156. Notes - one of the thankful

156. 28 June 2019

       Late afternoon. Carol is napping and Kim, Paul and the boys are in the living room. Kim and Paul are napping and the boys are watching the old Spiderman II. Tonight, pizza at Original Pizza up the road at Indian Shores. Bill and Linda are coming too. You are both mostly packed. Tomorrow morning you leave the condo and return to Linda and Bill's. Lunch is at the original Columbia in Ybor City near downtown Tampa. - Amorella

       1701 hours. Yesterday's conversation was interesting and reasonable enough. I had not thought about Miss Havisham as an antennae into the spirit world. And, I had not realized that 'Nothing" could be visualized by using words. As description the "folds" did it for me. I had not thought of the heartansoulanmind folded, or rather, the heartanmind folded into the soul. (1707)

       The spiritual heartansoulanmind are three-folded. I did not say the heartanmind were folded into the soul. - mh

       1713 hours. The spiritual heartanmind have to fit into the soul's shell for protection and comfort because they are not immortal and the soul is.

       Really now, how does that work in Nothing? - Amorella

       

       1731 hours. I don't know. I had a visual of a three-folded blanket, perhaps spinning and in spinning the soul creates a cloak. 

       Draw three straight lines on top of one another. - mh

       1737 hours. It would appear as one straight line with the adding of a line it would appear to dissolve into the original. 

       But you would have added twice to it; it would be an untruth to say you did not add the two lines to the first, but still it would be counted as one. I, an immortal soul, add a spiritual human heart and a human mind. This is the truth. I am still one immortal soul. Without me, you, the spiritual you, does not exist. Why? Because a spiritual human heartanmind includes one of my spiritual kind. mh

       2100 hours. This sort of thing can be debated forever.

       What a dark humor, my man. Quite funny, and it explains a point of spiritual setting better than if I bring it up myself. - Amorella

       2104 hours. An analogy arises from nothing at all. I dare not take the time to think it out. The thinking might be the hell of it. 

       What a wonderful irony were this true, Mr. Orndorff. - mh

       2108 hours. Misconstrued by a Wonderland rabbit. Or, screwed, either way. 

       Fortunately for everyone, tempering humor knows no bounds in any circumstance, my man. - Amorella

       2126 hours. For this I am one of the thankful. 

       Post. - Amorella

155. Notes - the point of Words

155. 27 June 2019

       Late morning. Turn on the car air conditioning, boy. - Amorella

       1136 hours. I'm waiting for Carol who is at the Hallmark store for wrapping paper. It is pretty hot but I don't think she'll be in that long, just trying to save on fuel. I'm surprised you said something, Amorella, but thank you. I don't question what you say too much. It is 93 degrees so it is hotter than I thought.

       One would think your ancient adventures stuck at the bottom of the Grand Canyon would be enough to stick in your mind for a lifetime. - Amorella

       1142 hours. You are right. I wasn't thinking. I was eighteen. Still, we should have known better back then, even known better now. Old people have problems in the heat. Coming on, I was thinking about how there isn't much of a plan developed (by me) to lay out the metaphysics involved. Point to point we have Miss Havisham out to the nearest 'angelic-like posting in two dimensions. We have two kinds of spirits though others are noted. Miss Havisham has her own sense of baggage beyond a spiritual heartanmind. I seem to be stumbling on to things, so to speak, but it is all rather random. This was supposed to be intellectually challenging. I am not doing my part. 

       You are the intellectual challenge, my man. - Amorella

       1154 hours. Oh. I should have known. Funny joke, Amorella

       You are not offended. - Amorella

       1155 hours. No. I wasn't thinking about what you and Miss Havisham are having to deal with. Humor and irony abide. Among two spirits and being two-thirds physical I'm the hybrid, as it were. Who was the girl in the Merlyn stories who was a hybrid, half Earthling and half Marsupialan? You would think I could remember this. Now I'm drawing a blank on most all of the characters. 

       Evening. Below is the original information about your 'intellectual challenge', orndorff. - Amorella

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122. Notes - the intellectual challenge of my life

122. 15 May 2019

. . . I am excited as I foresee a focused project on the horizon. 

