinum, diamonds, and many other rare crystals—all mine.
For 6 months of the year my favorite star is hidden, but, in early autumn, if I stay up late, I can see Orion rising, his shining sword of nebulas gleaming in the black sky, and blue Rigel, a near favorite, sparkling on his boot, but it’s Betelgeuse, on his shoulder, that I really love.
Although I am looking from Earth, I am no less out in space than is any other star. Yes, we are all far out, in fact, relatively speaking, from the galactic center, being in the middle of one the spiral arms of the Milky Way. Anyway, I’ve chosen to leave my infinite wealth right there on the planet, since at least I know where it is. If I brought it here, someone night try to steal it.
To get through the other 6 months of the year, I’ve chosen orange Arcturus, in the Scorpion, which, due to ancient disputes and treaties, can never again be in the same sky with Orion the Hunter, having, in fact, once bitten him. Orion still hunts him, but, of course, can never catch him.
I own many favorite stars, actually, but I sometimes wonder, while enjoying the serenity of these deep dark nights, if in fact they haven’t come to own me.