more ramblings

Silence.

More or less.

As I floated higher into the grey sky, I started to think ...Do the elements communicate with eathother? Can the sun tell the clouds where to go? Does the sky warn the earth when it's about to reak its tumultuous havoc?
Deep and dark in the thickest, mossiest woods, animals must communicate in their furry little animalistic way; I'll even bet that plants communicate with eachother and all it's photosynthesis and such--are we SO arrogant to think that unless we "hear" it, it's not being said? I think we are.

...I think we are..

Did you know that stars-although none are visable on this overcast afternoon-are mostly dead? ...Right? The light we see comes to us over the period of centuries and finally, one night, that beam meets its final destination with your eyes. Other worlds (I'm sure) in other galaxies will have the pleasure thereafter. But the star, however, the "living source" doesn't exist anymore. Yet, it's light, shines ...as if, still alive.

oh, To be a star.