Late afternoon and you just finished “linner” at Longhorn Steak House. Running errands – Home Depot and Kroger’s before heading home. Last night you had Papa John’s and you told the manager, Homer, who has been with Papa John’s for ten years, that you can’t understand why anyone would go anywhere else for take out pizza. He smiled and you could tell he always appreciates the long time customers – in your case, longer than they have been at their present location at Tylersville and Rt. 42 (Reading Road). You used to drive twenty minutes to their earlier location. You have always been more than satisfied with their pizzas. – Amorella
I told Homer that if they ever wanted an endorsement I would give them one for free. I guess this is it. I want to work on this next scene with Merlyn and Arthur. I am not sure what ages to make them.
This scene five will focus on a remembrance or two, then Arthur will ask how all this works – the past and future. He is not prying, only natural curiosity. In some ways Arthur will be like Dr. Watson is to Sherlock Holmes, a counter-point whereby the reader can glean some information that would otherwise be unknown. And, this will be in juxtaposition with Merlyn and Vivien where the reader will also gain more insight on Merlyn’s ‘way’ in and around HeavenOrHellBothOrNeither. Readers like to ‘understand’ this so called metaphysical universe.
I will like this too, Amorella, in that I don’t know/understand any more than anyone else. Merlyn’s ‘dreamtime’ certainly has ramifications.
This will also add insight to the first three books. In some ways it will be similar to Joseph Bronowski’s Accent of Man series. – Amorella
I have a poem about that series. It seems appropriate to add it here. This is another of the poems in the unpublished Take Two by Robert Pringle and myself. Maybe I have had this poem in this blog at one time or another, but it shows my intuitive receptiveness, if you will, to the series.
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BRONOWSKI IN A 1984 RERUN
Based on the "Knowledge and Certainty" Episode
of Joseph Bronowski’s 1970's Ascent of Man, PBS Series
In reader now time a God proud and small human tall
righteous majority thunders like Thor
and, gravity swings razor-like down
a Bible belt, bone thick and America wide
whipping Capitol bottoms
raw
(some better are equal more, by Christ!)
methinks, rethinks, unthinks, hummm.
A videotaped Bronowski
with shoed feet in a puddle standing --
death reflects up
like flames invisible
onto the bi-speckled scholar
who bends slow
at old German death camp grounds;
band, by his stretched arm pushed
into the silent ghost muddy pool
Faith-full people prance and shout
knowing, they say, what God's about --
we so do sins, all-know, a-men.
Life grows to kiss an is mirror --
for Flesh is God, now don't you know
and God is a stern Father, don't you see?
Crusading we the world unHoly, don't you agree?
methinks, rethinks, unthinks, hummm.
Bronowski,
his wet fingers claw up a pool scraping,
European ash four million bodies deep;
ash forged by arrogance and dumped by dogma.
Watch me preachers, mouth like court lawyers
and try to get God to high step with their tongues.
Believers look down, knowing and certain.
Tolerance be nailed up in designer style
without the mess of blood to ash --
clean death laughs hell hot
in the gnashing of multi-voiced noise --
methinks, rethinks, unthinks, hummm.
Meanwhile,
old man Bronowski, a Jewish witness,
pleads humility and tolerance.
He pulls up an earthy gray bit
and touches people. . .
like only one other time in life
(when Kennedy died)
I rethinks --
watching the old man talk to the dead.
Brain is struck dumb -- me are
so quiet I hear my soul turn,
In reader now time Mind and I
try an unthink,
but an idea we got hooked on
snags us barbwire tight.
Pulling a think, I mental rip bloody;
a hell vision --
shrouds of arrogance dressed proud in dogma
marching in gray glory to a sorted resurrection.
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It makes no difference if you included this poem before. This is in a different context. It also shows why I chose to mention Bronowski in the first place. In another post you also showed his headstone at the London cemetery.
I love Bronowski’s mind as it sets in the Accent of Man. I cannot imagine ‘unthinking’ his PBS masterpiece. I also cannot imagine how the Merlyn, Arthur, Vivien and Guinevere relationships will fit into the totality of the series.
Later, orndorff. Post. Relax with some more of Steve Job’s bio. - Amorella 
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