Notes - Art & Science, then Art alone /

         Late mid-afternoon. You awoke with sharper pain in your lower back, and eventually, after breakfast, you took a pain pill. This brought on sleep and you napped for two hours (about the same amount of time Brennan was asleep. You and Carol each had half a turkey, ham and cheese sandwich for lunch, McD’s for drinks, and an ‘everything’ cookie west at Stone Oven in Cleveland Heights, a short drive south to the Shaker Height’s Lake Park for dessert, then a stop at north Heinen’s for turkey and ham for sandwiches tomorrow; west to ‘home’ and a feeding and diaper change for the B-man.

         Yesterday, the Class of 1960 picnic at Westerville’s Heritage Park was a refreshing joy for your heartansoul – from seventeen and eighteen year olds to sixty-nine and seventy year old. The eyes, smiles and hugs are still young, some of these contacts going back to being friends and classmates as five year olds (1947) in kindergarten. You learned quite an important inclusion for book four, The Rebellion. “Eyes, smiles, hugs-sometimes-to-embraces show a deep meaning in your humanity, in your heartansoulanmind – it demonstrates meaning, which is an innocence short-changed by the concept of original sin. Meaning and purpose are the theme work of humanity in the book. Purpose, meanwhile, is both productive and counter-productive, and to you this is not original sin either.” This becomes a signature thought in the Rebellion (of the Dead). - Amorella

         I published this above paragraph on FB as an observation of innocence. Thank you, Amorella. Such words help keep me free where it counts most.

         Humanity, the study of heartansoulanmind, from my perspective boy, is a form framed in the dance of both art and science; and among the Dead (in the books) surviving is an art alone. Post. - Amorella