What a day!
So I'm rebuilding my computer, (the one that failed for unknown reasons wiping approximately 500G worth of saved data and programs) and I spend all week trying to get it fixed back up and working correctly. I load all my Valve brand games back up on it, only to have them all fail again after the HUGE process of installation, update decryption update some more etc ad nauseum. I don't lose my temper, instead I just start working on the wireless network stuff. So I work on the Linksys brand stuff on my network attempting to make certain it is all updated and functioning. It doesn't. The cards in the computers work in spurts, on again and off again, and the wireless gaming adapter (which is a HUGE pain in the ass to reconfigure) quits working ENTIRELY. After resisting the urge to take a hammer to it, I get a call from the Sprint Rep, (scheduled, and late by 35 minutes) to work on my work phones Direct Connect, which hasn't been working correctly since I got it. After nearly losing the gentleman because of a failure by my JAWBONE brand headset to disconnect/reconnect in a timely and correct fashion, we finally manage to get going and work on the damned thing. After several hold periods and several tests, he declares that he has made the necessary adjustments and that beyond this there isn't anything else they can do. (Time will tell if it is fixed, or if it is just another blatant example of a company taking money in good faith for products that don't in fact, actually WORK.)
So at this point, feeling somewhat re-empowered I return to my previous task of attempting to fix the computer/networking problems I'm having. I work on my iBook trying to ensure that both the iBook, the wireless gaming adapter for ps2, and the two windows computers all connect together and run harmoniously on the network. Of course, it is at this point that I discover that the iBook has lost it's ability to run without being plugged into the wall. The lithium ion battery reads 50%, and apparently, this means the end of the service life for the battery. The SHORT version of this is that I realize that without the added functionality of the iBook being portable, I have Zero need for wireless in the house.
So, once again, I have squandered an extraordinary amount of my personal highly valuable free time trying to make products I have purchased actually do what they were advertised to do. I am QUITE CERTAIN in ALL CASES, that any representatives advice on the subject would be that my stuff is too old and needs to be replaced by the NEW version of the same style of stuff.
I should mention at this point, that through Out the “service life” for all of this equipment, I have waited patiently for the companies to produce the updates necessary to fix all the BUGS in the software which prevented the hardware from working as it was supposed to. So here we are. We are now at a point where the hardware I have been trying to get working on my tiny insignificant little home network all to work together THROUGHOUT it's service life with ZERO success. Now, I don't know about the rest of you nice folks, but I'm not exactly technically challenged. I have a fairly decent amount of experience dealing with this crap. So it makes me stop to wonder......
JUST WHEN DID IT BECOME OK FOR COMPANIES TO STEAL FROM PEOPLE LIKE THIS?
I find it wholly unacceptable that one of my most favored games has seemingly locked me out of playing said game because of the built-in theft deterrent aspects of the software aren't working as intended. I cannot believe that untold numbers of the American public have been left holding unusable hardware or software after having paid for it with every reasonable expectation that the products should WORK.
I have been dying to get my hands on the latest generation of video gaming hardware and I am in desperate need of a new cell phone, laptop, and networking equipment. But you know what? I am not going to give ANY of these companies ONE WORTHLESS AMERICAN PENNY. I realize I am conceivably ALONE in this stance, but I REFUSE to continue to pay these companies for shit that doesn't WORK!
But then I thought about it and I realized, no, this is pandemic. This is the same situation as when I pull through a drive-through and open the wrapper on something as simple as a cheeseburger and find it is COLD, or that the fountain drink has such a GROSSLY out of whack mixture as to make it undrinkable.
It's everything and it's all around us. Nothing works. Nothing is good anymore, and what's more infuriating is that these companies expect us to shell out BIG TIME for these goods and services.
I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm drawing the line.
I'll not pay the money for new computers or game equipment or phone equipment that either fails or doesn't work. NOT GOING TO DO IT.
Until you can produce something of value, I'm SAVING my extremely hard earned cash. I have HAD IT............with designed obsolescence! If a product isn't solid, it has NO BUSINESS being sold to the public under the guise of something that is!
I pity the fool who approaches me with the desire to sell me an extended warranty. That poor soul is going to get flamed on a level that is likely completely inappropriate to the offense. I don't care.
Industry has decided in it's ultimate GREED that they will not sell us well constructed things anymore. What they are selling to us is the IDEA of whatever it is. We buy into the IDEA that we could have this item and we beg them to MAKE IT WORK! They then BLACKMAIL us for PROTECTION MONEY to ensure that our new shiny bauble WORKS!
