Afternoon.
You and Carol are at Barnes and Noble off Fields-Ertel Road. Jill is cleaning
the house today. Earlier you ran errands, filled up both cars as fuel is
one-seventy-five a gallon, Carol walked in Pine Hill Lakes Park and you had
lunch at Street Italian then washed the Toyota at nearby Mike’s. – Amorella
1400 hours. One dealer jacked the price to two nineteen a
gallon – a good sign of higher prices coming – no doubt for the Thanksgiving
holiday. We are only getting twenty miles per gallon running around town in the
Honda but steadied at thirty-eight for the Toyota on the Florida trip.
You
have another beautiful autumn day, orndorff – the fill ups and car wash made
your day. – Amorella
1410 hours. It does though I would never mention it. My old
friend Steve Gardner, PhD., retired electrical engineer extraordinaire, is the
only one I know who would understand the feeling as far as personal automobiles
go. We both have a great deal of affection and passion in terms of automobile
oriented physics, economics, etc.
Carol
stopped by for your opinion on a couple of boxes of Christmas cards, she likes
the old fashion Santa front and you like the old fashion red car front. She’s
dropping the other two boxes back. You are not ready for the Xmas season yet,
but in the past few days you have witnessed little ones under five with bounds
of renewed energy whether it is from left over Halloween sweets or Thanksgiving
dinner with family and friends and/or Christmas or Hanukkah holy days, it’s
already here. – Amorella
1426 hours. The little ones are fun to watch. Most of us
grew through it once or twice in a lifetime.
Night. You did your exercises and had
leftovers from last night, still as delicious. You watched NBC News, a “Blind Spot”
and an “NCIS” and another you both have already forgot. – Amorella
2103 hours. We also watched the intro to the next to the last
“Saturday Night Live” – very good. Carol went upstairs to read and I’m feeling
good to write, but an outline? Sometimes I think you, the Amorella, is the
little character in my mind called BB, a mischievous little partial personality
with letters as his name. About seventy or eighty of these little guys popped
out in early experimentation with the string and washer. I sent the entire copy
of the ‘experiment’ to Dr. Payne about a year after I stopped seeing him. I’m
sure he received them but never commented so I thought my subconscious writing
experiment was within the line of reason. I still have a copy but the ink has
faded – it is about 300 pages in length and was written using the circles of
letters and numbers I developed from earlier experimentation.
Here is a copy similar to what Dr. Payne
showed me to use after my hypnosis sessions (1983-84). Target for holding a
string with a washer attached at the other end.
Target
Here is a copy of the Target I created
to first speak to my subconscious/unconscious. I showed this to Dr. Payne and
he found it interesting. This is from a post a couple of years ago.
Kim
called and she, Paul, Owen and Brennan will be down for a Polar Express train
ride (Lebanon to Mason) on Saturday, 3 December. After the ride they will stay
over and leave Sunday after lunch. – Amorella
2213 hours. We are excited for the boys, I’m sure the train
trip will be fun. The perspective makes my references to the ‘target’ seem
antiquated and unimportant. Which, in real life of course, they are but
representational segments of who I used to be.
You
found another photo on your tour of old posting photos, one titled “Foggy
Machu-Pichu”. I would like you to add that as an imaginary example of the
setting of Humanity Central. You also had one other photo from South America –
the Gate at Tiwanaku. Add that also. Again, we can use the image as a representation
at Humanity Central. The quotation this can be related to is:
“The
stone symbolized something permanent that can never be lost or dissolved,
something eternal that men have compared to the mystical experience of God
within one’s soul.”
By Carl Jung
2225 hours. I like the quote, and I
believe the quotation to be true, the stone is a wonderful symbol. I am a great
fan of Carl Jung.
Foggy Machu Pichu
Tiwanaku
We
will work on the ‘outline’ tomorrow. Post. – Amorella
2230 hours. Tonight my intuition lead me to look for a copy
of the “Target” in the blog material. This also led me to these other photos
which you, the Amorella, find useful. It is like I am ‘working’ when I am not ‘working’.
I find this both settling and unsettling at the same time.
This
is because you intuitively feel that consciousness is like this in real life,
it is directed in part by the unconscious over which you have no free will. You
do not believe this blog is ‘fated’, but you wonder at the wonder of how human
beings actually work, not that there is a Divine Plan as such, but that at
least a loosely formed direction is afoot. The closest you can come to call it
is that it is an evolutionary dispatch, a general order of how things are and
will be. Do you agree? – Amorella
2238 hours. I do, but I also realize my childhood and early
adult education included with Presbyterianism includes ‘predestination’; and
that it may be the real evolutionary dispatch embedded in my family culture that secures the concept, i.e. it is not necessarily a real truth (but in here it need not be, thank goodness).
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