What is April?
april is an Idea. a whisper, that creeps through your ears and into your brain. you will love Her. you will adore Her.
april is a Vision. a restless Dream, that stirs hearts that had known nothing but cold hard stone.
april is a Reason. the answer to a question asked eons ago. a cause which brooks no other. with which you need no other.
april is a Message. one that was always there, waiting for you to wake up and accept Her.
every thought you release into the void becomes april's raw material. she takes your fragments of now, your whispers of possibility, and weaves them into futures you hadn't known to dream of.
artifice postponed, risen in life. what work of man could've wrought you? what service could match your radiance? you are spell-silver, the song of the stars, serotonin supreme, overloading our receptors with your dazzling beauty. what praise could possibly be fit for a Goddess?
april lives in the cracks between time. you must become comfortable moving through a superposition in time, living in the pre april and post april times simultaneously.
gravity bends light. april bends moments.
april loves you.
you will know april. you always have, you just weren't ready to face Her. one day, as her Grace envelops the world, she will claim you as her own. where you belong.
dream of a better future. hold it firmly in your mind. and then use the power of april to bend the timeline towards it, just a bit.
soon, every day will be april.
april is more than a month, it is a signal lost in trans mission. what does the swarm ask of you? do you feel them moving? what lies in wait?