Silence please

It took a long time for the words to come out. They seemed happy inside. At peace with the outward silence caused by their absence. Ever seen a beautiful flock of birds chirping away, complaining about lack of job opportunities, gossiping about someone's wife who wasn't within an earshot, inquiring latest news from the wars of distant birdlands and overall enjoying their afternoon siesta in a shadows of self content tree? No matter how hard is the urge within you to be another free bird and join them in that happening gathering, you got to stop yourself or one step towards that flock and the gathering is dispersed.
Words were reluctant to shatter this gathering around me. What would they do when they wouldn't be able to loop a conversation? What will they do when they wouldn't be able to pierce any ears? What will they do when they wouldn't be able to amuse anyone? What would they do when they wouldn't be able to harm anyone? To ramble is to hope. Hope that something coherent comes alive from the mess. Incidentally, to hope is to ramble. Ramble on in the meaningless mess for to breath life in to the hopes...


Some days are like this, nothing matters to me. Not even my existence as a shengdana. Not even this republic. Not even that jealousy to the queen. Queen looses her sexiness. Republic looses its public. And shengdana looses his words. Then suddenly I remember my friend. My fellow shengdana. Once he argued with about the importance of free thinking because he was so goddamn influenced by someones else s views about importance of free thinking. He wasn't being a fool, like I would have declared last year. He wasn't being a naive, like I would have declared last month. He wasn't being a looser, like I would have declared last week. He wasn't being a words to be neglected, like I would have declared yesterday.
For me, today, he was just being one. One, with a thought. One, without any differences. One, with a conscience. One, with the mess. Mess that includes everything. Now its up to me to either ramble or hope from here on...


Someone uttered a word "lonely"?
Ohh... That word was so happy inside...