Facebook announces it. Look out the window, it has already arrived, now, in the middle of September. With the house lighted up, you cannot see anything, the sky is hiding something.
Get out, go to the balcony, from there you will see everything. The green snake that shines. It twirls above the adjacent buildings covering them with its veil. The level of magnetism is high. And you know what that means.
It is now or never. You could stay inside until your hair dries. But you know that opportunities like this one are unique. They do not wait or ask permission.
Get far away. Return to the gloom. Park in the middle of nowhere. There, where rodents run, where silence exists. Where darkness is not a refuge, but it is a great company.
It seems to dissipate. It already fades away. The sacrifice was useless. You return to the car, you need the heat brings you back the desire to go out. You return once again. And suddenly, it comes back. More haughty and brighter. Saturating with emerald the vault. It bends, it stretches. The celestial harp, with twinkling strings. It grows, falls apart and multiplies.
It rolls up on you. It surrounds you. Hundreds of needles pierce you. It takes away your breath.
You become soul.
You become thread.
You become a string.
You join the cosmos.
You are now infinite. Because in the end you were nothing.