You
are about to go out on errands. You wrote a note to Dennis D. on FB this
morning about Arrival -- one of the points is that time is not a concept
within a thought, such as jumping from present to past (in memory) back to
present or to future expectation. Later. - Amorella
Here is what I wrote to Denny after he
said that the time deciphering the alien language came too quickly and thus the
film was unrealistic:
"Most of the complex form was taking out the
verbs, that is, thinking in tense - Using picture/art as a 'whole meaning'
instead - Language as an art form. There is no 'prophecy' if time is not a
factor. Well, that's my opinion."
1058 hours. I am parked at Arby's next
door to Honey Baked Ham where there is a continual line out the door; the
parking is packed. I did buy a Diet Dr. Pepper so I am officially a customer.
You
are concerned that you might be misunderstood through your comment to Denny.
You are seemingly forever concerned about your word choice because of
misinterpretation. One can see this throughout the blog. - Amorella
1119 hours. I am easily misunderstood.
This is one of the reasons individual words mean so much alone let alone in
linear context. The use of the word "intimate" in context with soulmate
yesterday is a classic example. Sometimes I do not have the sufficient
vocabulary to explain myself, even the dictionary and thesaurus are not enough
which is strange enough in itself. Yes, this blog of more than seven years
demonstrates such examples of possible misinterpretation -- even my own
misinterpretation of what I think and what I write.
Ironically,
this [concern of/for possible misinterpretation] is what has brought to be a
writer and a teacher of the English language in your life. - Amorella
1159 hours. Carol was at Honey Baked
Ham for about an hour. It took me fifteen to twenty minutes to find a place to
park after I dropped her off. Now we are at Kroger's on Mason-Montgomery Road.
Fortunately, I found a handicap spot right up front because this store's lot is
packed with cars also. After we take the groceries home we still have at least
one more errand, possibly more.
Soulmate.
This is the focus of Soki's Choice. Let's leave this for the moment and
return to Chapter One to support the concept through character development. -
Amorella
1224 hours. I'm drawing a blank on the
characters but okay.
You
are home waiting for Carol to find a recipe before going to lunch. You did
complete a second draft of chapter one. Drop it in and post. - Amorella
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SC.Chapter One/draft 2/©2016,rho
Untitled
This is the Soki. Three reasonable human
beings are sitting in their older red striped white Cessna 421 Golden Eagle awaiting
departure instructions from the Warren Detroit airport with a flight plan to
Burke Lakefront in Cleveland after viewing this new year’s Detroit automobile
show.
Pyl Burroughs
plunks down to the right of her brother, the pilot, Blake Williams, while Pyl’s
husband, Justin, rather tensely adjusted into the seat immediately behind
Blake. Pyl turns excitedly, "Justine, what'd you
think of this year’s automobile show?"
"I
liked it. I liked the new plug-in hybrids the best."
"I
liked them too,” she replies. “Which ones did you like best, Blakey."
"I
like the weather sunny and mild — not bad for a third of the way through
January.” Blake pauses and remarks, "We are a go on 33."
Justin
leans forward pushing himself back to sit up straight and adjusting himself to
better observe the instrument needles fluttering as the worn asphalt runway
began to swiftly disappear beneath the fuselage.
Justin is not an experienced passenger in
a small plane so he avoids his circumstance by instinctively watching the
movements in the instrument panel like an interested cat might watch birds in a
bush.
Pyl sits in front, thinks
Justin, a knowledgeable pilot in her own right. We get along very well as a
couple. She has an inner strength of self-determination that I do not possess,
probably because she had to put up with Blake and her father growing up. Being
an only child with two giving parents, self-determination was a given.
An hour into their
flight Blake and Justin were enjoying the meticulous drone of the Rolls-Royce
engine in line with the darker blue above and the gray blue waters of Lake Erie
ten-thousand feet below. Dusk will be around five, broods Blake as the tip of the
Cessna Eagle’s left wing appeared to lightly tap onto an unseen object. He
mumbles, “What the hell?”
Soki smiles, a good pilot does not like distraction.
"Was
it a bird?" asks Pyl cautiously.
Justin
comments, “It sounded like a car tire kicking up a stone."
