it is terrible enough that most living people on this planet never get to relish the raw beauty of the aurora borealis. it is even more terrible that the only means for the select few people that do so are based on luck or money. either be born in those countries already or pay your way across the world to see it
but the most terrible thing is when those facts are thrown across the window during that mystical night of May, when the auroras blanketed the northern hemisphere in its fuller splendor. waking up to those breathtaking pictures and videos on my timeline and was like seriously? another L for southeast asia
the sky gods increased the luck ratio for everyone and damn we were still not a part of it. but perhaps we southerners needed that slow burn. to earn the experience so we can savor it better later in the arc, like a shonen character that finally overthrown their villain and staring at the sunset on the horizon as the credits roll. likewise, we can savor the aurora better when we reach that better state of our lives
that 'ending sequence' essence i get from the aurora and how vivid they can be is the exact reason i view them as the passageway of souls to the afterlife. our breaths get hitched as we look up in strange familiarity because those dancing lights were once life