IT's LUDICROUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So, Heads up to Industry: I'm holding you ACCOUNTABLE. RETRO ACTIVE. You get to burn me ONCE. After that, I will NEVER purchase anything from your “brand” AGAIN! Get it!?
Chiron'
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Happy Anniversary!
Wow.
Amazing.
A simple vision I had of bringing some people I knew together has started to bear fruit.
WE BELONG .................to each other.
I want each and every single one of you to FEEL that.
Today is an anniversary for me/us. Three years ago today, I began the process of building this network.
I thought it was a just a dream that would fizzle and fade away like clearing smoke.
But, remarkably, it hasn't.
It has grown with each concurrent step I have made to expand it. So far, I have managed with your kind assistance to bring about 400 to 500 people into visual “earshot” of what we choose to talk about.
I have spent most of the time woolgathering in this network about life and philosophy, spirituality and music. I welcome an ongoing dialog from any of you, and encourage you to stretch out with your feelings. This is the place where there is no wrong answer, no question is inappropriate to tackle. This is for us. This is for me. This is for you to connect on/in/to. So until there is more interaction, I will continue to share my experience and my life, my fascinations and my love, with you.
Happy Anniversary. Thank you for sharing your experience, your heart, your self, and your love,
with me.
Love Chiron'
Amazing.
A simple vision I had of bringing some people I knew together has started to bear fruit.
WE BELONG .................to each other.
I want each and every single one of you to FEEL that.
Today is an anniversary for me/us. Three years ago today, I began the process of building this network.
I thought it was a just a dream that would fizzle and fade away like clearing smoke.
But, remarkably, it hasn't.
It has grown with each concurrent step I have made to expand it. So far, I have managed with your kind assistance to bring about 400 to 500 people into visual “earshot” of what we choose to talk about.
I have spent most of the time woolgathering in this network about life and philosophy, spirituality and music. I welcome an ongoing dialog from any of you, and encourage you to stretch out with your feelings. This is the place where there is no wrong answer, no question is inappropriate to tackle. This is for us. This is for me. This is for you to connect on/in/to. So until there is more interaction, I will continue to share my experience and my life, my fascinations and my love, with you.
Happy Anniversary. Thank you for sharing your experience, your heart, your self, and your love,
with me.
Love Chiron'
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Purple
If I remember correctly, in physics (or was it Astronomy?) I learned that the frequency of light radiation as it approaches us is colored blue. The frequency of light radiation that we see as a light source moves away from us is perceived as the color red. So, if we are studying these energies and recognizing that there is a relationship between the colors blue and red and their apparent indicated movement either towards or away from us, doesn't it beg the question about what color means to us in terms of sub light speed and direction? Okay, I know that statement doesn't lend itself to being very obvious, so lets come at it from a different direction ; ) .
What if all the items that are painted (seemingly) different colors actually are moving in our dimension based on the color that is reflected back to us? Maybe it happens so slow that we cannot perceive it?
If this wild ass theory actually has any ability to retain moisture, then it would raise some seriously bizarre and incredible questions. Such as: If stars that are blue are moving toward us, and stars that are red are moving away from us, what about stars that are purple? Purple is a color which is a mixture of both blue and red, which, (using our little model) would indicate to us that a star that is purple would be one that is both moving toward, AND away from us simultaneously!
Uh oh.
How could something move away from us and move toward us simultaneously? Well I guess it the only way to describe such a thing, would be that it actually existed in several spaces at once.
Uh oh again...
This is starting to sound a little like time travel? Something that has a foot in multiple dimensions?
Do you think this is why the color purple was considered sacred by the royalty, religious, astrologers and the wise alike?
Things that make you go hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
^..^~
What if all the items that are painted (seemingly) different colors actually are moving in our dimension based on the color that is reflected back to us? Maybe it happens so slow that we cannot perceive it?
If this wild ass theory actually has any ability to retain moisture, then it would raise some seriously bizarre and incredible questions. Such as: If stars that are blue are moving toward us, and stars that are red are moving away from us, what about stars that are purple? Purple is a color which is a mixture of both blue and red, which, (using our little model) would indicate to us that a star that is purple would be one that is both moving toward, AND away from us simultaneously!
Uh oh.
How could something move away from us and move toward us simultaneously? Well I guess it the only way to describe such a thing, would be that it actually existed in several spaces at once.
