Late afternoon. Lots of chores and errands today. Later, dude.
Moving on twenty-three hundred hours. More chores, time to watch “The Event” and police the kitchen. You are thinking the day has been pretty well spent. However, I can complete an outline of scene six. As you can see the Supervisor is less than you supposed in the beginning, secretly in your head you had HeranHim as a creature somewhat higher than an ArchAngel in an earthling platitude of Beings, messengers, if you will from on High.
On “The Event” tonight you noted an allusion to Chariots of the Gods by Enrich von Daniken with the astronaut-like angels on the cave wall.
It’s been done to death, Amorella as the show demonstrated tonight. I don’t want to go along those lines – in fact, it appears that what you pick out of my head to use is ordinary human because I have read and seen ordinary plots and themes. If you conjured up something quite un-human the stories would not lend itself to communication.
So, the Supervisor is just what SheanHe is, an engineering technician. Not to compare apples with oranges here but humans are not in the same league – different values, different goals, different form and function.
More tomorrow. Carol is calling. Post. – Amorella.
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