Mid-morning. Breakfast
and the Sunday paper have been finished. You were looking over the blog stats
and noticed one in particular, 17 November 2011, "soulenergy units
explained" so you re-read it. Clearly the focus is on the present day work
on 'The Dead 12'. What surprises you is the seemingly coincidence that some
kind reader was focused on what is important now, in 2013. You are mulling over
what to do and thought of yourself as a begger with nothing to return for such
a gift other than a blessing for the kind person who happened to retrigger a
previous thought. You do not like giving blessings to people because somehow it
seems unpolite as you are not a priest or rabbi or holy man. Is this correct? -
Amorella
It is. I could not begin to put
together your paragraph is such a manner. That is exactly where I am in my
head. Thank you, Amorella, and I thank you too kind reader for the reminder. It
is helpful for me on a variety of levels. - rho
Drop in what is important from the previous
post. - Amorella
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From:
17 November 2011 Notes - "soulenergy units explained":
. . . In this scene Merlyn is first seen
preparing himself to take a quantum leap, so to speak. [Amorella]
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In
physics and chemistry, an atomic electron(ic) transition (could be
simply called an atomic transition, a quantum jump, or quantum
leap) is a change of an electron from one quantum state to another within
an atom (or artificial atom). It appears to be discontinuous (observed for
example in fluorescence signal of another transition as burst noise); the
electron "jumps" from one energy level to another very quickly
(transition time often in a few ns or less). Quantum leaps cause the emission
(or absorption) of electromagnetic radiation, including that of light, which
occurs in the form of quantized units called photons. Their statistics is
Poissonian and the damping of statistic values of time between jumps is
exponential (in average). The damping time constant (ranges from nanoseconds to
a few seconds) relates to the natural, pressure and field broadening of
spectral lines.
From:
Wikipedia
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Merlyn begins off the Boards like a taken chess piece. The soulenergy of
Merlyn’s soul is zero. The soulenergy surrounding the soul is one. The energy
between the soul and the heart is two and the energy between the soul and the
mind is three. The combination of all three, the passion, the conscious and/or
unconscious state of animation, is four. Merlyn reduces himself to soul alone,
but as such, his soul is surrounded by the soulenergy of one. If a shaman puts
herorhimself into a trance to the point he feels sheorhe is projected into a
creature of the forest, a wolf for instance, then that is what sheorhe becomes
within the mind. This is a similar method, only the mind begins the trance to
become the heart and the heart becomes the soul. As a soul alone, Merlyn moves
to the Greater Board and can understand outside the three universes of the
Supervisor. The universes are as a constellation from Earth’s view, as a southern
cross in the sky. One has to be off the Boards to understand what a Board is
and the Rules to navigate the Boards. – Amorella.
Okay, I get this. I can feel this. I understand better.
Above from blog post: 17 November 2011
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**
Post. - Amorella
You have completed
your exercises and downloaded yesterday's birthday photos onto you computer. Presently
you are upset because you began uploading them onto FB but hadn't asked
permission to do so. You stopped about half way through the upload but twenty
are on and you don't know how to get them off. This is where you are. Mostly
out of curiosity you are thinking about retaking the Belief-O-Matic quiz, as it
has been more than a year.
1255 hours. I should have not
attempted to upload those photos. Carol and I spent some time enhancing,
cropping, etc. several. The celebration was really fun. Carol is on the phone
with Linda in Florida. I think maybe I should just take a nap.
There is no reason not to take the
Belief-O-Matic quiz. It is a guideline as to where you are nothing more. -
Amorella
I realize that, but I am rather
indifferent 'spiritual' at the moment, more of a detached existentialist at the
moment.
All
the more reason. This ought to be interesting, boy. Go for it. - Amorella
I
started question two after having technical trouble accurately responding to
question one; then Carol needed help with her computer. Then, it was late and I
hadn't had anything to eat; this was easily resolved with a bowl full of fine
chili and crackers. I am still ready to take a nap. (1445)
This brought up a question out of the
depths, for the books, you are wondering if one classification (Deliverer,
Rejoinder and Betweener) can override another; and if so, how is this done.
Correct? - Amorella
Yes, but I actually forgot the
question. Since the question has come up, what do I call this 'group', either
as the three or as the list of ten classifications analogized as gems?
Why not call them gemnests? - Amorella
That's good. Pronounced like gymnasts?
No, pronounce as "gem NEST". -
Amorella
(1501) I can't help the humor here, a
nest of angles.
That bit of unqualified dark humor has geometry
to give to engineering. Look up "angle". - Amorella
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**
angle - noun
1 the
wall is sloping at an angle of 33°: gradient,
slant, inclination.
2 the
angle of the roof: corner,
intersection, point, apex.
3 consider
the problem from a different angle: perspective,
point of view, viewpoint, standpoint, position, aspect,
slant, direction.
verb
1 Anna
angled her camera toward the tree: tilt,
slant, direct, turn.
2 angle
your answer so that it is relevant: present,
slant, orient, twist, bias.
3 he
was angling for an invitation: try
to get, seek to
obtain, fish for, hope for, be after.
From:
Oxford-American Mac Software
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**
Somehow I see some 'dark-hued' grammar in all this. Thanks for the invitation, Amorella.
You brought it up. Besides, I thought you enjoyed diagramming sentences. I just added a dimension or two to the fray that's all. Angle in on it, orndorff. - Amorella
2026
hours. Papa John's Pizza for supper, excellent as always. We watched "60
Minutes" and await "Revenge" at nine as we are DVRing
"Downton Abbey" and "The Good Wife". Otherwise, I had a nap
this afternoon. I brought up the Pouch 12 document but nothing happened; there
was nothing to write. I thought I was ready but obviously I am not.
