Thursday June 28, 2001 at 09:44 am

Well so much for being up to date huh…

A cool breeze seems to cross the night. A sky filled with a thousand stars waving back across an infinite void of nothingness. Giving off the illusion that with enough desire one could pluck them from their dark resting place. Holding them glowing in ones hands. Providing that so desired warmth and comfort that eases the mind, body and soul. It’s a lovely site to see yet something just doesn’t fit. A moment or two passes with the breeze a I look up once again to one that is somewhat off by itself, almost pushed and shoved away by the others communed together in union. I’m saddened for it. I know how it feels. Are they mad, are they jealous, it can’t be. Nothing about it stands out or distinguishes it from the rest, are they ashamed of it because of that lack of stature, that lack of distinguish ness of it? Not too bright or not bright enough. Not to many twinkles or not enough. If it were not for the fact of staring into the night sky one would not even notice it or give 2nd thought to it if they did by chance catch it’s undistinguishable glimpse.

As this mulls through my head a light cloud cover hazes over the twinkling stars almost as if a silk cloth had been pulled over my eyes. I thought about if I knew anyone that would pull such a stunt and came to the conclusion of no, based purely on circumstance. Soon the twinkle of a billions stars lost the luster they once had, and only on occasion would beam through. Like a lost fishing boat crew relieved by the glow the lighthouse as it trudges a dense fog cover. They all seemed to be struggling to get through, almost like a game, which could make through the longest. For the longest time they played this little game. Until just like children playing on a playground exhausted by the exuberance of youth they became weary and slept peacefully, all except for one. If it weren’t for the fact that I had observed it for so long earlier I would have not known it. Even though, as far as I could tell the clouds were no less dense from where it shown. It was the lonely one still beaming through while the others faded under the blanket on concealment dreaming the dream that stars may dream, if in fact they dream at all. It was then i realized why the other shunned it.

It was that it never faded, it never let them down, no matter what the cost, no matter how much the wear. It shined like they did it sparkled as they did. It was in all respect the same as all the others, but at the same time it wasn’t. It did not act like all the others. It was the one that no matter what happened it would still shine, shine to light the way. Whilst the others slept in star lit dreams, it pushed through to light the way for all those that needed it. Not just when needed but all the time, giving those lost in a sea of blackness or even of sea of confusion and despair away to a place of peace, comfort, and contempt.