Blake
picks up the small binoculars for a quick inspection, "There's a crack
near the wing tip light." Blake’s puffed lower lip and grouching demeanor
lead to another round nervous of cabin silence into a satisfactory landing at
Cleveland’s Burke Lakefront Airport.
See how quickly we arrived to the airport.
This is how it is being the Soki. Travel to-and-from is but a thought away.
While
Pyl and Blake visually inspect the landing light held fiberglass wingtip of the
parked Cessna more closely Blake observes a minute gray spongy substance within
the slight crack. This is secondary to the reassuring fact that the crack
appears easily repairable.
"What
is that gray stuff?" asks Pyl.
Blake
replies,” Probably bled out bird gut."
"Scrape
me some," says Pyl. "I'll have it analyzed. I want to see what kind
of bird was flying that high."
Justin
moans, "What for? Jeez Louise, Pyl, it’s bird guts.”
Pyl
replies, “Justin, get me something to put this in. We were pretty high for this
to have been a bird."
Soki says, The stranger is Friendly she is
an alien marsupial humanoid from Ship the transportation machinery that brought
Friendly and her cohorts from across the galaxy. Ship machinery is on blackenot
which means it is invisible to human visuals and earth instruments. Friendly is
concerned because Ship acted on his own by tapping this family’s Cessna.
At
this point a stranger walks up and begins inspecting the damaged wingtip.
Pyl
politely asks, "May I help you?"
Friendly is hesitant, worrying she may be
speaking too fast. She has a problem between heart and mind
The
woman responds, "I saw you coming in. I am interested in buying an old
Cessna P210N like this one."
Human minds can be just plain suspicious.
A stranger walks up asking about our plane. What's the point? Heart interacts
with mind in Justin. Defensive turns to personal concern for wife Pyl, then
himself, then Blake.
This woman has such an
odd dialect, thinks Justin as he picks up a small plastic envelope for Pyl.
Noting the stranger’s dark Mediterranean-like eyes, he first gives Pyl the
envelope and then extends his hand, "I'm Justin. This is my wife, Pyl and
that's her brother, Blake, standing on the stool.” Justin continues, “I’m
surprised you just didn’t call the plane, the Eagle or Silver Eagle, that’s
what people who know her usually say.”
Friendly adjusts to a more warming smile,
"I’m Fran.”
"Fran who?"
"My
given name is Francis Parker, and you are Pyl?"
Pyl grins
lightly, "As a kid Blake couldn't pronounce my real name so I have been
stuck with Pyl ever since." What's your last name, she thinks.
Friendly/Francis turns slightly to shake Justin's
hand and states, "You are the husband?"
He
responds with a dumbstruck nod thinking, what do you want lady?
Friendly wants you to know that she
thinks in italics sometimes, particularly in a situation where her heart
overcomes her mind. She likes to be in command of her life just like earthlings
do. Italics can unconsciousness in communication with itself.
In here, a person's unconsciousness
communicates to me also. The Soki's world is between the unconscious and the
spiritual world. The spiritual world within: the heartansoulanmind, a trinity
of one.
Blake
quibbles business-like, "We think a bird hit the wingtip light. A slight
crack, but it appears repairable."
"I
have a trace of the remains," says Pyl, "I'm going to have it
analyzed to see what kind of bird it was."
Friendly wonders on why Ship
clothed in blackenot would, on his own, tap the wingtip. She comments,
"Well, good luck making the repair,” And quickly adds, "Blake, how
much would you give for her?”
Pyl
moans, "Daddy would never want us to sell this plane, Blake. She's
family."
The
alien/human lookalike concludes with an in-your-face business-like smile
saying, "Upon a decent inspection and fly about, I’ll give you up three
hundred thousand for this Cessna and not a dime more."
Heartened
by the price, Blake responds, "Give me your card. You can contact me
tomorrow, but not before noon."
Fine,
thinks Friendly with a quick smile but she forgets to speak. Lost in thought
she walks the short distance from the hanger complex to the Burke Lakefront
terminal alone. What stuck in her mind like an unwelcome claw was that Ship wanted this meeting with humans to
occur.