Uh oh again...
This is starting to sound a little like time travel? Something that has a foot in multiple dimensions?
Do you think this is why the color purple was considered sacred by the royalty, religious, astrologers and the wise alike?
Things that make you go hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
^..^~
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Rusty Gears
I sometimes have moments when I think I'm losing my mind, but then I have to wonder, was the moment I was thinking that I was losing my mind....one of those moments?
Sunday, November 9, 2008
“A Gentle, right-hand turn please”
This is a statement that came from a man who talked a pilot who went blind during a solo flight down down to safety.
Because we have seen this repeated in so many stories in the movies, I doubt it’s impact will fully register on people. It’s no longer the fiction of some action thriller, but rather, for the first time that I have ever heard of, one of the most complicated and delicate tasks has actually been accomplished by two men, one of which, couldn’t see a thing.
It seems to me to be a message to all of us.
It is the second such message that I have received in the past week.
The world has been absolutely flying through this passage of time at high velocity. The rate of change has increased to a level which in my humble opinion is wholly unhealthy for the residents of planet earth. What’s more, is that we are flying blind.
The United States has just rallied around a collective statement that “Change” is what we want more than anything else. In the week after the presidential election, we are all left wondering about what that really means, as the echoes of our voices have left the air and reverberate in our hearts and minds.
It seems to me that although we can’t really agree at this point on what it is that we all want collectively, it is readily apparent that none of us have been happy with the way things have been going.
We just NEED.....”to get there”. We are TRYING to “get there”, we have shown the courage and the HEART to “get there”, but now I think we are being given a series of messages that we all just need to settle down a bit.
As any serious flyer will tell you, there IS such a thing as “going too fast”.
Speed is a strange relative thing. The faster we go, the more we want to go faster. Often we have the ability to move faster than we should. Our ability to go fast usually is developed long before our ability to develop solid navigation control. At slower relative speeds, we can get away with this. Our overall speed in our relative progress is still slow enough to allow for some errors. We are moving along at a good “clip” now however, and we can no longer afford the sophomoric tendencies of humanity's adolescence without putting ourselves at genuine risk.
It is my judgment that we need to seriously consider if not applying a touch of the brakes here, that we should at very least consider letting off the thottle for a while. At least until we can gain a complete understanding of what our “flight characteristics” ARE, at this new speed. I advise that we might consider doing what to many would appear to be the unthinkable.
I suggest that we as the human race reach backwards in time to many of the values of the 50’s and INTEGRATE them with our new value set from our current time.
Let there be Honor, Justice, Freedom, Liberty, Sensitivity, Integrity, Opportunity, and Happiness............for ALL.
It is time for those of us who have been carrying the load to rest a while.
It is time for those of us who have been resting to carry the load.
It is time for us to target and destroy FEAR. It is time for us to LIGHTEN UP.
It is time for us to BELIEVE IN EACH OTHER.
It is time for us to extend our hand to those around us and pull them UP.
It is time for us to Dance.
It is time for us to be aware enough so that when the Divine tells us,
“Now, make a GENTLE, RIGHT-hand, Turn”..............that we are LISTENING.
Because we have seen this repeated in so many stories in the movies, I doubt it’s impact will fully register on people. It’s no longer the fiction of some action thriller, but rather, for the first time that I have ever heard of, one of the most complicated and delicate tasks has actually been accomplished by two men, one of which, couldn’t see a thing.
It seems to me to be a message to all of us.
It is the second such message that I have received in the past week.
The world has been absolutely flying through this passage of time at high velocity. The rate of change has increased to a level which in my humble opinion is wholly unhealthy for the residents of planet earth. What’s more, is that we are flying blind.
The United States has just rallied around a collective statement that “Change” is what we want more than anything else. In the week after the presidential election, we are all left wondering about what that really means, as the echoes of our voices have left the air and reverberate in our hearts and minds.
It seems to me that although we can’t really agree at this point on what it is that we all want collectively, it is readily apparent that none of us have been happy with the way things have been going.
We just NEED.....”to get there”. We are TRYING to “get there”, we have shown the courage and the HEART to “get there”, but now I think we are being given a series of messages that we all just need to settle down a bit.
As any serious flyer will tell you, there IS such a thing as “going too fast”.
