Proteus, the Jurassic prototype human, speaks with luminous shapes, not sounds. The shapes melded to form two plasma creatures, Evita and Adamstown, who ran away together. His companion Archie, an ancient bird who now has the power of speech, knows how Proteus can be reunited with his beloved Evita. Part one is here.
There’s a way for you to join Evita,
who’s shockingly electric,
and would stop your heart
at the slightest touch.
Proteus spoke according to his agreement with Archie,
who snaffled up each luminous entrée created by that word.
And what is that?
You must construct a radiant clone,
you must speak your lonely name,
and your transcendental echo
will walk hand in hand with Evita.
That other me … will not be me,
or if it’s me, I won’t be.¹
The ancient bird shrugged.²
Let’s not get metaphysical.
Something we have never known
we cannot long for.
It’s the best that you can do.
Proteus agreed, and began the recitation
of his name.
Proteus II, the luminous plasmoid version,
shook his head, and replied with sounds.
Get real, dude, this is the new Jurassic.
I won’t be skipping across the ocean
chasing some enigmatic stranger.
The salt water might short-circuit
my internal fluxes.
The two versions of Proteus debated for a time,
contradictory light and sound,
until Archie interceded.
The words of Proteus II had produced
their own creations:
solid protozoan shapes that crawled
and wriggled on the ironsand.
The Proteus duo agreed on the insignificance
of the observation, equally incorrectly.
¹Further lightbulbs omitted for convenience.
²Although I haven’t seen an archaeopteryx shrug, in terms of relative probability, shrugging has to be more likely than speaking English.
the yellow explanation (part above). Image made by VEE, the visual evolution engine.
NB: For the yellow explanation to make sense, you need the full image and a synergistic glass of wine.