Almost noon. You spent the
morning relaxing and doing your exercises. And, you wonder how Pouch-4 is going
to be, as you haven't pre-read the scenes so far.
I do not remember. This is how it was grading
expository essays and term paper of ten to a few pages more. Read one, grade
content, grade grammar, grade (usually 1 to 5 or 1 to 10). Ten or five is
perfection, probably no more than ten to twenty such grades in my entire career
of 37 years. I liked the ten-scale best (8 and 4 on the respective scales were
B's.) My eyes are too tired to grade anymore but when I was on a roll I could
churn out those papers and essays. Grading papers gave me a natural high,
probably similar to the high long distance runners have when running long
distances. When grading I felt alive, I had an immediate purpose. 'Seeing how
people think reasonably on a particular subject', what a wonderful occupation
it was. It was even more fun if I had an audience. 'How does Mr. Orndorff do
that?' was almost always the question. The fun part for me was and still is, 'I
have no idea'. What a life, and I received pay for this. What a bonus.
The above is a slice of a happy memory,
grading students' papers. Post, orndorff, no one will believe it anyway. -
Amorella
It is true though, a heart-felt truth.
Without
a doubt, old man, without a doubt. - Amorella
You walked out and collected the mail and
talked to Carol about upcoming errands and chores.
I had a thought about what Doug said about time,
that we live in the immediate past. I wonder if my sense of consciousness (when
grading papers) was just a split second faster, maybe because I was on a
natural high, and that somehow because of this I could never remember what I
had just graded. Maybe it is the same in writing, I cannot remember what I
wrote once the word is written it is gone; maybe it is this lack of
just-off-the-present memory that allows my consciousness to appear to react
faster when grading or now, when writing. It is not worth dwelling on -- just a
thought. (1306)
You had lunch at Smashburgers once again,
this time with a free extra side; Carol chose the veggies that you both enjoy.
Presently you are waiting for Carol outside of Hallmark Cards at the VOA Centre
across the street from Smashburgers. You took time to check over email, as you
are also right outside of City Barbeque's free wireless. You had sent a note to
Laney about the Rio Olympics and received a quick reply wanting to know if the
'reflective' building on the island is real.
Laney has her own life and I feel that I might be
interfering with it when I write her a note. She is always busy, and she has
been as long as I have known her, some twenty-one years now.
You want to deny she is a muse in your
heartanmind but cannot do so. - Amorella
I cannot because she is a muse, one of two, in my
heartanmind.
So, you do not wish to deny she is your muse
for these books as well as the last three. - Amorella
I would never deny this. Indeed, she is.
You see, there is no argument in your
heartanmind over this. - Amorella
My want to deny, where was this from if it was
not from my heartanmind?
It was from your brain, boy, as it is
connected to your surviving physical seventy-year old self. - Amorella
Interesting. The body has fears I do not have. (1525)
This may proof useful in Pouch-4. - Amorella
1552
hours. We are at Pine Hill; Carol is walking around the lakes.
Suddenly, you realize: "When I
write I am, as it were, out of body, at least consciously". This is not provable, of course, but it is a
true observation about you from yourself. And, in context and circumstance I
agree. In a metaphorically conscious sense you are as your character Merlyn,
deadanliving, when writing. - Amorella
1559 hours. This is
muse-time.
No, it is not, boy.
Muse-time is the lead; so to speak, in that bullet you call love. - Amorella
Oh. No wonder love can be considered heavy duty at
times.
You are human, old man. This is what being
human is. This 'whirlwind' causes fear because it may create an illusion of a
storm-tossed heartanmind when this is not the case. Passions rise from fear and
love and a myriad of other human conscious and unconscious dimensions or
addressable platforms. - Amorella
You are now at
Kroger's on Kings Mill Road waiting for Carol to pick up diet Snapple for
herself.
I have nothing else to say, Amorella.
You have plenty to say, boy. I'll see that
our inner lines of communication stay open. Post when you are home. - Amorella
When my heartansoulanmind is in a reasonable
balance I have no fear in my heartansoulanmind. - rho
You learned something about your humanity
and its separation from your physical body, that, in your physical universe you
must have by necessity, consciousness comes at a price, birth and death. That's
the way it is in these books. - Amorella
Is this an example of paying the Piper or paying
the Boatman?
2215 hours. For the last hour or so I have been doing research on the Cessna 210 Centurion. I cannot believe I found a free manual online for a 1973 model. What a help this will be. Details, emergency procedures, landing, take offs. Awesome.
You will not need this as much as you think, orndorff, but it does give you more confidence to tackle this. You also spent time gathering more details on Burke Lakefront. Once in the front entrance of the terminal you go to the right and the plane sets out beyond the fence to the east of the tower. You take the secondary runway 6R/24L for take off. You want to witness a few take offs in this Cessna 210 on YouTube, then call it a night boy. - Amorella
I am getting pumped. I love this kind of pretending as it has a purpose (and I can learn something in the process).
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