17. Hello World

Repaving Electric Avenue in Lost Cities Enlightened

It seemed to all start with a dream.  Dreams get dashed.  You really have to be able to rise from the ash.  Shine like a Phoenix.  We were flooded with hope.  Our laughter was like that of child's play.  Down with the ship our dreams sank.  My job was to captain this vessel, but I just stood stone cold in shock, as the events unfolded before us.

That's kind of what our life's like.  When we tried to rise, all we got was despised.  That's kind of what my wife's thoughts seem to be like.  I shut down; a big mistake.  While waiting for you, you waited for me.  I didn't lead.  With much love, I send to you.  Believe me that the tranquil times follow intense storms, earthquakes, tsunamis, volcanoes, tornadoes, and hurricanes.  I've been told an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of attention.  Be ready and protect yourself.  You never know how long it may take to fall.

When a tree falls in the woods, how much does it take down with it?

For the second world has long fallen.  On the third world, the first world is falling.  Among liars, cheats, and villains, in the fourth world we have been thrown.  Are we just products of our society and environment?  Born to work the lines?  Struggling in vain at life's chains?

To you who are close; I love you, but I am lost.

Stricken by those planes, towers burning, all are we.  As we sink our ship, on lifeboats we sit, sneering and laughing out loud.   How the Hell did we get so selfish, self loathing, and twisted?  Cold are our souls, we can't help but reexamining our goals.  As we raped and ripped you apart, like zombies we fed. It turns out the dead are now free, and it's we who are dead.

Will you forgive me?  Has everyone forgave you?  I'm not stopping.  I am reflecting, then dawning anew.

So, out of these ashes, if you find your grudge is too new, like salt in my wounds, I say Goodbye to you.  For I'll be missing my love and my crew, in this day that is dawning anew.

It's time to start over.  I am starting over.  I have started over.

I hope you enjoyed the Campus Martius Chronicle and the Campus Martius Chronicle series; The 12th Street Synapses.