Third Try: Ante Geometric Aha

Friend,

Humanity went extinct at 2am today

much to our surprise.

The French Impressionists labored on 'til 4, but all anybody's talking about is how the crowds failed to pour in to witness Monet's mind's last construction. The enlightened man watches through his ears as all of thought explodes, but he just wants to be promoted once the milk has expired and the honey has congealed.

"Every man for himself," he says, "it's how the world is run."

But you know he's lying -- don't you? -- He forgot to mention Eve. The night that came to Earth before us will define what our virgin eyes see. That's when he'll corrupt you; that's when you'll be blamed... Who could walk to the Louvre, when they're trapped in the reeds? The blue-blonde children sleep and the industrial slaves, with their age-blinded eyes, forge every adamant link in the blanket of chains. The smoke rises, a mask, as the rain drives into the streets of the cities. You must know what to do, but know you must not cry. Tears get lost in the crowding rain; you can't be there always to hold on to their hands.

Look darling, the old and the new do the dance of battle on the horizon like lightening. They're fighting for our approval and nobody cares how wicked. They ride without horses; pale beasts they are.

But here I am anyway. Gliding across the bridge in the hammer of the deluge that surrounds the bus. The purple orange darklight drifts like laughter to embrace me so softly from the sky. The people melt to silhouettes around me, swirl into each other 'til they're all one.

And I'm smiling.

Promise me the gently in your voice. Forget the glory of the moon and the color of your eyes, but always always always see him that cries. Write without punctuation. Hold congress at disorientation. Drift to sleep as the sun rises just to wake with the glorious twilight. Kiss everyone on their lips. Scream NO to all that would try to prevent you from doing what you feel in your soul. Do everything to put your mind on the Key Bridge to feel what I feel today.

We'll start it all over at midnight.

Regards,

Jonas Briedis