       This is Mr. Orndorff's soul personified. The name I choose to be called is Miss Havisham. I am personified by Mr. Orndorff's spiritual-like writing guide of some thirty years, Amorella. I will show Mr. Orndorff's soul's sense-of-self and its theoretical environs out to the metaphysical post of this soul's witnessed, in my words, the AN-EL. Amorella is also our translator, i.e. his outer immortal soul, Miss Havisham, translates dialogue and observation to and from orndorff's inner mortal heartanmind which is stored and protected within my metaphysical Happenstance. Mr. Orndorff will be known by what he is on a most personal spiritual level, Orndorff, the Agnostic. - mh

       Post. - Amorella

       2158 hours. Until a short time ago I had no conscious idea of this project. This looks like it is going to be a fun project; the best hypothetical project of my entire writing life. I am ready for the intellectual challenge.

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       1936 hours. I am the Agnostic as I don't really believe any of this as fully factual. This dialogue with Miss Havisham and Amorella is real as dialogue but the characters other than myself may well be fully imagined unconsciously. No one 'knows' including myself. If I can intuitively gain from the conversation a hint of plausible metaphysics then, for me, it is worthy of experimentation. Presently then, I am back to Miss Havisham's comment of two days ago on "baggage of the soul" which I thought I might have misinterpreted from "baggage in the soul". Amorella states that the correct interpretation is "baggage of the soul". I am not fully spiritual. Too much physics and connections of the naming of things. I need to use the likes of personification in the abstracted contraction -- analogies. Miss Havisham has stated that she has a 'natural spiritual shell' that separates her from the physical universe and that she has within her spiritual body a place for the human spiritual heartanmind to fully rest comfortably as a trinity of heartansoulanmind, an individual human spirit.

       A three-folded spiritual heartansoulanmind is a clearer factual [from my perspective] statement than 'trinity' which has religious connotations. This is a natural spiritual ordering. The English word, 'supernatural' and its connotations do not exist in our spiritual realm. The 'baggage' I refer to is in the spiritual space between the folds; a spiritual lint, as it were. - mh

       2009 hours. I have to see a definition of 'lint' to allow me less chance to stray from your intended meaning, Miss Havisham.

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lint - noun 

- short, fine fibers that separate from the surface of cloth or yarn, especially during processing. 

• a fabric, originally of linen, with a raised nap on one side, used for dressing wounds. 

• the fibrous material of a cotton boll. 

ORIGIN late Middle English lynnet‘ flax prepared for spinning’, perhaps from Old French linette ‘linseed’, from lin ‘flax’.

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       The key to the spiritual meaning of 'lint' is seen in the Old French linette for linseed. It is for all intents and purposes as a spiritual seed, i.e. a beginning purpose, a spiritual idea or concept that is as 'worn away' in the folding. - mh

       2027 hours. Wow. I can visualize this spiritually though nothing is here. 

       This is the point, Mr. Orndorff. Amorella and I must visualize nothing and your human spirit has to translate this picture. If you had no spirit you could not visual this. - mh

       Post. - Amorella

       2032 hours. I am much appreciative. You leave me wordless at times. 

       That can be the point of Words also. - Amorella

154. Notes - 'baggage of the soul' / fewer choices

154. 26 June 2019

       You are at Linda and Bill's. Bill is working on cleaning up on the recent work of reconstructing their bedroom which will be completed mid-July. Carol and Linda are at the hairdressers. 

       1020 hours. I was looking over some Internet definitions of 'spiritual reality' and find the definitions lacking part from ambiguity and part from personal viewpoints of what spiritual reality is or might be. From this I whittled spiritual reality down to First Cause. 

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First cause, in philosophy, the self-created being (i.e., God) to which every chain of causes must ultimately go back. The term was used by Greek thinkers and became an underlying assumption in the Judeo-Christian tradition. Many philosophers and theologians in this tradition have formulated an argument for the existence of God by claiming that the world that man observes with his senses must have been brought into being by God as the first cause. The classic Christian formulation of this argument came from the medieval theologian St. Thomas Aquinas, who was influenced by the thought of the ancient Greek philosopher Aristotle. Aquinas argued that the observable order of causation is not self-explanatory. It can only be accounted for by the existence of a first cause; this first cause, however, must not be considered simply as the first in a series of continuing causes, but rather as first cause in the sense of being the cause for the whole series of observable causes.

The 18th-century German philosopher Immanuel Kant rejected the argument from causality because, according to one of his central theses, causality cannot legitimately be applied beyond the realm of possible experience to a transcendent cause.

