Mid-morning and most of the household chores are done. Carol is working on her Sudoku in the paper and Jadah the cat is sunning herself in the east living room window. All appears well.
I am thankful scene five is finished, at least for now. Scene six, will it be with Mother and Mario?
No, boy, it won’t. We need to show some aspect of scene five as reinforcement for it being there so we are going to Zeus and his discussion with Athena.
Oh. I was hoping to get back in with human characters, I mean, even though they are dead they have their humanity, something I can identify with. The Greek Pantheon are not a group I am familiar with, nor do I want to be. They may hold human characteristics but there is something about Olympus that is ‘naturally’ out of my league, even in a fiction. I ready though, it sounds as though it is needed, so I am for getting it done.
Doctor’s appointment at one-thirty. Relax a bit, then go to chapter four and we can begin. – Amorella.
In checking your email you found a note from Doug Goss as you sent him a preview of scene five. Here is what he said.
Dick,
I have read you email. Sounds good to me. Especially when you see that all the observed galaxies seem to be located on structures that remind me of a giant artery system, Could just as easily be a tree. I will see if I can find an article on the structure and send it to you. Dark matter seems to only exist in this structure.
Regards
Doug
Evidence of Dark Matter
Dick,
This [above] is a 3d map of the known galaxies. Dark matter is believed to exist only in this structure.
Doug
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You are excited that the analogy in scene five is acceptable from a scientist’s perspective.
You understate my excitement, Amorella. I am continually amazed that you dig this stuff out of my head and my imagination. I am ecstatic that it works. It is a verification that reason is prevailing over madness, that is the most important thing.
You finished scene six before Castle. Post and relax. – Amorella.
Scene 6
Athena found Zeus sitting on the bottom of white marble steps beneath his throne chair. With determination always emanating from her plum-tainted irises, she followed Zeus’ eyes and sat down beside him.
“You called.”
“Something is not right. Look straight up. See. A microscopic piece of the sky navel is missing.”
Athena stood as if to give the area a more singular inspection. “I agree,” she said. “A piece is missing.”
Zeus asked in confidence, “How can this be?”
Athena was struck by his sudden honesty as she plied the information into her multi-dimensional mind. “No lesser god or goddess would have reason to make a mischief of this sort.”
“That is my thinking. We are a self-surviving family, a pantheon that serves these Greek and like thinking humans well.”
She asked, “Could your parents, Cronus and Rhea have escaped Tartarus?”
“Hades says not. He would have known,” disclosed Zeus.
“They were rightly cast off.”
He smiled warmly at his daughter, “Rebellions are sometimes needed. I had no choice if I was going to represent law and wisdom.”
And so much more, thought Athena in a twist of humor. She said, “Nyx must be responsible. She is the daughter of Chaos.”
“The goddess of Night? She is one of the most ancient to stir from Creation. Her children were Sleep (Hypnos( and Retribution (Nemesis) as well as Death (Thanatos).”
“True, three of her children indeed,” agreed Athena.
“Death. This may be the reason. With their attempt at rebellion in Elysium.”
“Retribution. Night wants retribution.”
“This is sound thinking.”
“A hypothesis, Zeus. You will need proof to remain just.”
“If the Dead return to Earth, to the Living, Night will be out of balance with the Earth.”
“Night is a sister of the Earth (Gaia).”
“Alas, we are all family. We are created and worn by incestal tragic,” said Zeus in dismay.
Athena replied sympathetically, “From one, many. Our Creation was a Necessity, Zeus.”
“Chaos was first. What could have come before the first?”
“Nothing. Chaos was nothing,” injected Athena.
“It is not reasonable,” said Zeus. “Chaos had to have a parent, a Creator.”
“We are Immortals. Perhaps we are the Parent of Chaos.”
“I am held up a tree here. Common.”
“My Lord, you are Master here. You lead the original rebellion and won so that Olympus might exist.”
“Could a mightier god than I exist?”
“It is not wise to think on such things, Father Zeus. Ease your mighty mind.”
“Our immediate problem is Night and her children. Why would they need a piece of immortal sky navel gold?”
“I cannot imagine beyond my own navel,” muttered Zeus as he watched his favorite daughter Athena fade into the Olympian air.
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