If a Tree Falls
in the Forest . . .
by Michael C.
Nothing ever becomes real till
it is experienced.
The last thing Brandon was about to
do was point out the obvious to his fellow
commuters. If other drivers didnt see the
glimmering obelisk that towered above the highway
at Exit 11, it was their loss. How could they
not see this incredible object? he wondered.
Why am I the only one looking at it? Its
ever-changing colors were more than awe inspiring
to him. They were captivating to the point that
on a couple of occasions he had almost driven off
the road staring at the unique vision.
Finally, one day at work it got to
him that nobody had even mentioned the existence
of the breath-taking sight. Not a single soul
claimed to have seen it, even though many of his
cohorts took the exact same route to work as he
Come on! he exclaimed,
frustrated. You cant miss it.
Its incredible! Reaches to the sky . . .
for heavens sake!
Where is this thing again?
asked his cubical mate.
At Exit 11. You were in front
of me this morning getting off the highway at that
exit, Gil, and youre saying you didnt
see it? I saw it, and I saw you.
I guess not. Ill look
for it on the way home.
Cant fathom how you
overlooked it. Its tall as a skyscraper and
changes . . . first blue, then red, then green,
then something else. Some shades Ive never
even seen before. Cant even describe them.
The next morning Brandon was eager
to get his fellow workers impressions of
the Protean column, but to his astonishment, once
again no one seemed to have seen it.
You guys are just pulling my
leg, and its not funny either,
protested Brandon. Whats wrong with
His fellow telemarketers just shook
their heads in confusion and went back to work. Idiots!
thought Brandon. Obviously, theyre
blind. Well, too bad for them.
On his way to the office the next
day, Brandon became so entranced by the morphing
obelisk that he lost control of his car and drove
right into it. For a moment everything went black
. . . and then he heard a mans voice.
Sir, are you all right?
A state police officer peered at
Brandon through his drivers side window.
Yes . . . yes, Im fine,
officer. I cant believe Im not dead
after hitting that tower.
The one changing colors right
back . . .
The lawman opened the car door and
took hold of Brandons arm.
Sir, please step out of the
car and breathe into this device.