This really has no meaning....

Yesterday opens before me like the Encyclopedia Britannica -
Voluminously heavy
And oh so outdated.

Somehow I feel I could read each entry if only they were listed alphabetically.
No, instead it is indexed by the color of mood.
(And what mixes between crimson rage and the blues?)

(She says this as she chews a leafy green.)

Forever would make a wonderful book would it not?
Perhaps as a memoir...
No
A true crime thriller.

I laugh and say that it should be a sacred text written in Canadian
But translatable for all to read.

But would the translation make sense?
Latin would surely be more sufficient for the Word Of God.

But the Good News comes in all languages:

Yesterday I received a promise of unmentionable fortune directly to my inbox in binary code.
Shortly thereafter Yahweh's Witness knocked on my door promising
AN INSPIRING MESSAGE FROM GOD.

And the message was in Tenacious Persuasion -- a dialect perfected by
Tent revivalists
and Madison avenue over centuries.

Centuries?!!? Surely you joke.
But I tell you the combined years of talent poured into the delivery of GOOD NEWS
Is staggering. Televised meteorologists are ancient soothsayers incarnate today.
But the true sages of the now are the disembodied voiceover artists on the infocommercials.
(Wasn't that the guy from that show? No, it just sounds like him.)

No - it was God
We are all the guy from that show.

Thus the lingua dei we will change from Canadian to A440 hertz.
Tune me to your favorite lullaby hymn.
Do you hear in HD?

We laugh in ALL CAPS and make it a point to text again.

Soon.

keepintouch
ttfn

see you around the circle of 5ths