silent sun

March 20, 2009

if life is a universe, i’d be the sun. within my solar system are the entities i care for and love. the rest are nameless heavenly bodies i treat with disregard. a descriptive essay about me says ‘he who walks in serenity and treats the world with nonchalance’ or something like that. i suck when it comes to direct quotation but that was the thought. so true. words and thoughts of those within my glalaxy are the only ones that matter, the rest, i couldn’t care less. half the fun are wasted for minding what others think or have to say. spontaneity. i love that word. follow the dictates of your heart and damn what others say or think. feels good to act and speak and think like the mischievous child, at some point, we all once were. of course you don’t see this part of me, i’m fun and exciting and spontaneous as hell. you’re not part of my system, are you? i’m the silent one to those existing outside my universe.  i am a silent sun to you, not a dead star but a silent one whose thoughts and opinions and spontaneity stops right where the silence starts. right where you are. i am a silent sun, surrounded by the entities i love, respect and care for. the rest, i treat with silent disregard.