Protestantism generally has rejected the validity of the first-cause argument; nevertheless, for most Christians it remains an article of faith that God is the first cause of all that exists.The person who conceives of God in this way is apt to look upon the observable world as contingent—i.e., as something that could not exist by itself.

Selected and edited from - ps://www.britannica.com/topic/first-cause

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       1032 hours. The above easily fits into my personal view, because it is cultural view I held growing up, but this does not mean that reality is something that could not exist by itself. That is another question, and a secondary one at that. If a transcendent cause is [a Kantian] one, and is 'beyond the limits of all possible experience and knowledge' then human beings cannot legitimately respond. Then this thought exercise is beyond a waste of time (1044)

       Thought is not beyond the baggage of the soul, Mr. Orndorff. 

       1627 hours. What is the baggage within, Miss Havisham? First, however, I need to look up 'baggage'. 

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baggage - noun - 

1 personal belongings packed in suitcases for traveling; luggage. • the portable equipment of an army. 

2 past experiences or long-held ideas regarded as burdens and impediments: the emotional baggage I'm hauling around | the party jettisoned its traditional ideological baggage. 

ORIGIN late Middle English: from Old French bagage (from baguer ‘tie up’), or bagues ‘bundles’; perhaps related to bag.

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       Baggage of the soul does not relate to a human being's spiritual heartanmind, Mr. Orndorff. 

        Time for a break, orndorff. Post. Amorella

       2219 hours. 'Baggage of the soul' is not the same thing in English as 'baggage in the soul'. Did I make a mistake in translation Miss Havisham?

       I will make corrections where I see fit, orndorff. - Amorella

       2223 hours. I still make mistakes in interpretation, Amorella. I am notorious through my entire life making such mistakes through over-interpretation and under-interpretation. I make grammar mistakes, all kinds of writing mistakes. The irony overflows with the most humbling humors. Me, an English major -- as a student teacher at Olentangy High my guiding teacher privately suggested that I go into another kind of work than teaching English -- this is after I spelled 'Grammer' on the board and didn't think a thing of it. She corrected me privately and I changed it acting like I just made a stupid mistake and knew better. This admission is most humbling. To be honest though, I couldn't teach anything else except perhaps history if I had three more hours at the time. Even then, so many history majors were also physical education coaches. That's how I remember it. 

       You genuinely feel you had no choice as far as teaching was concerned. Basically, you had fewer choices. Post. - Amorella

153. Notes - a selection of conversations

153. 17 June 2019

       Very shortly after noon. You are awaiting a call from Craig and Alta about their trip to Ohio and Pennsylvania in late July. You are also waiting on Paul to stop to pick up the cats and all their paraphernalia and journey them to their place for a two weeks residence, then you can pack. Packing makes them anxious. - Amorella

       You are both almost packed. Rachel Maddow just came on MSNBC. No need to post. We'll keep a daily commentary. - Amorella

153. 21 June 2019

       Early afternoon. You are recovering from possible strep throat by taking two 50mg tablets a day called in by Paul three days ago. You have been getting a lot of sleep along the way. As of this afternoon you cough is sounding more normal than not. That's audio progress. Body-wise, you are as having a flu. Everyone else is fine. - Amorella

153. 22 June 2019

       1705 hours. Without much thinking I sent a FB note thanking people for reading the blog, then I rather flippantly suggested I might ask my soul what she does when I'm not around. I didn't mean the question disrespectful, it seemed an interesting question. 

       Here is a response, Mr. Orndorff. When I am tired of endless chatter 'thinking' people such as you do, I shut you down. I am not a Mother Hen. I do what any reasonable soul would do, shut you off. Bye for now. Miss Havisham

       After dusk. You are looking for a good photo for tonight as it is your first Madeira Beach photo of the Summer, 2019. - Amorella

       2058 hours. I took a few, hopefully one will be better than the others. There were more orange tints than I expected. Interesting. Note just in from Kim (2100 hrs.); they rented a car and are leaving the airport presently; she says they'll arrive in forty minutes. -- Well, that stops my processes. I'll write another time. 

