MINISTER OF CREATIVITY, copywrite 2015 ————

At night there are no electric lights within the pueblo, only spirit light and the glow in the sky from the nearby city. Marita brought me to the window and we watched the darkness for about an hour when five spirits drove up and exited the car and floated in front of a group of pueblo buildings. They had beautiful colors and changed shape as we observed. Marita whispered to me, “don’t move or talk,” they might perceive us and haunt us instead of whoever they are after. The spirits had modernized too, to keep ahead of humanity, although they had an older car. The spirits zoomed into the crack in a doorway and were busy for a few minutes and then reappeared out in the plaza, huddling amongst themselves, lit up into brilliant colors and then returned to their car and floated between the pueblo structures and then zipped into the glow of the sky. I couldn’t wait until the next day to find out what happened in that home across the plaza.


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