The main deck looks similar to the
hypnotic trance version (mid-eighties) of the control center you 'felt' when
Dr. Paul Payne took you back to before your birth as a kind of experiment
because he thought you were a good suggestible subject.
Okay, this is unexpected. -- I have
been trying to put together a circle so that I might enclose some objects but I
don't believe these Word shapes are going to help. I can set up something akin
to Merlyn's Sanctuary.
Let's go with this concept. - Amorella
But I don't know what the machinery is
and what its use especially when Ship is the brains and consciousness. This
does take an engineering mind. I do need something with which to relate even if
it is a Star Trek set. I have in mind the dimensions of the room. It is an open
area; let's say forty or fifty feet in circumference. There are four staging
areas. I am in SA.1
Main
Control Room of Ship - Control Center based on 1980's trance.
**************************************************************************
Directions
SA.3
(Door)
*e
Cleaning
SA.4
Controls
SA.2
Medical
SA.1
(Door)
**************************************************************************
The
above is all I can remember in terms of location.
Switch "Directions" with
"Cleaning". - Amorella
Switched, certainly it is more logical
as it is with "Directions" nearer "Controls". I assume I was in "Medical"
because I appeared to be on a hospital bed of some sort, that's how my brain
interpreted it in the trance. Why use this as a setting for Ship?
Because you created it yourself. No plans
from Star Trek as you 'thought' this would have been in late December,
1941 or early January, 1942. - Amorella
But this would be before I was
conceived.
When did you think this was going on in the
trance?
I thought it was in late June or July
1942 before I was born in early August. I was reassuring myself everything was
going to be all right. That's what the tall thin alien in the trance leaned over like a doctor or
nurse and said to me, "It's okay, everything is going to be all
right." (1022) It doesn't
really make any difference this is just a set.
How about your medical area an incoming
guest area. When you walk in you walk over to this corner and special lights
come on so you visitors can see the room from this area rather than from the
doorway to the northeast area? - Amorella
This sounds interesting. Why is the
area darkened at first entrance?
This is because Friendly doesn't want you to
see the "Directions" machinery straight on. Everything will be seen
at a thirty-degree angle. Note that when you describe the area. - Amorella
It is like you are directing a scene.
(2233)
I am, boy. Good for you. How observant. -
Amorella
2308
hours. I have completed a total of 607 words in Pouch 12.
Drop it in whole, as it is. We will finish
this up tomorrow. Post. - Amorella
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Pouch 12, continued draft to 607 words
Blake glanced at his sister, wondering what she was thinking. This is
interesting, came to mind. A real circumstance or is this some Mission
Impossible trick? Better to play it as it lies for the moment. I need more
input.
Pyl
looked over at the plane. No apparent damage. No problems when they became
airborne when the wheels left the road. Where is that road now, only moments
later it seems, and the road, the county airport, Ohio, Lake Erie -- where are
they? All I have here are my husband, my brother, and Daddy's plane. All I have
is what I can see with my own eyes.
Justin
felt almost uncontrollably alone. We don't know where we are and until we do we
cannot hope to escape these people. Are they terrorists? Our plane is perhaps
more important than we are. Do they want our plane to use as a terrorist
weapon? Surely we are being duped. They are indeed foreigners, I am sure of
that. I have to protect Pyl and Blake both. They are my responsibility at this
point. I have to come up with a plan of escape or at least a plan to sabotage
the plane so it will be of no use to them in harming our country.
"Again,
we welcome you onboard our vessel," assured Friendly in both manner and
voice. "Ship also welcomes you. We wills show you one of our control rooms
and selections of our vessel. You can see where you are. I assure you, it is a
beautiful sight."
"Come
this way," directed Yermey. "We can climb the flight of stairs to the
main deck. Where we are is in the annex."
"What
you may call a basement," added Hartolite.
"Or
a storage area," said Friendly. "Follow Yermey. Yermey one step at a
time for our guests please."
Blake
carefully observed the setting first by counting the stairs, there were twenty-two.
The room appeared large and hospital clean in perhaps a forty to fifty-foot
square. In the dim light he could see machinery set at an angle of about a thirty-degree
tilt off center. Rather than seen the large box of machinery, which towered up
perhaps fifteen feet straight on he saw the box on at an angle off a corner. 'I
cannot tell,' he thought, 'how wide it is. It almost appears to be an optical
illusion. To the left of the first machinery he saw a more familiar sight, but
again off center. 'It is a long and rectangular box about the height of
computers found in a control room like at the old NASA control center in
Houston. At least it looks familiar.'
"Come
ahead, this way," directed Yermey. "Over to this area where we can
observe better."
Blake
followed mostly out of polite routine as if he were on a tour of a
manufacturing plant. A whiff of acidic scent reminded him of being in a factory
that molded exothermic sleeve forms used in the construction of steel castings,
but the ground had blended grass growing on it just as the Annex had. However
the grass floor felt short and soft, like he was walking on a golf green. Shortly,
Pyl and Justin stood beside him as Friendly and Hartolite walked around to
their left and stood next to Yermey. The six were elevator close together
looking into the room from a new angle. No one could see the door they had
entered from. They could see no other entrance or exit. The walls and ceiling slowly
illuminated to an eye comfort level where all could better view the space and
what filled it.
607 words
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