Late
morning. You awoke with arthritic aches and pains, had breakfast, read the
paper, (Carol thought you were coming down with a cold or flu), comforted
Jadah, took a short nap, then did your forty minutes of exercises and you feel
somewhat better. – Amorella
1121
hours. I am. Partly cloudy skies help. I went to sleep late because I was
playing ‘chase the laser light with Jadah then awoke later because of the
somewhat short but loud thunderstorm with some hail and pelting rain. More green
buds of all kinds are popping, very nice. Kim called to say her cousin, Sharon
(divorced last year) is engaged to Guille, a medical doctor in Las Vegas she
has been dating. She works for a national pharmaceutical company but lives in Vegas with her two children. We met him at
Thanksgiving. He is a good fellow, born and raised in Buenos Aires. We like him
and wish them the best of course. Another niece, Jean, was remarried last
December. It is always fun when people are added to the fairly immediate
family.
Carol is downstairs on the Mac; you are
listening to Calm Radio – solo piano and guitar on Tune In. Later you will
probably drive in to Macy’s so Carol can buy some clothes for walking on the
indoor track at the community center. You both have Silver Slipper free
memberships provided by Aetna/Medicare so tomorrow you will see how that is. –
Amorella
1144
hours. Carol didn’t ask me to go along so I’ll go at least once to see how it
is. She is supposed to walk on flat surfaces. Walking is something I always
enjoyed but arthritis really slows me down.
Post. - Amorella
You had a late lunch at Penn Station and now
Carol is at Kroger’s on Mason-Montgomery Road. A pleasant April day, eh,
orndorff? – Amorella
1508
hours. April reminds me of two authors and two works. Chaucer’s Canterbury
Tales and Melville’s Moby Dick. Both focus on the basic human
condition as all good pieces of world literature do. Every time I write ‘the
basic human condition’ I think of my favorite professor of English, Dr. John
Coulter at Otterbein. I had some 67semester hours of English at Otterbein and
about half were taught by Dr. John Coulter. In most every class he taught at
least once or twice during the semester he would write ‘the basic human
condition’ on the board. ‘This is what literature is all about,’ he would say. I
love the man, John Coulter, the teacher, still. Heart and soul and mind are
about as human as one can be.
Later afternoon. You and Carol are at the
north end of Pine Hill Lakes Park. Carol is on page twelve of The Target
by David Baldacci after finishing The Confession last night. You are
wondering about the ‘clear as air’ in terms of the color of an imaginary
Angel’s eyes and why you thought that rather out of the blue. First, nothing that
has words is ‘out of the blue’. Doug sent you ‘an inspirational quotation’ as
he does every so often this morning and today’s is: “The only source of knowledge is experience,” by Albert Einstein. Second, so
following, this ‘knowledge that the color of an Angel’s eyes’ is not fully
imagination it is based on your experience. – Amorella
1641
hours. This is based on what I once thought was an Angel’s eye because I saw it
in my head. But seeing it in my head during a transcendental experience does
not mean it was real.
The point is that seeing the Angel’s eye was
an experience. – Amorella
1644
hours. It was a select aspect of a transcendental experience. In this sense,
indeed, it is not imaginary in the broadest sense of the word.
You distort your sense of reality by not
giving experience its due. – Amorella
1648
hours. The experience is intuitive knowledge at most (and less intuitive as
least), not knowledge as we normally use the word. [Time to head home.]
1706
hours. Relating to my intuitive experience, my initial description of you,
Amorella, has an eye and distinguishing scar not an eye as clear as air yet you
told me that the time I thought ‘I danced with an Angel of G---D’ (another
transcendental experience) that it was you that I was dancing with not an Angel
of G---D. Speaking of such ‘experience’ then I would have to say that I
discovered that when I asked an Angel a question I would first have to find an
answer for myself.
This is not correct. First, you had to find
the right question to ask. Finding the right question is what you had to find
for yourself first. That was the experience. – Amorella
1715
hours. I do not have the memory because the experience was/is timeless, or it
appears to be so. This is confusing because memory is by definition related to
a particular time setting.
Now you show an example of your ‘intuitive
spiritual’ knowledge in experience. – Amorella
1724
hours. I have run out of words.
Would you, here and now, deny any of this
particular discussion to an Angel of G---D? – Amorella
1727
hours. It is after the fact. How could I deny something after the fact?
The meaning here is “I know better than to
deny something that I feel in heartansoulanmind as true to any Angel because
any Angel may be an Angel of G---D.” Do you agree? – Amorella
1729
hours. I do, based on my intuitive spiritual experience, as you say, in dealing with Angels.
(Whether or not they are real is beyond my ability to claim, thus I have
doubts. This is not a matter of faith; it is a matter of reason and
self-perceived experience.) – rho
I accept these stated words of yours. No
hand on the Bible needed here, boy. Post. – Amorella
1735
hours. I feel neither here or there. Does any of this post have anything to do
with Dead 9?
What do you think? – Amorella
1737
hours. Based on past experience (witnessed in years of this blog) I say, yes, it does.
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