“How was I to know, I was far too much in love to see? Oh, Jealousy, look at me now. Jealousy, you got me somehow. You gave me no warning, took me by surprise. Jealousy, you led me on.”
There’s a bright star anytime the Sun waken up the day, sometimes it could be seen as double stars. Alongside with Venus, it kept on giving brighter stratosphere to the sky, either in the morning and or evening of the day. Then, since the beginning of the dawn, the Earth having no ordinary atmosphere anymore. By the burst upon the clouds of doubts, the shimmery lights of pseudo-stars shine on their glitters upon any hearts to be cheerful in happiness with a quite long-term effects of joys. Until the night come, and they just vanished, washed away by the rest of stars which envied by their exquisite compulsory among the others floating massive perfect-circled-round things on the universe.
“I don’t mind if they, the rest of Nighty Stars, couldn’t except our existence, since our brightness and luminosity not more than just a glimpse of Sun’s reflections towards us. Besides, we really could never be categorized as star anyway, not in any science and or astronomical-facts-kinds of books,” said Venus, as if remembering her own positions as the personification of femininity, beauty, and any other core indoctrinated either socially, spiritually, and or emotionally for marketing segmentation purposes.
“Well, it’s not that I’m not accept the fact that I also not such stars, but the way they, The Nighty Stars keep on their bullying track mode, made me sickened and tired. Like I’m gonna puke from all of my surfaces’ crates, and exploded it through the Sun as the way blind-spot been seen from Earth!” replied Mercury, in contrary.
Mercury could not stand it anymore, moreover one time, he even already dared himself to ask the Ultimate Universe for letting him to be Supernova, then burst himself as a newborn star, just so The Nighty Stars wont bullied him anymore as pseudo-stars. But how come such planets that belongs to a Solar System would get such Big Bang effect, if the Central-Star of them, the Sun, didn’t blow up yet? Then Mercury, with all of his strength and power, let all of the Milky Ways orbiter know that he want and shall be a real star, not just a fake one as if he get his shiny lights only from the glimpse of Sun’s eternal flame.
Meanwhile Venus, enjoying her well-being as one of idolized planets by women, in majority, getting more attention and more stardom affection, especially from Earth, despite of her disgust feelings of Mercury. It’s not that Venus didn’t like Mercury, but the fact that she’s excepting the ways of fake situation, and make it something more than real, was oppositely plausible denial towards any syndrome which has been gathered by Mercury as something that need to be fighting for, to be achieved, not only to be received.
While Venus much more getting away from Mercury each rotation, gravity by gravity, fugal and petal inwards-towards the Sun, Mars can not do anything but try to understand what was really happened between both of them. Then Mars started asking any reasoning that might or might not been replied by either Venus or Mercury. Since Mars also been idolized as the personification of gender by the people of Earth, majorly by men, then he asked Venus first, from the perspective of parallel longitudes.
“So tell me, Venus. What’s wrong with you and Mercury? Isn’t two of you like Best Friend Forever?” asked Mars.
“It’s just, we didn’t have the same ideology towards stardom anymore. While I think that being a fake was something worth to be gratified, he thought that being a star was something else. He want to be the real one, in-fact getting a Big Bang if should, as the causality to be reborn as Supernova,” replied Venus.
Then Mars personally asked Mercury about the information he gather from Venus,
“Do you really don’t wanna be pseudo-stars, even if by being them might giving you the same amount of worshipers’ affection effects from all the temple of Earth?”
“You just don’t get it, do you? No one get it. I want to be Star, the real one, not fake as Venus, or get worshiped for something surreal. I just want to be me, but having my own lights, not borrowed from the reflection beams of Sun’s glimpse of eternal flame,” answered Mercury to Mars.
“Poor Mercury,” said Mars. “You’ve just trapped on your own Jealousy, the Infinite Jealousy, that can not be healed by love, but might be by annihilation,” something that might have reciprocal and congruent understanding with suicidal thoughts of human being. “By the time you become Star, you have to sacrifice your own self to get burnt eternally caused by the flame of living fire. But first, to get burnt for ever after, you have to go to hell by your biggest sin ever to be seen and get exposed through the entire galaxy. Thus after that, all the shame and blasphemy towards you might granted your wish upon extra-terrestrial hipper-existence. Then, you’ll might go to the shameless phase, when anything you do is not more than just to get yourself keep on burning by your eternal fire,” told Mars to Mercury.
“Then, I prefer to be such Eternal Icy Fire Star, whom by its coldest icy characterization, get burnt not only by itself to became anti-pseudo-stars, but anything which might touch and or through into it also be!” stated Mercury, paradoxically.
Since then, there’s no more conversation regarding the existence of stars between them, while Venus and Mercury still not getting along no matter how close they were to one each other. And Mars could only seeing the two of them from apart, and realize how their togetherness every morning and evening were the coldest fire of infinite jealousy, that any cosmopolitans could ever witness, until the universe collide.
And I could only starred them here from Earth, approx an hour before the rising Sun, speechlessly.