Mid-morning.
Everyone is readying for breakfast on their own level and in their own way.
Diversity is what it is and need not go any further than the breakfast table.
It exists in the best and worst of families and even the vast statistical middle.
How is it I wonder that you measure the spiritual immeasurable that drives each
and every one – the heart and soul and mind – the primary source of what
humanity is. – Amorella
0821 hours. I really didn’t expect you
to sign this as it is unlike you to mention these really common themes.
You are arrogant boy to think of the heart
and soul and mind as common. – Amorella
0823 hours. It is hard to think this
is a reality when we measure behaviours. They are measurable. Instincts and
unspoken but practiced cultural behaviours drive people to breakfast and to the
table. We are all these things not just the spiritual.
Your definition of spiritual is either too
broad or to specific. You need a better word to better create your personal
argument. The spiritual center cannot be well described in either poetry or
scientific or philosophical terms. – Amorella
0829 hours. I don’t agree with you
Amorella. Culture is a part of who I am.
You did not arrive with culture boy; you
arrived blank slate human with potential built in, not a blank slate. Is
potential spiritual? – Amorella
0833 hours. Potential has more to do
with evolution of the species in its broader context here, in this discussion.
We are not talking at the same level.
This is my point boy. Shall we agree that
the spiritual is inbred? Your words choice is not
well chosen here. You can see the problem but you chose not to because people
do not wish to see beyond culture. The spiritual as I see it is inbred. Use
your imagination boy. From a pretend Angel’s perspective inbred has another,
deeper meaning. How are humans going to relate to an alien but humane species
who may see the spiritual from a different perspective. Opens up a can a worms
don’t it boy? – Amorella
0843
hours. I think maybe I’m not reading you correctly.
Later, boy. You were just called to
breakfast. - Amorella
0929
hours. Bacon, pancakes and milk/juice, which ended and then with some Mother ‘gotchas’
and roughhousing and giggling on the living room carpet before getting dressed
for outside activity.
0943 hours. Word choices are difficult in talking with pretend aliens or pretend angels. When either provokes thought it suppresses imagination at the same time, or it appears to do so.
You are at the children’s recreation
area at Pine Hill Lakes Park. Carol, Kim and the boys are over feeding the
ducks before playtime. This gives us time to talk about Dead Six. – Amorella
1100 hours. I know neither the setting
nor the characters.
The focus is a turn to the Dead’s
perspective. – Amorella
1109 hours. I assume the Dead have
their earthly memories because memories of the heart and mind would be
unimpeded by the physical processes. I remember research with monkey brains
kept alive and how their processes were much faster because the brain did not
have the allowance of the rest of the body to be concerned about, i.e. survival
of the body is not an imperative.
Within the books’ context this would hold
true for any physical problems one would have. The heart and mind would
continue to grow, being taught by familiars, in this case family and/or family
friends in a mentoring relationship. – Amorella
1117 hours. What then would be the
Dead’s perspective – it would seem to be more open and accepting.
The human spirit has to be ready to be open
and accepting. Do you see the point here? – Amorella
I see a flash of Jesus’ words (the
Golden Rule) used in another context in a kind of “adapt or die”.
Your basis is from college days when you had
such a thought – a simple social rule: Respect the Concept of G---D and follow
the Golden Rule upon meeting friends and strangers. In those days it was:
Respect God. Practice the Golden Rule when plausible. You gave some room for
self-protection. Which begs the question; how does one who is dead protect
herorhis heartansoulanmind? – Amorella
1309 hours. We had lunch at
Panera/Chipotle.
Kim and the boys left within the last hour
and you were working your new FB ‘Like’ page into existence and mentioned it
and your webpage to Denise Williams who said she would kick it off with Indian
Hill Alumni. This was not your intent but once you started you just wanted to
be done with it. – Amorella
1512 hours. It just seemed the
practical thing to do. Now it is done. I can get over the embarrassment of
ringing my own bell. What a world to have to do this. I don’t know any other
way. It would seem wrong not to use the media at least to open the way for interested
readers. At least it is not very much and profit is not a motive.
That in itself is reasonable. Your
neo-classic self popped out boy. Now you can relax. Later, dude. Post. -
Amorella
You are at the far end of Pine Hill
Lakes Park facing south into the north woods near the west bank of the
eastern Muddy Creek branch. Carol has begun her walk. Now, back to
self-protecting one’s heartansoulanmind. In here the individual human spirit isn’t
going anywhere soon. The point is where are the individual lines drawn, saying
in effect, “the is who I am, do not intrude.” In the real world one might say,
“everyone is entitled to some privacy, now bugger off.”
To
demonstrate this we will Merlyn being intruded on by fellow and more ancient
shaman Panagiotakis, the grandfather of Mother Glevema. Takis wants Merlyn to
help him find Ezekiel. - Amorella
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Whithersoever the spirit was to go, they went, thither was their
spirit to go; and the wheels were lifted up over against them: for the spirit
of the living creature was in the wheels. When those went, these went; and when
those stood, these stood; and when those were lifted up from the earth, the
wheels were lifted up over against them: for the spirit of the living creature
was in the wheels. (Ezekiel and the Wheel)
From - book 4 draft, chapter
5, scene 11, chapter 5
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Takis wants to know what the counterpart of
the “wheel” is in the Dead. The assumption has been that the counterpart is the
flesh as in the flesh and the spirit but Takis thinks it may be the
self-centered of the spirit. What is the difference he thinks, between the
self-centeredness of the spirit and the spirit’s private domain. After all,
one’s spirit house is declared private but this can be entered seemingly
without impropriety. – Amorella
1653 hours. This would never be a problem
for the Living because one’s privacy can be breeched in any number of ways. So,
the point for Takis is that how is the privacy of one breachable by an Angel
but unbreachable by another human soul? So, is the “wheel” what makes it not
breachable, and if this is so, what allows the breachability by the Angel,
philosophically speaking? I think
I need to work on this but I am slowing coming into a story concept. Though,
why would any of this come up now?
You are home. It comes up because this is of
interest, concern for your own and/or anyone else’s privacy comes up in the
newspapers and magazines continually. Why would this not come up among the
Dead. Merlyn doesn’t mind that spirits stop by from time to time; it is
allowable but do any of the Dead have full control of their privacy? Somewhere
in you notes in the last twenty-five years you have been concerned (in terms of
Jesus’ humanity) of how it would be to be plagued by other human spirits
wishing to shake his hand or bow to him or some other sort of thing. You are
not thinking of the Holy Trinity here, only a man who may not be as G---D’s
self. – Amorella
1732 hours. Yes, this is so. One time
I had a flash vision (a quick second or two) of Jesus, a human spirit, walking
along a garden-like path with a friend. I liked the quick image because he was
not hounded by the hoards so to speak. I remember thinking afterwards, what if
one came across such an event? I think I would have nodded and carried on my
way not wishing to interrupt because it would be impolite. The whole ‘moment’
was so extraordinary and out of place, but I have a memory of it nevertheless,
not as a fact, but as a sense of place and politeness. It still gives me cause
to pause and wonder. (1738)
So, you see you can approach the concept of
this segment with a sense of authenticity – at least in a fiction? – Amorella
1740 hours. I can.
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