Pre-16 Exposition

I've just arrived home. It's about 8.15pm, and the first thing I do when I turn this machine on is to navigate to this webpage. Someone wants to say something really really badly.

For reason unknown I dropped off one stop earlier on my way home, semi-consciously, to just take a walk in the night by myself. I don't know why I do this, but I guess it's good to sometimes just spend some quiet time listening to your thoughts and marshalling their sequences, much like being a self-romantic. At this point I would like to thank the guy who invented blogger, thereby providing such a universally convenient dimension for people to pour out their minds lest they forget such musings in the future.

The sky was unusually clear. It wasn't totally black, instead it was a mixed palette of brown, red and blue. Because of that I was privileged to see the many stars that lined the velvet curtains of night. If there was a word to describe such a sight, it would be pretty. A cool, gentle breeze clung around me and played with my hair, and as I breathed I inhaled the sweet smell of contemplative lonliness. I don't deny that with two it would be sweeter but that's not gonna come round anytime soon.

Back to the stars. The unfortunate thing was the presence of multiple lamp posts that screamed into my eyes whenever I endeavoured to appreciate the celestial models. Man was crafting a world that didn't belong to him, and he was beginning to overdo it. Those lights were bluntly bigger and brighter than that of the stars but, it was only because they were physically closer. When I opened my eyes again, the mystic specks of light just made the man-made fade away.

There was one particular star that caught my eye. It was reddish-orange and much more luminous compared to the rest. I wondered for a moment if it was Venus, but I didn't really care what it was, so long as it was...pretty, as I've said before haha. But as I continued with my promenade I began to realise what those stars really had within them. I saw within their light the friends I had, the mentors under whom I've been disciplined, my parents who have brought me into this existence, and all who cared and are still waiting to care for my tiny little soul. Those stars would be there forever, shining down golden light to show me the way; those stars would hold my hands until I met my maker; those stars were going to be bigger, brighter, warmer, sweeter than any man-made lamp post, composed of mere strips of cold hard metal. It was a beautiful moment of revelation, I'm glad I'm able to write it down here for future recollection.

I must admit, a few strangers shot me bewildered looks. Who wouldn't if you saw a person staring up at the night sky for five minutes in the middle of the pathway. And to add to that, he's smiling like he's never smiled before. Ok that was exaggeration, but it was something like that.

I'm reaching a pivotal age of sixteen in four hours time. Actually, in twenty-three and a half hours time, because I was born at 8pm according to my mum. A sixteen year masquerade, a sixteen year escapade, a sixteen year serenade, or a sixteen year promenade? Time is like a bolt of lightning, today is gonna feel like yesterday twenty years down the road, and when that reality hits you, it can be quite painful.

Time is defined as a system by which we distinguish events. I believe it's more complicated than that. I might die tomorrow, I might end up as the next oldest person in the world (which can still satisfy the conditions of the former statement). All I know and need to know is that I'm following someone who knows what the future holds. It's like buying insurance. You should buy it too. Unlimited warranty :D. Well, this is me. This is my pre-16 exposition.