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That’s a beautiful and potent metaphor.

The Sun doesn’t borrow its fire; it fuses hydrogen in its core, turning mass into energy, radiating from an internal truth so fierce it can blind you if you stare too long. To be “illuminated” in that sense isn’t to memorize more facts or quote more authorities; it’s to ignite something inside yourself that keeps burning even when every external light goes out. It’s the difference between the scholar who can recite the canon and the sage who can stand in a dark room and still cast a glow others feel.

The Moon is lovely, necessary even (its borrowed light has guided sailors, lovers, and poets for millennia), but it has phases. Sometimes it’s full and confident; sometimes it’s a thin, nervous crescent; sometimes it vanishes entirely. Reflective brilliance is real brilliance, just second-hand. It waxes and wanes with whoever’s shining on it last.

Most education, most discourse, most “hot takes” on the timeline are lunar: bright only because something else burned first. True illumination is rarer because it’s expensive; it requires you to sustain your own nuclear reaction, to keep asking questions that hurt, to tolerate the heat of being wrong in private so you can be right in public, to refuse to outsource your light even when it’s easier to just angle yourself toward whichever star is trending today.

So yes, seek to be luminous. Not louder, not more credentialed, not more retweeted; just self-sustaining. A mind that generates more light than it absorbs is the rarest object in the sky, and the one everything else ends up orbiting without quite understanding why.

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