Words tumbled like a river heavy with the fresh, icy flow of spring, digging sediment out of pockets in the river bottom, carving channels through silt and rock in search of the ocean. His mind sifted through the debris searching for relevancy within the turbulence; Thoughts provoking well defined images which flickered and then disappeared with the same intensity, flashing like memories within a lucid dream all mystery and notion. He mined this current, digging around stones and reaching deep into the silt, looking for an answer to an unknown question within the depth of knowledge. 

The answers are always right in front of us, disguised and covered by dust until only the slightest bit is visible under the murky flow of collective thought, like an ancient library without a caretaker eventually falls into an immense, jumbled mass of information without any order, effectively preventing its usefulness from being discovered. 

As the early morning fog began to wither and dissipate around him the world became alive with the renewal of a new day, convincing the inanimate buildings to arise. Lights filtered onto the street from countless offices, traffic lights blinking red and yellow, predictable motion organized into the ebb and flow of vehicles along narrow streets. Marko stood in silence, his eyes closed, feet solidly planted, balance shifting from one leg to the other, mumbling indecipherable syllables to the empty morning air.

Everywhere the hum arose, a nearly subliminal stimulation of the nerves. Priming the day like a strong cup of espresso., growing louder like a thousand sodium lights turning on in an empty gymnasium. This was the sound of activity, the silent hum of business as usual, steadily growing louder as the offices lit up and signed in. 

 

Science has shown that dolphins are perfectly capable of speaking English, the main hindrance is that God designed humans to have a speech complex 6 times slower than dolphins, in so doing dolphins cannot understand the words of humans and visa versa, and thus any desire from dolphins to adopt the human languages is devoid of reason.

This has led to a large barrier in speech between the species, and leading to a subtle rivalry where humans decided to further hinder the dolphins speech by use of sonar pinging and other nasty impediments, and dolphins responded by refusing to jump and spin during tourist charters, most likely because their equilibriums were completely out of whack from all the sonar pinging.

Marko stood calmly against the wall, reading thoughts like the morning news. Morning rush hour was always the best time to get a good read on people, before the calamity of daily life approaches them, before the sterility of the cubicle or office surrounds their creativity in a bland, everyday shade of beige. It seemed that the only times to really get a good read on people’s thoughts was during their morning and evening commutes. Where distraction was plentiful and the minds need for stimulation was minimal, daydreams erupt. 

Filtering through the nonsense of common thought, beyond distraction, there lies the essence of our desire. In the honest, weakened state of early morning our perceived reality becomes reliant on our outcome, guided by caffeine and other stimulations into a form we are familiar with. We gravitate toward the path of least resistance, unknowingly steering our collective vehicle into oncoming traffic.

 

But Marko had us all figured out.   Behind the hat sitting on the sidewalk, begging for your attention, beyond the windows hiding confidential conversations in their silver tinting, back against the wall leaning casually against rock, Marko had found the answer.

It lies in our unknowing. Every word we says betrays our secrets, leads pursuers to the gate. A breakdown of communication. Mental stimulation, take our fears and humours and feed them. The internet distracts us, allows for a connection that could never exist. The mental internet that connects us grows daily, weaves a web around us, feeling the hunger, taking the pain, bringing immediate satisfaction to the masses. And without realizing it, we opened the door to everything we have hidden. In the darkest corner, you will find yourself exposed plain for all to see. Orgone surrounds us.