Spring is finally here. With the globe and its stupid warming, lets very well say - summer is here. Life is finally better. Moreover, the latter half of the day becomes better. With all the urban animals out of their hibernation, life seems to be back in the nights. Go out. Drink well. Eat a little. Stop worrying about jackets or shivering. Summer is brilliant in so many ways.
And the best part is up there. Its seems ages since I've looked up and seen a clear nightsky. Thankfully, city lights have not spoiled its interesting randomness. Stars have always been part of corny lines, of midsummer nights dream, of creation and creativity, of joining the dots, of dandruff, of big bears and half-horses, of beautiful women and messages from the other world, of the part of life that everyone has always taken for granted.
And this, precisely is what is brilliant of them. They are just points. Shiny points with a hint of mystery. You can do anything with them. Pick one up here and another there and create your partner's face. Laugh about them as parts of the latest Head and Shoulders Ad. Seek deeper meaning. Get sick of the deeper meaning and simply go to sleep under them. The big bluish black sheet with glitter thrown all over it is all you need. You can do whatever you want with that glitter. It helps you dream (and fuck the whole theory about rapid eye movement.. dreaming is a good thing). It helps you create something that is yours and entirely yours. Even if you're a show-off you wouldn't ever be able to explain or make someone else see what you see in the aforementioned fabric. Feels like a customised God of the self. Feels like the center of this huge semi-sphere.
Someone said that nature loves symmetry. I think nature loves chaos and randomness.
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