See how it is. Friendly's heart and mind
at work, winks the Soki. Winks is a misnomer. Betweeners don't have eyes. They
see without distraction. 30
** **
You
ate at Panera/Chipotle at the VOA Centre; Carol is taking something back to
Carter's and is stopping at Hallmark before coming to the car. Traffic out the
wazoo today, boy. - Amorella
1503 hours. A stop at Kroger's on
Tylersville before a stop at Key Bank, and that ought to do it today. This
Kroger lot is not much better than the last one. I like the way Soki thinks,
always did. I assume that what I did was okay.
You
can hardly remember what you did. - Amorella
1505 hours. I know. It all happened
in-the-moment. I didn't even 'think', "well, Soki would say this
here-at-a-dialogue". It is an interesting harmony of unconscious behavior.
I am either conscious or not-conscious. - Amorella
Not-conscious
serves your reality better. Unconscious denotes unconsciousness. Not-conscious
appears separate in this blog context. - Amorella
1512 hours. This reminds me of my
meeting with Dr. Coulter in his office at Otterbein where he said (smiling friendly
and mischievously at once), "What are you doing, trying to rewrite the
Bible?" I remember self-consciously laughing and shrugging my shoulders in
response because it was unclear to me what he was actually saying. I loved Dr.
Coulter because he accepted me as I was, something few other teachers ever did.
Friendship of this sort has a timelessness to it.
You
see there are only slight differences between friendship and a soulmate.
Sometimes it doesn't make any difference particularly where timelessness is
concerned. - Amorella
1544 hours. Kroger's didn't have what
Carol needed (waterchessnuts) so after the bank we are back at Kroger's on
Mason-Montgomery (such is our day). I need to look up qualities or elements of
friendship to see which correlate with soulmate.
Meanwhile,
why don't we work on chapter two. - Amorella
1547 hours. Okay, good idea, Amorella.
First, I will put SC.ch.2 and 3,d.1 in separate documents. Once these are
completed and redrafted with what we have then I will know better whether to
continue this project or not. Right now it looks good. -- > We returned
home. I took a rest. Here are five basic traits of friendship according to this
article in Psychology Today. (1734)
** **
"The
13 Essential Traits of Good Friends" by Suzanne Degges-White, Ph.D. from Psychology Today.
Posted
March 23, 2015
Traits
of Integrity
These
qualities, represented by the first 5 traits on the list above, are related to
core values held by most cultures—trustworthiness, honesty, dependability,
loyalty, and, as an interrelated quality, the ability to trust others.
- Trustworthiness is
often the “make or break” element in any interpersonal relationship. Any
breach, regardless of perceived magnitude, can devastate a relationship.
Trustworthiness is comprised of several components, including honesty,
dependability, and loyalty, and while each is important to successful
relationships, honesty and dependability have been identified as the most
vital in the realm of friendships.
- Honesty
requires that we speak openly from the heart and incorporate objectivity
into our words.
- Being dependable means that friends can count on
you to be there when you say you will, to do what you say you will, and to
be willing to stand up for friends, especially when they can’t stand up
for themselves. If you are as likely to let friends down as come through
for them, the relationship often becomes superficial, less engaging, and
even resentment-provoking, if it doesn’t end altogether.
- Loyalty is
valued early on in all of our relationships, from the time we make our
first friendships. We need friends who won’t spill our secrets to others,
gossip about us, or allow others to criticize us.
- Being
able to trust another person involves being comfortable with
vulnerability. If you have difficulty sharing your authentic self with a
friend, it is doubtful your friend will be easily willing to do this for
you.
- Selected and edited from - psychologytodayDOTcom/blog/lifetime-connections/201503/
** **
Carol
fixed you and ham and cheese rollup for supper. You watched NBC News, a
"Doc Martin" and "Modern Family" then Carol went up to read
and you watched the first of a six part film starring and by Woody Allen on
Amazon after Carol decided she didn't want to watch the first episode of the
second season of "The Man in the High Castle" tonight. - Amorella
2128 hours. I read some BBC articles
and checked emails. I'm tired. I finally realized it is important not to have
exercises set wrong. Since having the new Fitbit I had the 30 minutes exercises
set on "Running" since I couldn't find "Walking". Today I
reset the exercises on "Workout" where they should have belonged. Now
I am back up to 2 to 3 miles a day whereas before on "Running" I was
2 to 3 tenths of a mile a day in the energy expended. At least now it is reset
since tomorrow will be the first day Fitbit recording for the first day of a
second year of service.
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