I was working on some 3D stuff when suddenly the TNB-powered electricity supply decided to shut down half of our neighborhood of a good 1/2 mile in diameter, all shrouded into total darkness. As the last ions of the LCD monitor flickers into blackness, what to do? It was hot and stuffy indoors with those dang mosquitoes having a night brunch fiesta. I could almost here them guitaring little chorus of La Bamba in my ears. So off I go outside… cool air and…..

Gosh! what a sight… a sight I had almost forgotten. Above my head, everyday, it’s there for me to see it’s beauty. The stars. Those beautiful stars. Alpha Centauri. A celestial pageant. Big Dipper. Casseopeia. Mufasa….. erm, Mufasa? oops sorry, too much Lion King. It’s almost like a couple of years since I just had to turn 45 degrees upwards to see them beauty sparkles. Lazy me. I sat on the car porch leaning over my car, just doing nothing but looking at ze million dots. It was pure pure natural beauty. At least, I couldn’t see what NASA and the space race has done to the earth’s orbital waist with those jettisoned junks.

Anyway, it was only the killing of man-made illumination that made me see the naked natural sparkle of beautiful lights SO CLEARLY and it made me ponder on what had happened a couple of years back during the last economic recession.