Skies Electric

Twenty-two years ago, in a previous millennium, a glowing entity drifted into the world from the eternal abyss. This entity was blinding, erasing every hint of a shadow on that early morning. This being, as it were, had a reputation that preceded its existence, a history of no history, folk lore and anecdotes which materialized from the mere excitement and anticipation of it's formation and embodiment. And when this blinding light reached it's apex in the Sunday sky, when at last the towns people stood transfixed and in awe of this brilliant oracle, it's creator stepped forward and exclaimed with a voice inescapable from all the cosmos the name of his wondrous creation: HILLER GIVENS GOODSPEED.