The sun has risen another day i.e. no clouds.
Meanwhile you are tired. You were both awaken around five because of the cats.
Carol is washing clothes and you are ready for a nap. - Amorella
You
did exercises and then walked to the end of your street and back. You stopped
twice for a few seconds then moved on; you did not have to sit down. It is
still a pleasant day. You have errands, grocery and pet store. You are
beginning to make parts of the house 'cat safe' for while you are gone. No
writing so far today, and that is okay, boy. If the writing were to become an
obsession we would stop for a while. And, on Facebook today you began your list
of books read. Again, so far it is for the pleasure. Asimov is an exception and
you are creating a list because you have read quite a few. After this though I
suggest book lists is not the way to go. Take the time to remember the books as
you go along as you have so far (as these are books that most influenced your
life). Then, this will remain the 'fun' you want. - Amorella
That's good,
Amorella. I was thinking of how many Asimov books I have read and that is not
the way I want to go about it. Thank you. (1309)
I was just looking
over Scene 11 that I am modifying. The scene has a sense of Dr. Zach's question
and your response yesterday. I had not realized that.
**
. . .I’ll say
each individual is judged equally, but how the person lived is, in part, up to
how the person chose to live her-or-his common life under the circumstances
she-or-he lived. Souls are all-common in these books. Hearts are distinct as
are minds. Recent Dead who have a problem with this. and come Here, will find
there is an awakening of higher consciousness. . .
Scene 11 - Ch.
2, The Rebellion
**
What you replied
about the possible dialogue between Jesus and Merlyn fits in context with what
is said in Scene 11. Consistency, I don't think you have ever gone beyond the
books and blog.
You would not wish it so, orndorff, I assure you. - Amorella
No, I would freeze before I could conjure such a
senario. It is time for me to move away from this for a while.
A late lunch at Smashburgers and now you are at Pine Hill Lakes Park
facing the west hill. Carol is perusing a new read, Harlan Coben's, Stay
Close.
1517 hours. I'm ready to work on Dead 16.
First, let's continue what you are doing, trimming lines and/or
paragraphs. - Amorella
You
have down most of the draft. You are at Kroger's for one more item. You have
less than a hundred words to go so we are prime to complete it and move on. -
Amorella
2231 hours. I have
completed The Dead 16.
Drop it in and post, boy. - Amorella
***
Dead 16 ©2013, rho - draft, GMG
Merlyn sat
comfortably on the green meadow grass under his favorite Oak in his sanctuary.
The Scottish bluebells were in his left in his peripheral vision and the stone
stage ruins, north, directly ahead, the white daisies beyond and the white foxglove
and red poppy at his right peripheral. This is a very pleasant day in my home
of homes, the once great druid thought. The grass is green as is the felt on
billiard table in my mind. I am the solid yellow in this thought and I am
sitting next to the larger cue ball in the center table. This is a reflection
on ancient Elysium and its rules. I still hear the Supervisor in a voice hardly a whisper. HeranHis Being is shout
enough. This is what he once said to me, and only a whisper once is what needed
be.
"This
is the Supervisor. Elysium, the
ancient Greek Place of the Dead, works on what is presently known in science.
The connection between the Dead and the Living is in the mind’s perception. The
Living help cultivate the Dead through their self-learning and through
expanding the dimensions of human experience.
Everyone
contributes through self-education, what one learns in and from life is taken
with the Dead. The human mind, if you will, serves as a serendipitous taxi service.
The Dead, of course, are out of time; therefore have a more easily develop
theory, which they inversely pass on to the Living. The River Styx is the
conduit, for whatever the river is in actuality, it is a Form that carries a
current of new ideas and concepts both to the Living from the Dead and from the
Dead to the Living.
The Dead understand the air of Elysium is
as their genetic Eve Mother’s eyes. She is at the heart of the
heartsansoulsanminds of the elected ten thousand. Orders are few and far
between, but when deeply heartfelt by Mother commands are intuitively
understood. Most children of all ages understand this process, though it is
more easily communicated among the Dead.
All
Eve’s children recognize a truth when they feel it from the inside out. Feeling
is not declaring however, and in here, true translation from one sense to
another is not so easily accomplished no matter how heartfelt the feeling may
be.
To
absolve a few questions between the two social terms, the elite and the
proletariat, for instance, I’ll say each individual is judged equally, but how
the person lived is, in part, up to how the person chose to live her-or-his
common life under the circumstances she-or-he lived. Souls built for humanities
protection are similarly constructed. Hearts and minds are also distinct
qualities.
The
only roost an individual controls is herorhis own. This sharpens the sense of
Free Will. The Dead have no fear of other people. Among the Dead, Marsupialese-humanoid
or Homo sapiens, exists the nature to grow, to mature within the individual
heart and mind and the grandness of the species as a whole. This is a necessity
not a rule.
While
I, the Supervisor, am observing an
individual heartansoulanmind, herorhis soul experiences the fact of being
observed. This experience may cause a teeter-totter of heart and mind in the
deepest of once unconscious levels within the individual who is living only
through herorhis heartansoulanmind, or if you will, through herorhis human
spirit. This is how it is.
This
experience, in a mixed play with Free Will, may result in subtle changes in
one's sense of personal contemplation. Free Will, however, is not affected by
these possible subtle changes. Contemplation is one thing; human attitudes and
behaviors are another.
The
general cultural virtues and vices of your species are simplified and separated
into various qualities which are noted in an alphabetical order: Abstinence,
Avarice, Chastity, Diligence, Envy, Gluttony, Humility, Kindness, Liberality,
Lust, Patience, Pride, Sloth and Wrath.
The
Marsupial humanoids and the Homo sapiens and other species with like spiritual
attributes are not to be toyed with. I wish all naturally gifted species such
as yours well, as well you understand.
"I
do understand," said Merlyn as if he were speaking to a Presence that may
or may not be. I am watched and even read, thought Merlyn. By whom I am not
sure. I am not even half an ounce in weight. I could be sucked in and out of a
living lung and never know the difference. Being itself is beyond definition.
Yet I am, I exist.
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words
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