Moledro — “a feeling of resonant connection with an author or artist you’ll never meet, who may have lived centuries ago and thousands of miles away but can still get inside your head…” [Source: Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows]
When we look up at the sky, we are comforted—orbs of light shine back at us, lighting up our paths, letting us know that there is a heavenly guide blinking in the darkness. And yet, these glistening spheres are light years away—it would take millennia to reach the nearest star, civilizations to round the galaxy. When confronted by the vastness of the universe, humanity is just a speck of dust, an insignificant iota of life and emotion.
Some people find inspiration in this observation; other find fear in it—in the fact that we’re all alone, suffocated by miles of vacuum and silence. In the fact that those twinkling beauties are lifeless, burning, faraway entities. So what we need—a connection; if not with an author or artist we’ll never meet, then at least among ourselves. A connection that can be shared across humanity, across poets and writers who seek to bridge the gap we have.
This is what Moledro Magazine was made for.
To reestablish that resonant connection.