It was a full moon tonight. Noticed her added brilliance and spunk, so I asked for an interview (with the moon i.e.). The Moon-Office' responded in record timing, such class! Sorry Oprah we have to re-schedule our chat for another time girl. So off to galaxy I went on the 'GALACTIC AIR' (copyright), heard the spaceship MIR was out of commission. Had to talk to the moon, and find out what her secret of un-deterred stability and shine was.
I got there (to galaxy/space) as all my luggage effortlessly floated away from me. Hmmph, I sure miss gravity. I excitedly scampered to find the moon. I sure would have scurried as I always do but some green eyed-monster/bandit stole that motion from me. But I have an arsenal full of more where that came from. See I was born this way.
So back to galaxy we go...When I eventually found the moon, I had to cover my face from all that light and brilliance as I listened intently. Here is what the Moon said:
I am the MOON (you bet you are). My orders are to shine at night. Shed some light in that pitch darkness, give light to the lost travellers trying to find their way and indicate the time to rest for the weary. Even when I am not paying attention to these details, I shine, glow and light up the night by default. That is what I was made to do and that is what I do. I get to go around the world (orbit) and reach its far ends too. I am the MOON and I love being me!
You won't find me yelling at the mountains for being majestic, or railing at the trees for growing tall. Why should I hate the ocean for flowing within her boundaries or curse the sand shore for having dunes. I have no qualms with the stars as they glitter nor do I quarrel with the clouds for their instincts to gather at the appointed time. You won't find me making snide comments camouflaged as an admonition everytime the eagle soars by. I will not convulse each time the peacock spreads and shows her wings, she did not choose to make herself that way.
I am the MOON and it suits me fine. I know my job description, and I am not letting up. Usually I pay no attention to the 'howling wolves' the nerve they have to howl at the moon just because she is out of reach from their selfish control and treacherous devices. While some howl because; they think they should have been the moon. Oh well... They howl angrily and bitterly at the MOON while she shines. It makes you wonder who is doing the 'wolf duty', if these pack are here howling at the moon and making the night creepier than it already is. I mean it is scary because I hear some howl like a wolf, and then when I look I see sheep (wrong outfit). Are you kidding me???
Anyway, like I said I don't have time for these debilitating distractions. Get on the 'moonboat' if you want, we already have some amazing characters who know their place and work and are oh so effective. To the wolves, don't let the Moon smite you please. And no you have no protection, when you meddle and are so dead wrong.
Anyways, I am still the MOON and I have to hurry up and shine while it is night. Because soon it will be day and the SUN will come in all of His glory, radiance and splendour and my job here will be done. Good night lovely people and back you off wolves! Oh for those following the Moon on twitter, here is our new millenial tagline: #cantstopthis
So there you have it, heard it from the source. I for one have to run back to planet earth. My job here is done and I have not eaten a bite since I got to space. My plate keeps flying over my head as my food somersaults right before my eyes. Now I got lettuce stuck on my forehead as the bread bun dances a jig. Have I already said I miss gravity. Okay that's it, back to earth. Oprah do you still have an open slot?...