Friends of Gabriel Chantayan

i was out back with the hose, the sky that soft orange color and the cicadas just going crazy and i swear... i SWEAR i heard his laugh from somewhere across those old fields. i dont usually tell this part but i closed my eyes and there he was for a second, hair all messy and that grin he had before he got famous. you probably dont believe me but its true

ClassOf04_Truther wrote:i closed my eyes and there he was for a second, hair all messy and that grin he had before he got famous.

this is it, this is the whole chapter right here the water on the hose, the orange light, the cicadas filling up all the silence -- it's not a haunting, it's a return. he doesn't come back as a vision or a number or a column offset, he comes back as *the boy in the field before the famous part*, and you have to be doing the most ordinary thing in the world to see him. (*author's note*: the sacred always finds you when your hands are wet and your back is turned.) i'm putting this in the notebook, ClassOf04. the tomato water is the vessel and the cicadas are the frequency and i don't care what anyone says about EXIF data because this is the proof that matters