The lights in the sky are comparable to our bulbs. Inside the tenements, they blink on and off, not reliable. Like those, the sky lights do the same, keeping us on edge as to whether or not we can rely on them. Like the woman, walking up four flights of steps to reach her $3000 a month apartment on the 6th floor of a broken building, that is loud and stuffy, wonders if she will have to light a candle tonight instead of turning on her light switch, those lights above us are shimmering - making us all wonder, what are they? And how can they be used to our advantage? It seems it is only a matter of time before we can harvest them and ruin them, like the bulbs within the tenements.