Mid-morning. Breakfast and the Sunday paper. Carol is reading presently, Jadah the cat is lying in the morning sun – horizontal, short black and white hair on a long slinky body with white whiskers, pink nose, outstretched legs and pink paw pads. Tail and ears applied.
Rough life of an indoor cat. All this for having front claws removed by previous owner. She is a cutie, and a member of the family just as Lady our adopted light brown and white Cocker Spaniel was. I wonder if our species can be adopted by another. I suppose I am thinking of ‘V’, the recent television production. I wonder if dreams can be adopted? Can the dream adopt a dreamer? It has been done. Martin Luther King had his dream adopted.
You received a note from Doug earlier that contained a PowerPoint production titled: < EnglishAstronomie2.pps >. You found yourself speechless after viewing and I had to help you write him a response. You remember Doug’s father, Jack Goss, grinding the lens for his homemade telescope. When completed the telescope opened your eyes to the heavens as never before, and you had never known a ‘real’ scientist, which to you Jack was.
Jack Goss had patience and enthusiasm when constructing the Newtonian reflector telescope. We, Doug and I and sometimes his dad, enjoyed many hours searching the heavens and expanding our knowledge and our imaginations. Nothing produces wonder like astronomy. Images from the Hubble continue to be enlightening. The PowerPoint is beyond words just as looking through Jack Goss’s telescope for the first time was. If interested, the slide show can be downloaded at: < http://www.slideshare.net/Nubiagroup/english-astronomie-by-azartha >. As Doug said to me, “Enjoy.”
I told Doug that I would see that some of the slide show would find itself ‘between the lines in books four and six if orndorff lives long enough to complete them'. It was not an idle promise. Jack Goss’s homemade telescope helped build an imagination I can abide in, so to speak. The stars exist but it takes a human-like mind to comprehend them from the inside out. All for now, dude. Post. – Amorella.
Late afternoon. You have worked in the yard and took a short drive through Kings Mill, down across the Little Miami, up to SR 48, right to the 3 C Highway, right to Foster, back across the Little Miami, up to Western Row Road and back home. Starting with a stop at the local Mason Whippy Dip for two cones of ice cream. You have bush trimming under the front window and you will be done with chores for the day.
For now, however, Merlyn and Takis in scene thirteen. Let’s go to it. – Amorella.
I finished the yard work for today with more trimming. And, I am to here in scene thirteen:
“I am the Dreamer.” [says Merlyn]
Quickly, a surprised Takis determined, “You are alive.”
“I [Merlyn] am within a friend of living consciousness.”
I need to know what this means. To fit within context of the first three books this would have to be ‘Richard’ twin brother of Robert. But, it could mean Amorella is Merlyn’s friend, in which case that answers another question I had earlier in another day. As I am the legal entity, the author named Richard, it could be me, the one who is nonfiction who is Merlyn’s friend. Although, thinking this out it would be somewhat ‘freaky’ to say the least (as I am nonfiction and Merlyn is fiction).
In context I, Amorella, am your imaginary friend (originally from childhood and re-conjured up by hypnosis in the eighties). This is or can be nonfiction for who is to say as it is a subjective reality. Objective reality is that I have written the books. This can be argued, but no one can know. Are you ‘conning’ yourself? If so, you still have three books and are working on a fourth with your name on it. The book selling records are on your income tax form. They are real by any stretch of the imagination.
From Merlyn’s perspective I am a ‘friend’ or a ‘force of nature’ if you will. Being Merlyn is a shaman this is a realistic assumption, I am as real to him as Mother Nature is to you. A personification to be sure, but a personification of a natural phenomenon. More to the point, I would be as a specific entity of ‘the Force’ from Obi-Wan Kenobi’s perspective in Star Wars. George Lucas is removed from the artificial reality of the movie set. You are removed, by imagination, from the words set in the Merlyn’s Mind series.
As such I have a ‘friend’ named Merlyn in the series. He is the dreamer after all, and I move your fingers to write the dream. – Amorella.
The dream comes before the dreamer.
Platonic thinking would have it a possibility with the dream being a Form, a representation of reality with a capital R.
A Platonic Form cannot be conjured up by a human mind, Amorella.
From your perspective and especially in context with the books, the human mind is not matter. The mind can be a Platonic Form just as the heart and soul can be separate Forms that entangle a human truth-of/in-being definition, i.e. a human being has heart, soul and mind. Merlyn remains in character and so do I. Put down what has been completed of this scene and we will call it a day. – Amorella.
Scene 13
Takis found himself comfortably alone with the early stars already sprinkled about as the full moon rose in the east. Merlyn pulled himself out of what was supposedly thin air.
“Hello, Panagiotakis. Merlyn here.”
Takis immediately thought, a mix of dreamtime, and he replied rather dryly, “How uncommon.”
“I touch all within the lines.”
“So be it,” droned Takis. “Where are you?”
“Within.”
“How?”
“I am the Dreamer.”
Quickly, a surprised Takis determined, “You are alive.”
“I am within a friend of living consciousness.”
[to be continued] ***
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