Notes - Sleep well, boy.

         Mid-afternoon. You are home in Mason a day earlier than you expected. Paul is better but home and taking care of Kim and Brennan.

         1555 hours. Safe and uneventful trip home. We are not fully unpacked.

         2110 hours. Papa John's large half veggie, half works, two slices each for supper, that leaves two more slices each for supper tomorrow night. We watched the DVRed "Person of Interest" and "Las Vegas" after running a couple of errands. Carol went upstairs to read and I'm going to put in a little time on Dead 12, at least I hope so.

         First, a little background, boy. - Amorella

         I feel the need to back away, at least a little, maybe more. I have enough imagination as is. Rank and order even in fiction --

         Run out of words? - Amorella

         I don't really have any words. I'm blank.

         A story does not have to be so literal.

         I am arrogant to think it is. I make too much out of words. I am avoiding what I can here. Let's just go on with Merlyn meeting Mother for the first time. Is this in the seventh century, soon after Merlyn's death? How long has he spent in Avalon before heading to Elysium?

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                                    . . . Him the Almighty Power

Hurld headlong flaming from th' Ethereal Skie [ 45 ]


With hideous ruine and combustion down


To bottomless perdition, there to dwell


In Adamantine Chains and penal Fire,


Who durst defie th' Omnipotent to Arms.

Nine times the Space that measures Day and Night [ 50 ]


To mortal men, he with his horrid crew


Lay vanquisht, rowling in the fiery Gulfe


Confounded though immortal: . . .

Milton's Paradise Lost, Book I

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         Such are the lines that flashed before after thinking "How long has he spent in Avalon;" thus, "Nine times the Space that measures Day and Night To mortal men."

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For those rebellious, here thir Prison ordain'd
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In utter darkness, and thir portion set


As far remov'd from God and light of Heav'n


As from the Center thrice to th' utmost Pole.

From: http://www.dartmouth.edu/~milton/reading_room/pl/book_1

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         You see where your mind is, boy. In awe of words, some of the greatest ever written in the English language, at least from your perspective. You are humbled even at the thought; the meaning of such said lines printed above. Lines referenced to Milton's Satan, not to my Merlyn. - Amorella

         I am now made aware of this. (2152) I do not know where to take this loftiness in my heartansoulanmind, that is where it is. Such is the wonder that a human mind, Milton's mind could create such words out of personal misery and blindness and the plague of the most terrible of imaginations -- and such beauty springs even in describing the most prideful, intellectual and arrogant of God's own best Angels. What a Hell in Satan to defy God to one's utmost and to be called upon to do God's bidding anyway. That's how I see it. Such a 'trick' in ultimate angelic defiance and for Satan to know all that he does is in God's Will.  That's how I see it.

         Your response here shows more about you than about Milton. - Amorella.

         Perhaps tomorrow, Amorella, I shall be more down to Earth.

         Milton is down to Earth, boy, as is Merlyn. Rest both their souls. Do you follow me? - Amorella

         I do, yes.

         A Betweener holds to a Rejoinder who holds to a Deliverer. This is the order in the Great Merlyn's Ghost books. Top rung, somewhere in the middle of the ladder, Deliverer. One down, Rejoinder, two down, Betweener. You are still in the middle of the ladder. Do you follow me, boy? - Amorella

         Yes. I can deal with this in good consciousness.

         I, Amorella, am a Betweener, as is the Supervisor of the Dead in the GMG books.

         This is much simpler than Milton, but then that is to be expected. (2214)

         Post. Sleep well, boy. - Amorella