Speed is a strange relative thing. The faster we go, the more we want to go faster. Often we have the ability to move faster than we should. Our ability to go fast usually is developed long before our ability to develop solid navigation control. At slower relative speeds, we can get away with this. Our overall speed in our relative progress is still slow enough to allow for some errors. We are moving along at a good “clip” now however, and we can no longer afford the sophomoric tendencies of humanity's adolescence without putting ourselves at genuine risk.
It is my judgment that we need to seriously consider if not applying a touch of the brakes here, that we should at very least consider letting off the thottle for a while. At least until we can gain a complete understanding of what our “flight characteristics” ARE, at this new speed. I advise that we might consider doing what to many would appear to be the unthinkable.
I suggest that we as the human race reach backwards in time to many of the values of the 50’s and INTEGRATE them with our new value set from our current time.
Let there be Honor, Justice, Freedom, Liberty, Sensitivity, Integrity, Opportunity, and Happiness............for ALL.
It is time for those of us who have been carrying the load to rest a while.
It is time for those of us who have been resting to carry the load.
It is time for us to target and destroy FEAR. It is time for us to LIGHTEN UP.
It is time for us to BELIEVE IN EACH OTHER.
It is time for us to extend our hand to those around us and pull them UP.
It is time for us to Dance.
It is time for us to be aware enough so that when the Divine tells us,
“Now, make a GENTLE, RIGHT-hand, Turn”..............that we are LISTENING.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Accord-(ing) to Tina
I have been having a series of discussions with my old high school friend Tina Everett, and she posted this today. This is a reprinting with her permission.
Why So Lonely?
7:15 a.m.
Why do you feel empty? Like nobody understands you, or god has left you in the corner while everyone else is out to play? You look around at your life, and other people seem so happy, but you have no idea where you are going. It feels like nobody else really cares if you are hurting inside or not.
It's because you are only living half your life. You are going through the motions of daily life, reacting to The Physical, while your Spiritual side slowly atrophies. (Think of a Yin-Yang symbol where the white side is not round, but shrivelled up and dying.) First off, it's ugly, second thing you'll notice is that it is no longer balanced and doesn't work. A wheel needs to be round to turn.
Now don't feel bad; it's happening to a lot more people than you realize. In fact we all go through droughts from time to time. But you have to fix it if you want to be happy again. (And the way to be happy again is to fix that flat tire lol)
People everywhere, especially in modern times are pretty good with the physical side of their lives. We know we have to go to work/school, we know we have to pay those bills, meet those deadlines, honor those responsibilities. And then, to unwind physically, we have sports, hobbies, parties, etc.
But as the world gets more 'modern' or technologically savvy, we have started to mock the spiritual as 'old timey' or ignorant. Very religious people (of any religion) are looked upon with a sort of pity, like they are less intelligent. Some of the more devout ones are considered crackpots... (maybe those are ones who are letting the physical side die as they chase after their godliness, so they are unbalanced the other way.
How many people do you know who live their daily lives in the physical world, but save their religious beliefs for their Sabbath day only? Or who believe in interpreting dreams, healings, or tarot and stuff in the evenings when they're hanging out with certain friends, but forget all about that 'silly' stuff during the workday? *for any Christians who are objecting to 'mystical' references here, read your own bible for a change, it also believes in dream interpretation, fortune telling, mental healing, numerology, and miraculous physical manifestations, so lay off the other folks. Take the WHOLE bible as truth, or use it as cage-liner... if you really believe that Bible like you say, you cannot choose parts to cut out.
Why must you keep your real life separate from your religious life? That is what's killing you. That mental connection with the person you fell in love with has shriveled. The spiritual link that made you just KNOW something was wrong with someone you loved one day, and you coincidentally called them right when they needed it... same thing. Talking with god lately? or just sending "Bitch Lists" out when things don't go your way. (The connection to the Higher is a 2-way phone line, when are you gonna quit talking long enough to listen for a minute?)
Start listening to the air around you. Start trying to connect mentally, put yourself in someone's shoes and learn to care about them for a change. Start exploring your Spiritual beliefs, whatever they are. YOUR beliefs, in your heart, not what some guy in a suit tells you to believe. Eventually you will realize what you were missing and have balance in your life again. When you have finally reconnected to the rest of us, you will never be lonely again.
9 a.m.
Wow, that was quick...
Nothing like a religion-oriented blog to stir up some activity. In response to the emails & phone call I have already received:
1: No it is probably NOT better to look for Spiritual things only, and forget about the physical, even though that sounds really noble. You have responsibilities to take care of here. If you are ignoring the Physical side, either you are letting your body rot while you daydream and search for truth, or you are forcing someone else to handle the responsibilities that you should be taking care of. One way hurts yourself; the other way hurts someone else's spirit.
