If I could be a creamy star in the velvet blanket of darkness we come to know as sky and live hanging comfortably between quantum mechanics, gravity, and the pendulum theory in a solar system far and wide to finally live far longer larger and more elegantly than my creation could prosper. I choose to live a life with sour plots and bitter endings and inevitable sudden death that processes slowly; should i finally meet such a creator of such a star like the star I might be. I hurry to you so I may see with my naked eyes ironically veiled by the unknown, a light and beauty unforeseen to man. And grace me with the formula of destiny, or the formula to the universes, or just simply to myself. Where this star that I might be won't reach what I will reach, I rush a darned life like this and hurry to what is above all stars I might not wish to be --Allah. (swt)