It was a late spring nite. The stars shined brightly in the sky, while the moon rained above all, only to show half its face. Under all of its glory laid a young boy. He was in the land where nature and technology crossed. Though in this parallel, the nature seemed to engulf him. Closing his eyes he listened. The slow chirps of crickets, the soft gust of wind, the lite rustling of trees; all of it consuming him. But it was just too much 4 him, he opened his eyes. The mix of darkness from the midnite sky as well as the sparkle from the stars took over. Yet, he noticed something. His eyes wavered to a known constalation; the big dipper. It consister of 7 stars. But..he saw something that he hadnt noticed be 4. The star connecting the handle and dipper itself was very DIM, yet its company was shining strong with all their energy. The dim star....was him. Surrounded by brite and all knowing freinds...only to be the weaker unoticed. How could this be? To be so weak, useless, unimportant. Among all these other stronger "stars" he wonders how he fits in. What his place? Is there a place here 4 him? If so...is he simply the one unoticed? He ponders the thought....as he is taken away from reality...hes untouchable...

posted by Philip at 12:39 AM