As for caller number 2: Pick a religion. All of them have threads of truth, and all of them have a lot more of it wrong. Remember the game in grade school where Kid A whispered something to Kid B, and then Kid B passed it on, and so forth? Remember how botched it always comes out? Now try that with several billion people over a few centuries... Just follow what Religion your parents gave you, or whichever you feel closest to.
And 3: No I am not claiming to have all the answers... If you feel that strongly about it, all I can say is don't read my blogs, but love me in spite of it.
Why So Lonely?
7:15 a.m.
Why do you feel empty? Like nobody understands you, or god has left you in the corner while everyone else is out to play? You look around at your life, and other people seem so happy, but you have no idea where you are going. It feels like nobody else really cares if you are hurting inside or not.
It's because you are only living half your life. You are going through the motions of daily life, reacting to The Physical, while your Spiritual side slowly atrophies. (Think of a Yin-Yang symbol where the white side is not round, but shrivelled up and dying.) First off, it's ugly, second thing you'll notice is that it is no longer balanced and doesn't work. A wheel needs to be round to turn.
Now don't feel bad; it's happening to a lot more people than you realize. In fact we all go through droughts from time to time. But you have to fix it if you want to be happy again. (And the way to be happy again is to fix that flat tire lol)
People everywhere, especially in modern times are pretty good with the physical side of their lives. We know we have to go to work/school, we know we have to pay those bills, meet those deadlines, honor those responsibilities. And then, to unwind physically, we have sports, hobbies, parties, etc.
But as the world gets more 'modern' or technologically savvy, we have started to mock the spiritual as 'old timey' or ignorant. Very religious people (of any religion) are looked upon with a sort of pity, like they are less intelligent. Some of the more devout ones are considered crackpots... (maybe those are ones who are letting the physical side die as they chase after their godliness, so they are unbalanced the other way.
How many people do you know who live their daily lives in the physical world, but save their religious beliefs for their Sabbath day only? Or who believe in interpreting dreams, healings, or tarot and stuff in the evenings when they're hanging out with certain friends, but forget all about that 'silly' stuff during the workday? *for any Christians who are objecting to 'mystical' references here, read your own bible for a change, it also believes in dream interpretation, fortune telling, mental healing, numerology, and miraculous physical manifestations, so lay off the other folks. Take the WHOLE bible as truth, or use it as cage-liner... if you really believe that Bible like you say, you cannot choose parts to cut out.
Why must you keep your real life separate from your religious life? That is what's killing you. That mental connection with the person you fell in love with has shriveled. The spiritual link that made you just KNOW something was wrong with someone you loved one day, and you coincidentally called them right when they needed it... same thing. Talking with god lately? or just sending "Bitch Lists" out when things don't go your way. (The connection to the Higher is a 2-way phone line, when are you gonna quit talking long enough to listen for a minute?)
Start listening to the air around you. Start trying to connect mentally, put yourself in someone's shoes and learn to care about them for a change. Start exploring your Spiritual beliefs, whatever they are. YOUR beliefs, in your heart, not what some guy in a suit tells you to believe. Eventually you will realize what you were missing and have balance in your life again. When you have finally reconnected to the rest of us, you will never be lonely again.
9 a.m.
Wow, that was quick...
Nothing like a religion-oriented blog to stir up some activity. In response to the emails & phone call I have already received:
1: No it is probably NOT better to look for Spiritual things only, and forget about the physical, even though that sounds really noble. You have responsibilities to take care of here. If you are ignoring the Physical side, either you are letting your body rot while you daydream and search for truth, or you are forcing someone else to handle the responsibilities that you should be taking care of. One way hurts yourself; the other way hurts someone else's spirit.
As for caller number 2: Pick a religion. All of them have threads of truth, and all of them have a lot more of it wrong. Remember the game in grade school where Kid A whispered something to Kid B, and then Kid B passed it on, and so forth? Remember how botched it always comes out? Now try that with several billion people over a few centuries... Just follow what Religion your parents gave you, or whichever you feel closest to.
And 3: No I am not claiming to have all the answers... If you feel that strongly about it, all I can say is don't read my blogs, but love me in spite of it.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Three Times
He was alone.
He could hear the wind sift through the trees outside his open windows.
Gentle breezes which seemed to be calling his attention.
Like soft.....breathing.
