Afternoon. You arrived home from Columbus a
short time ago. You read the morning paper, which Carol is now reading.
Yesterday was a mix of family and fun at Brennan’s expense. He liked his
presents, especially “Building a Road” that has road pieces and small electric
cars to travel on it. Saturday Paul is driving with his brother Peter to Miami
where Peter will begin working at hospitals – Peter takes first Medical Boards
this Thursday. Paul flies back from Miami on Sunday. Kim and the boys are
coming down Saturday after their swimming lessons at the Y and will return home
Sunday afternoon. – Amorella
1338 hours. It is a sunny day and only
16 degrees but it was good for driving. We’ll go out for lunch in a bit then
the grocery, after that I’ll be ready for a nap.
No lunch but you had an early supper at
Cracker Barrel. Carol wasn’t hunger earlier either so she watched one of her programs
while you slept in the bedroom chair with Jadah curled on your chest. - Amorella
1729 hours. We are at Kroger’s on
Mason-Montgomery – Carol is picking up bananas, fresh bakery wheat/grain bread
and milk for breakfast. We had a good time at Kim and Paul’s – this morning we
ate at First Watch, everyone’s favorite and had a good talk with Kim. She was
busy on the phone with two clients early this afternoon. Kroger’s is packed
once again – no snow coming this week though.
You just had a favorite snack, a banana with
a bit of crunchy peanut butter spread on top; this is after watching
Masterpiece Classic (Downton Abbey) and Masterpiece Mystery (Grandchester) and
NBC News. Readying for bed? – Amorella
2212 hours. I am. We love these two
programs, as do many others. They both are so well written and played out.
You are internally eager to work on Pouch
Eight so let’s get on with it. – Amorella
2256
hours. Pouch 8, first draft, is completed. I am surprised again.
Add and post. – Amorella
** **
Pouch 8 Draft 1 ©2015,rho
Captain
Friendly is sitting at a smaller table with Ship communication embedded within.
Her father, Director Kembel is comfortably sitting next to her with a slight
smile.
“I
know that look Daddy. Here we are again. Sitting and being one another
together.” She paused. “I love you.”
“And,
I love you.”
Ship
politely asks the first question, “Yermey has explained the situation. It is
his opinion that we follow Mother Drenakite’s suggestion that we enter
planetary space with blackenot on and permanently hover above StoneHouse Sacred
Dig. Onesixanzero and I concur that for the time being, no one outside of those
on site will know Earthlings will be on the surface.”
“The
archeologists are all under the supervision of Mother Drenakite,” states
Kembel. People are respectful of the authority, feeling StoneHouse is
traditionally sacred territory first,” comments Friendly. “I have told the
Earthlings that this site is akin to finding the bones of Abraham and Sarah
buried in the region where God’s Messenger gave his Promise to Abraham. They
are more interested in the than I thought they would be and are grateful they
do not have to go through public scrutiny, at least at this time.”
“The
area is already a designated sacred natural park and has been kept wild. This
project will keep people focused and allow Earthlings to observe us as we are,”
echoes Ship.
“What
is it exactly, that we are using the Earthlings for?”
Ship
replies, “Mother Drenakite and Onesixanzero believe there is a theoretical
relationship, a quantum-like spiritual connection between both species.
Philosophy suggests that the Earthlings and us have equal heartsansoulsanminds
at the spiritual level, and as such, the spiritual living in the Beyond might
have contact with each other. This was theory long before Earthlings were known
to exist – that other spiritual creatures similar to us would show this would
be possible. Our earlier trips to Earth and recent knowledge gained of their
present cultures show their religions and our own have respectful similarities.
We accept many spiritual concepts in our traditional religious practices.
Several of our past religious figures developed philosophies similar until
Elderfelder the Dancer appeared and made us think deeper into ourselves, into
the separate and the togetherness of the heart and soul and mind in the
individual as well as in the bonding of the greater group. We could not have
known this until Elderfelder the Dancer was witnessed by our machinery as well
as our humanity.
.
In
another section of Ship, Yermey knocks politely at Justin and Pyl’s private
quarters.
“Who’s
there?” asks Justin.
Ship
responds, “Yermey wishes to see you both immediately.”
“Yes,
of course. Let him in please,” responds Pyl before Justin can sort through a
suitable reply.
Yermey,
smiles rather grimly, “Sorry to bother you both, but something has come up.”
He
glances at Pyl who immediately motions Yermey to sit in the chair, while she
also directs her husband to sit with her on the couch. Somewhat perturbed,
Justin asks, “Shouldn’t Blake be here also?” asks Justin.
“I
saw him first.”
“What
is this about?”
“We
want you three to work with us at a dig – the StoneHouse Project. We have a
mystery and think your arrival here might either be an effect or cause.”
“Why
did you tell this to Blake first?” questions Justin.
Yermey
looks directly at Justin and rather bluntly declares, “To see which of you
would be the first to show such a concern.”
“I
thought about it too, Yermey,” says Pyl with gracious eyes but I want to know
more about this mystery. Why would we three be a part of some ancient dig? This
sounds like our theories of ancient astronauts visiting Earth. We humans have
never been to any of your planets before.”
Yermey
replies, “Mother Drenakite and Onesixanzero as well as Ship have concluded,
though unlikely, that this is a spiritual connection. We want to resolve this
before our public knows you are visitors.”
“How
odd. Pyl glances towards the bare wall and says, “Is this true Ship?”
“Yes,
Pyl. We needed to approach you as directly as we dare.”
Mystified,
Justin says, “This is truly bizarre – unworldly.”
“And
my brother is interested?”
With
a grin, Yermey relaxes, “It was his idea to ask you in this rather unorthodox
manner, not Ship’s.”
– 718 words
** **
2300
hours. This is rather unorthodox. Who would have thought? I feel ‘right’ about
the direction here, like I am back in the groove, so to speak. The concluding
words jumped out and then a period – then end of the selection. I can’t help
but wonder if the surprise happenstance with my friend, my muse jarred my
clarity.
Like you said orndorff, it is but
happenstance. Let’s move on with Dead Eight tomorrow and sort this out when it
is completed. - Amorella
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