the floating image of Joan of Arc ten feet tall in the dark theater in New York 2002 drizzling a little bit of gray sky somewhere up there past the cement monuments which will stand as long as the pyramids if we let them the trees in Central Park refresh the air are leafy damp brown autumn smells like beauty or garbage depending on your mind being half empty or totally some kind of creation from a Sci-Fi show the future is in the hands of the cab drivers who make a living on the East Coast West Coast San Francisco Bay Area with the bridge that may last as long as the pyramids if the quakes don't knock it down a monument to rust and money big sky dream of all you want are you crazy are we all is nobody who chooses somebody to be it a definition in a book some people agree on otherwise there is nothing there but vibrations so say the freaky people but if everyone says the same then its normal and what is freaky normal is this social construct cuzz bring back someone dead from 1710 and he will think we are all Devils or Gods or he will just fold up his head and dance with the yellow butterflies are yellow march of god they are next top of the line food chain 10 million years from now our fossils will be to hard to find if not impossible maybe the evolved butterflies won't even want to dig anything it just never occurs to them that in the dirt is a thing worth effort their cities will be in the air of course because the meteor that hit and wiped us out also changed the weather on the entire planet and for the last 10 thousand years the winds have been really mellow like 30 or 40 miles per hour tops no more hurricanes or tornadoes either and a bad storm is 3 inches of rain in 2 days then lots of puffy blue sunshine before the next one comes and it will come and the smart butterflies will deal with it in some type of cognitive way they will also have God WOW i'll bet shhe will be a pretty butterfly