Advertising pocket calendar from 1992 for "La Bomba-Chita," a shop that still exists today.
Obverse (Front Side): Features a romantic, retro illustration with an 80s or early 90s aesthetic. It depicts the silhouette of a young couple under a starry sky, connected by a circuit or energy that forms a large, luminous lightning-bolt-shaped heart.
"Behind the myth of the cosmic spark and the joining of souls, there are only two brains exchanging electrical impulses and neurochemistry. We supply the poetry; physics supplies the current."
"The universe was not pregnant with life, nor the biosphere with man. Our number came up in the Monte Carlo game."
— Jacques Monod, Chance and Necessity (1970)
Jacques Monod's quote is from the final chapter (Chapter 8, titled "The Kingdom and the Darkness") of his seminal work Chance and Necessity (Le Hasard et la Nécessité, 1970). The original French reads: "L'univers n'était pas pregnant de la vie, ni la biosphère de l'homme. Notre numéro est sorti à la loterie de Monte-Carlo." It remains one of the most famous summaries of evolutionary biology and 20th-century skeptical, materialist thought.
Two silhouettes face to face, connected by headbands or electrodes, project a heart made of lightning and electric current against the starry night. The image was intended to be romantic, but viewed through the cold lens of science, it turns into an unwitting lesson in molecular biology. As Monod pointed out, living organisms are strange objects in the universe: microscopic systems of blind precision operating under the laws of physics and chemistry.
What poetry and popular culture insist on calling "love at first sight" or a "soul connection" is nothing more than the result of a biological lottery—a chance encounter between two trajectories that, upon crossing, trigger a thoroughly ordinary electrochemical cascade.
The irony of the illustration lies in its literalness: the wires and electricity binding the lovers connect them not to the cosmos, but to raw matter. The luminous heart in the firmament is a fiction manufactured by the brain to make sense of the spark. The universe, meanwhile, remains mute and indifferent in the background.
And yet, defying all skeptical reason, culture insists on wrapping that electrical current in eternity, repeating the old refrain Michael Hutchence sang during the golden years of INXS:
"I was standing
You were there
Two worlds collided
And they could never tear us apart..."
— INXS, Never Tear Us Apart (1987)
There lies the true tension: between the cold mechanics of bodies exposed by science and the stubborn urgency of myth. When all is said and done, the luminous heart in the firmament will remain the cherished fiction with which we try to warm a brief spark amid stellar indifference.


