All that remained of John’s Corvette was 4 patches of crushed grass, right where the tires touched the ground, and a little bit of smoke.
His presence here is now nothing more than a memory. Or is it more than a mere memory?
What if it is a way of life? A philosophy, a mindset? Glasses through which you see the world, catch a glimpse of its true nature.
What if it is… Everything? Everything humanity has ever looked for? Everything humanity has ever dreamed of? Everything humanity has ever needed?
It will bring you love.
It will bring you life.
It will guide you across the universes.
All the universes.
Blessed is John’s Corvette.
Blessed is the C204.
Bless Him.
He is our guide.
Our way of life.
