Friday, March 25, 2011

The Carnival

A fly buzzed around the dimly lit, very disorderly apartment. It had crept in through a crack in the wall, drawn by the smell of rotten fruit. The bedroom was unkempt and clothes were strewn everywhere about the floor. It passed on into a living room where the structure paralleled the disorganized bedroom. It passed over the head of a sleeping man wearing only a bathrobe, whose hair and grizzled beard showed that he had not showered or groomed himself in the past few weeks. As the fly buzzed over his head, still seeking the smell of rotten bananas in the kitchen, the man stirred.
I was quite suprised to be awoken from my slumber from just the buzzing of one fly. It seemed that noise would have been one just to pass me over, as I continued my sleep. Then I realized. I had been awoken by this fly for a reason. Insects now roamed the skies again! It was time! I sprang from my chair, not noticing how it fell backward and crashed on the floor. I ran to my window and threw the shutters open. Sunlight sprang forward and lighted my apartment, bringing a warm touch to my pale skin. I shouted and whooped for joy! Turning a full 180 degrees, I skipped back to my table where my array of maps and writing were located. I grabbed some dirty pants and a used t-shirt from the floor hurriedly slipping them on. Scooping my maps up, I made a dash for the door. Outside my apartment, I noticed people heading one way down the street. Glancing in that direction, I noticed a carnival had set up shop in the vacant lot next to the animal shelter and the old cinema. I smiled. Perfect for promoting my discovery! I jogged down the street and went up to the ticket man at the entrance. Scooping up money I found in my pocket, I paid for a booth and immediately set up shop. The title "New World Discovery" I thought would be able to bring in many people. My maps and drawings I posted up on the walls of my booth and put on a charming smile for the coming crowds. I received no visitors. Patience I told myself. Yet, as the day wore on I still recieved not one guest. Not one.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Things had begun to change for me during the past few months. After my escapade around town, I had realized society was not quite ready for my discovery so I had yet again closed off my ingenious brilliance to the world. My plan needed more structure and simplicity. I believe the public had to be braced for my world changing discovery. Humans as a collective whole were a simple and one-sighted species. They tend to delve into every fad or craze that a person could want at that time. Fortunately, there were some outliers from this simple race. I am one of these beings. People like me tend to be the ones who advance the world in which we live. With my discovery, I was about to do just that. Yes, the world will seem very different once everyone knows the world is round.
So I had closed my door and locked my locks. My windows were shut and my shades were drawn. I went back to my maps, brought out my calculus books, and scrolled through the pages of history. I drew shapes, figures, and lines. My mind went wild. I was lost in a crazed world. The crazed world of reality. It snowed outside. A wet depressing snow. I did not know and would not know until later. I was waiting for spring.