Madman Diary

Starry starry night, silently watching us under the dark sky;  under their watchful eyes, pedestrian walking through the valley of darkness feeling safe…

Starry starry night, the source of the light (the stars) might have been long time dead a few million light years ago before its light reach the earth; many innocent life wasted/killed under the daylight…let along during the starry starry night.

Starry starry night, under the same old sky of few thousand years ago people looking for purpose in life in religion, or philosophy, or any means to achieve summum bonum (greatest goods). few thousand years later, the pursue for highest good still however sometimes achieved by committing bloody soaked crime as the pillars of their belief.

Starry starry night, under the heavily polluted smokey sky, tonnes of toxic waste dump into nature; gallons of wine drunkard the young and the old one; bunch of ‘holy’ man condemned the sinner… many were slayed by sword, or drown in sea or river, or burn at stake, or even crucified, or its someone/country being attacked/bombed…. done in the name of God.

Starry starry night, in the days where human eyes having difficulties differentiate between the stars and the satellites. In the eyes of the no-nonsense scientists, the faithful devoted creationist are as clowning while clumsily dropping the logics and reasons all over the place while trying to juggle them.

Starry starry night, the cruel world might painted the night sky with blood and decorated it with skulls…there is still some scent of love in the air, the truth still continue to rain unto earth, hope still continue to sprang from the dirt. Many will continue to complain, or to mumble/rumble, or to criticize; there still some odd people like the stars, selflessly light the world through sacrificial love…

Yes, it’s pointless to make a wish upon the star as the stars might have already long time dead million of light years ago. But everyone should at least ponder upon about the possibilities of one’s love like the light of the star, able to reach/touch the heart even if the deeds is done million of light years ago…silently but shining, burning but not condemning, self-sacrificing but it’s effect is far reaching, illogical thus make it wonderful…

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!

In the dark blue sky you keep,
While you thro’ my window peep,
And you never shut your eye,
Till the sun is in the sky,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!