the continent of atlantis

The continent of Atlantis was an island
Which lay before the great flood
In the area we now call the Atlantic Ocean.
So great an area of land, that from her western shores
Those beautiful sailors journeyed to the South
And the North Americas with ease
In their ships with painted sails.
To the east, Africa was a neighbor,
Across a short strait of sea miles.

The great Egyptian age is but a remnant
Of the Atlantian culture.
The antediluvian kings colonized the world;
All the Gods who play in the mythological dramas
In all legends from all lands were from fair Atlantis.

Knowing her fate, Atlantis sent out ships to all corners of the Earth.
On board were the Twelve:
The poet, the physician, the farmer, the scientist, the magician,
And the other so-called Gods of our legends,
Though Gods they were.
And as the elders of our time choose to remain blind,
Let us rejoice and let us sing and dance and ring in the new...
Hail Atlantis!

Way down below the ocean, where I wanna be, she may be...

[lyrics by Donovan]

You may not know it yet, but you have a postcard that reminds you of Atlantis. It may have a ship with painted sails, or an Egyptian, or a magican, or someone dancing. It may have a map. It may simply show the ocean, or way down below the ocean.

Or you may choose to make this postcard.

You will send it to your partner, naked--unless they ask in the comment section for an envelope.

Hail Atlantis!