Notes - fish / the band / desperate imagination / foolish

      You awoke thinking of two of your father’s oldest and best friends, Seth Borden and Bob Frasier. Art Gorsuch also comes to your mind. All were fisherman as was your father. – Amorella

       1122 hours. He had some iconic ‘fisherman’ attached to the corners of his coffin; I assume that was his wish. Interesting that the names come up from memory like this. I liked all three men while growing up. They appeared to me as real people, that is, they were what-you-see-is-what-you-get. I guess my father was like that too. Oddly enough, maybe I am too. Strange that I never have thought this before, or at least I don’t remember doing so. In any case, I am no fisherman.

       You fish for words. – Amorella

       1130 hours. Not usually out of context, Amorella

       Post. – Amorella

       1358 hours. I have been working on Dewdrop I am suddenly at a loss as to whether some of the text is spiritual. Most doesn’t appear so to me.

       You brought Piada Street Italian home for lunch, then, headed to the Black Barn in Lebanon for your first corn on the cob (for supper tonight). Carol bought half a dozen and a small seedless solid green watermelon. You finished your half of the watermelon and found it quite good and sweet. Carol has the rest of hers to eat later. – Amorella

       1636 hours. It is hot outside and I’m in need of a nap but I doubt that is going to take place. Maybe I’m coming down with a cold. It is amazing how much a small half melon can fill me up. –  Paul says that a doctor friend of his says they’ll take that band out because it’s been around your stomach too long. I’m surprised. I thought he was kidding at first. First, we have to wait and see what this test shows this coming Wednesday morning.

       Paul said this at lunch on Thursday but you are now recognizing the point with a fuller stomach. – Amorella

       1647 hours. Your words don’t say it but I detect some sarcasm within your word lines above.

       Post. - Amorella

       It suddenly dawned on you boy that the closest to a vision you are going to get are your imaginary marsupial-humanoid friends. Why don’t you just admit this? – Amorella

       1700 hours. It was not a vision, only desperate imagination.

       You are embarrassed. Post. – Amorella

       2252 hours. I completed Dialogue 10 (early November, 2009) and dropped it in Dewdrop.

       What have you learned from this? – Amorella

       2254 hours. Surprisingly, that I had accepted this Encounters in Mind blog as a focus on my spirituality early on. To remain honest to myself in my fiction, I decided that what It wrote I could, in theory, recite the novels to an Angel of G-D after being asked, “Who are you?” This way I would be honest, face to face with an Angel (hypothetically). 

       Why not just say your name? – Amorella

       2302 hours. Good point, a surprisingly good point. Rather foolish of me not to think this.