As the boy and girl looked up to the sky, the sunset shining in their eyes, we can imagine ourselves looking back down on them and all our friends, waving from the moon or even a shooting star. Imagine too the boy’s message:
Like a soft glow
Spreading from person to person
Moving outwards still,
Forming a great electrical network
Becoming evermore complex, like inside our minds
A nervous system coming to awareness of
Or is it remembering?
This most ancient of all truths.