in this stream of lightning-birds...

the radio of the future - the main tree of consciousness - will open up a knowledge of countless tasks and will unite all mankind.

around the radio's central station, this iron castle, where clouds of wires stream out like strands of hair, there will surely be posted a skull and crossbones with the familiar description: danger! for the slightest halt in the working of the radio would produce a spiritual swoon of the entire country, a temporary loss of its consciousness.

the radio becomes the spiritual sun of the country, the great sorcerer and ensorceler.

imagine radio's central station: a spider web of lines in the air, a cloud of lightning flashes, now extinguishing themselves, now reigniting, running from one end of the building to the other. a sky-blue globule of circular lightning hovering in the air like a timid bird, tackle stretched obliquely.

around the clock, from this point on the terrestrial globe, flocks of news items from teh life of the spirit scatter like the spring flight of birds.

in this stream of lighting-birds, the spirit will prevail over force, good advice over intimidation.

the words of velimir khlebnikov, from the radio of the future.
image: an old photo of a radio repair shop, also found sunday.