Mid-morning. Your morning glucose was 128,
which was 168 yesterday. Breakfast eaten and the Saturday paper read. You told
Carol you would mow once the grass dries out. Right now you feel ready for a
nap. Carol is ironing clothes.
1006 hours. I want to finish Pouch 7 but I’ll wait until after I
mow.
1007 hours. The writings and blog are important to me. Hopefully
some will find entertainment in the stories. I do. Many years ago I thought the
Merlyn stories were important to tell, but that is when I thought you were an
Angel Amorella in the most sacred sense of the term. I was confused by the
concept that I would have an Angel looking directly at my heartansoulanmind and
still be the confirmed agnostic that I am. Over time, I have realized that
mostly an illusion of sorts, a trick of the mind in the twilight zone, so to
speak. However, there is humor in the concept so I have not let it completely
go. I just deal with the idea in a different lighter light. The stories are
being re-written, proof that I’ve got the words in me for storytelling.
Otherwise, I let it go as the personal pleasure and enjoyment of writing what I
want to. That is pretty much it. –
rho
That was a very unregulated honest response
to the importance. – Amorella
1018 hours. Amorella, if I thought, believed, I was, as it were,
writing an Angelic fiction I would be freaked out and unable to write at all.
It would make no sense, not even in the humor of it. I’m playing a common deck
of cards here not divine. I’m having fun in my retirement. Fun is not so common
for many today, but that’s what it is – the joy of childhood fun at the age of
72.
Mid-afternoon.
You and Carol spent most of the day doing yard work and you still have some
indoor chores to do. Later, dude. – Amorella
1601 hours. We are pretty much done for the day. Scott began repair
on the woodpecker damage but has to come out Monday or so to complete the work.
I called for a deck repair estimate and they are to call on Monday. Scott
thinks we should paint the deck next Spring, but Carol wants to continue the
staining (though a few floor boards will have to be replaced). I have that
concrete protector to put on the front walk also; something I tend to forget
about. The yard looks better and Carol got the leaves raked. Not nearly so many
as when we had our six large ash trees in front and to the north side. They
always caught the northwest wind and deposited many leaves in the front yard.
You had a piece of meatloaf and half a
peanut butter sandwich for lunch and you have the other half of the driveway
edge grass to trim after the battery recharges. Later. – Amorella
Dusk
has gone dark. You finished your chores except for cleaning the driveway of
edge trim, again you ran out of battery power. Tomorrow morning will complete
that. – Amorella
1946 hours. Carol is downstairs talking to one of her sisters. I’ve
been resting. We got a lot done and we are supposed to have more rain this next
week.
2017
hours. I am continuing Pouch 7 but am being thrown off by the start of the
second portion. I thought Drenakite and Kembel were going to have a talk with
Onesixanzero. It appears they did but the reader is not let in on it. Drenakite
comes in then a separation dot and in the next paragraph Kembel watches her
leave quietly thinking the archeological dig and the seeming coincidence of
these events spook her. Ship is in blackenot and holding 200 miles outside the
atmosphere of Planet One, Onesixanzero and Ship machinery have been and are
secretly working to meld these two cultures together, and an ancient sacred
site, more that twenty thousand years old has been discovered in the
hinterlands of Planet One.
That’s all the reader needs to know at the
moment and it is the reason Kembel must talk with Friendly to let her know the
situation. Find the material on the ancient site in Running Through. –
Amorella
2047 hours. I found enough information in chapters 9 and 10 of
‘Pouch Text’ – R.T. The site is called StoneHouse and the story is about
Elderfelder.
** **
“That’s just it,” said Fargo.
“There are two problems at StoneHouse. One is something we can see, the other
is not.”
The Director took a deep breath.
“The more difficult first, what can’t we see?”
“Something
moves under the ground at StoneHouse. It is subtle though quite deep. It isn’t
anything dangerous, but it is unusual. It has activated enough sensors that
whatever it is appears real. It nudges the dirt about two hundred feet down.
The sensors show something as being
between two layers of dirt and not being there at the same time. Some kind
of quantum energy we have not seen before. We may open a can of worms when we
begin the dig.”
Bk 2.RT; Ch 8
***
Elderfelder, was the
marsupials first Prophet, their Buddha or Abraham as it were.
The
ancient story speaks of Elderfelder, the dancing messiah of the marsupials. The
marsupials chose to capitalize her name but not her occupation. She became the
symbol of the first living witness to Godofamily. In those days no alphabet
existed as such, but sounds were distinct and carried meaning, especially when
sung. In case of fact, the sounds are (as marsupials who understand English
believe) very similar to the sounds of Beowulf
chanted in the Old English vernacular.
This was another one
of those strange coincidences between higher conscious life on Earth and
HomePlanets. Another was a modern Celtic-like lilt of their primitive accents.
Tradition says Elderfelder was born without any of the ordinary five senses.
She was eventually abandoned by her frantic mother who could not care for her
alone.
Elderfelder survived with the help of the small,
kind squirrel-like rodents who would bring her berries and nuts. A series of
other animals also helped Elderfelder gained enough strength to eventually
raise herself up and stand tall. She learned to dance all by herself. Some say
the animals taught her by a secret language only known to them. Then one of the
elderly [cleric], a wise old woman who discovered the naked babe running in the
woods, said, ‘No, it was not the animals. She was taught to dance by the
SingleParent, the Invisible One who raised her and helped her to survive
because she was on her own without any parents or helpers whatsoever. – [She
was raise by Godofamily].
Bk 2.RT; Ch 9
2056
hours. I had not been thinking about either of these aspects, but we are in
chapter seven and in the original they were in chapters eight and nine; close
enough.
We give aspects of both of these in the
dialogue between Kembel and his daughter Friendly. The reader overhears this
conversation and deduces as sheorhe will. Post. – Amorella
2102 hours. I had
forgotten about this. This is like moving from one multiple universe to
another. Some of the same people some similar circumstances but a different
story.
The key here, boy, is that the endings are
similar enough that it makes little to no difference. – Amorella
2105 hours. There is no
free will no matter what universe you find yourself living in?
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