He felt himself unconsciously matching his breathing to the sound.
He felt the long heavy curls of his own hair moving on his neck as the breeze caressed him. He started when he realized he was feeling hair he had long since lost. “shhhhhhh” he heard in the highest registers of his hearing.
He knew this presence, and although he knew that he knew it, he couldn’t place it. Like the lazy curls of smoke from the candle, his memory yawned open in it’s search for recognition. But more importantly, he knew that this presence knew HIM.
He waited, afraid to move a muscle lest he should break the spell.
The firelight flickered shadows in the room around him. It was comforting, the crackle and pop of the fire jarred him into the awareness that he had lit no fire.
In the distance he heard a woman's soft murmur of laughter. It was the laugh of amused affection.
He stared into the fire and even his thoughts seemed to stand still.
He heard the tinkle of a spoon in a tea cup.
She always has tea, he thought, as the aroma of fine black tea reached his nose from the cup on the table before him.
He turned from the fire to the place setting across the table from him, as her eyes beckoned his attention into them.
There she was.
His heart threatened to explode from the intense emotions. Attraction, fear, enchantment, confusion, and recognition.
“Oh come now, after all this time this is how you show me how much you’ve missed me?”, she whispered in mock despair.
“I have absolutely no idea who ....or what..... this “woman” is.”, he thought.
“You know EXACTLY who I am”, she whispered. “But I’ll grant you that it has been a pretty good stretch of time.”
She sipped her tea and pulled her legs up into the chair with her. It was only then that he began to really look at her.
She had long flowing hair. It was red, no, brown, no? black with a purplish tint..
“Stop that!” she commanded. “You will see me as your hearts desire. You know how much I hate it when you cannot make up your mind. Close your eyes and feel me sitting here from your heart, once you have done that, then open your eyes.”
“I can’t do this, it’s confusing.” he said.
“Who ARE you? and what do you want with me?” he inquired.
“There is a part of you who knows who I am, and what I am here for. It has been a very long time. We have some time yet, as I have arrived early. I will come again soon and you will perhaps remember me then.
I’ve missed you little one”
He opened his eyes in panic “no wait!” he gasped.
But he was alone.
He could hear the wind sift through the trees outside his open windows.
Gentle breezes which seemed to be calling his attention.
Like soft.....breathing.
He felt himself unconsciously matching his breathing to the sound.
He felt the long heavy curls of his own hair moving on his neck as the breeze caressed him. He started when he realized he was feeling hair he had long since lost. “shhhhhhh” he heard in the highest registers of his hearing.
He knew this presence, and although he knew that he knew it, he couldn’t place it. Like the lazy curls of smoke from the candle, his memory yawned open in it’s search for recognition. But more importantly, he knew that this presence knew HIM.
He waited, afraid to move a muscle lest he should break the spell.
The firelight flickered shadows in the room around him. It was comforting, the crackle and pop of the fire jarred him into the awareness that he had lit no fire.
In the distance he heard a woman's soft murmur of laughter. It was the laugh of amused affection.
He stared into the fire and even his thoughts seemed to stand still.
He heard the tinkle of a spoon in a tea cup.
She always has tea, he thought, as the aroma of fine black tea reached his nose from the cup on the table before him.
He turned from the fire to the place setting across the table from him, as her eyes beckoned his attention into them.
There she was.
His heart threatened to explode from the intense emotions. Attraction, fear, enchantment, confusion, and recognition.
“Oh come now, after all this time this is how you show me how much you’ve missed me?”, she whispered in mock despair.
“I have absolutely no idea who ....or what..... this “woman” is.”, he thought.
“You know EXACTLY who I am”, she whispered. “But I’ll grant you that it has been a pretty good stretch of time.”
She sipped her tea and pulled her legs up into the chair with her. It was only then that he began to really look at her.
She had long flowing hair. It was red, no, brown, no? black with a purplish tint..
“Stop that!” she commanded. “You will see me as your hearts desire. You know how much I hate it when you cannot make up your mind. Close your eyes and feel me sitting here from your heart, once you have done that, then open your eyes.”
“I can’t do this, it’s confusing.” he said.
“Who ARE you? and what do you want with me?” he inquired.
“There is a part of you who knows who I am, and what I am here for. It has been a very long time. We have some time yet, as I have arrived early. I will come again soon and you will perhaps remember me then.
I’ve missed you little one”
He opened his eyes in panic “no wait!” he gasped.
But he was alone.
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