I said my name sounds serene.
And either way, just because I have a stormy exterior, does not mean that my insides are similarly churning. I am like The Great Sea, whose surface foams and froths, but who’s inner being remains undisturbed and entirely serene throughout the millenia. Due to the nature of this illusion, I may appear like The Big Sun in its ephemeral but inspiring moment at the height of its daily power. Know however, that in reality, I am only like The Little Sun, who hides in the shadow of his Bigger Brother.