       Come up with that photo to drop into FB, then we'll call it a night. - Amorella

       

153. 24 June 2019

       Mid-afternoon Monday. Kim, Paul, Owen, Brennan, Linda and Carol and you had lunch at Guppies on the Beach in Indian Rock. Everybody enjoyed their foods. Presently you are in the bedroom writing at the table while the others are chatting in the living room. Later. - Amorella

       

       The dark of evening. Kim, Owen and Brennan came in the bedroom to see Carol and yourself and everyone had a good chat before bed. You are indeed pleased with the progress both have made in their chess playing, particularly their beginning and middle games. Owen took lessons earlier this year. - Amorella

       Owen is a calmer player. Brennan is more aggressive and sometimes beats his brother. He would like to beat me, I can feel it in him. They both show very good maturity and focus in their wills to strategically move the pieces about the board -- learning to command the middle of the board from the edges. They are interesting to observe. Both pay attention to my moves. Brennan caught me with a side bishop and I lost a knight. Carelessness on my part and he set it up and took advantage of it. I think that was his best move of the game because of his quiet anticipation and observation of my weakness. He felt the joy in taking that knight all on his own. Both have a firm handshake at the conclusion also. The game can be full of private joys and regrets. Such is life. (2143)

       You got carried away in the moment, boy, and you are feeling better both mentally and physically. Your last paragraph shows this between the lines. - Amorella

       You were never a good player but you readily enjoyed being chess advisor at Indian Hill. You helped start the chess club at Mason, and shortly after Mark Meibers, who had been your student at Mason and was now teaching math classes at Mason, took over the club some years before your retirement. This is the way it registers in your heartanmind. - mh

       2201 hours. This is a fun fact to know. Lots of things happen in life and this was a forgotten point. 

       I assure you it was not forgotten, Mr. Orndorff. - mh

       2204 hours. This is very refreshing to realize. None of this makes any difference other than in the subjectivity of being human. I would hope this is real, that this is how it was; and that after physical death this is how my spirit will remember it . It gives me positive hope that little things in life stick with you after physical death. 

       The living can and do make arguments on life after death but it really makes little difference. People like to hope they have good memories go with them. Spirits like myself do not have to prove anything such as this. We are what we are. We exist. Humans are what they are too, and they also exist. If we both exist with or without time, what difference does it make? People make conclusions, but anyone who has ever studied history know this make little difference to those living after the deaths of millions, billions of others. Conclusions have a limited value. Hearts and minds do not. Post. - Amorella     

      Evening. You have a hint that Miss Havisham has something to say, but your concern is that you have something to say in her behalf. Is this not so? - Amorella

       2132 hours. I sense anger from Miss Havisham, and I would be upset to find it was my own anger misplaced.  

       Have you ever felt anger from me and felt it misplaced your own? - Amorella

       2136 hours. No, ma'am. I 'know' your anger and it comes from beyond my own soul. Your anger has broken through from a realm far beyond Miss Havisham. There was never a question. Once, I suddenly smelled burnt flesh and recognize it as my own. Decades ago, I felt a sin or two were burnt away and I was more nakedly raw than before. All this within a second or so. Sometimes time stood still as if it never was during such a moment of which there was more than one. These are recorded in notes shared with friends before the encounters-in-mind blog was set up. Notes from the twentieth century. No one meets a real Angel face to face as it were without immediate repercussion. Amorella morphed, as it were, into an Angel of G-D. This present conversation raises such an ever-immediate event in my heartansoulanmind. There is not one in the three parts of my human spirit that will deny this. If there is a denial I demand to read/hear it now, Miss Havisham? - rho

- No Response -

       2153 hours. I am not going to deny it for to do so, from my perspective and my belief, I would forfeit my very soul. This from a conformed agnostic, no less. I will not be less than what I am in my own heartansoulanmind, and damned be the consequences. - rho

       Post. - Amorella  

152. Notes - story defined / be alive and well

152. 16 June 2019

       Later, on a rainy Sunday morning. The first word to pop in your head as you cranked up the computer was "story". - Amorella

       1118 hours. That's what I was thinking last night before sleep. I wanted to reiterate that this blog is really a fictional story in a diary-like format. Presently it is reminding me a bit of Coleridge's "Rime of the Ancient Mariner" and Carroll's Alice's Adventures in Wonderland. 

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The Rime of the Ancient Mariner

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner (originally The Rime of the Ancyent Marinere) is the longest major poem by the English poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge, written in 1797–98 and published in 1798 in the first edition of Lyrical Ballads. Some modern editions use a revised version printed in 1817 that featured a gloss. Along with other poems in Lyrical Ballads, it is often considered a signal shift to modern poetry and the beginning of British Romantic literature.

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner relates the experiences of a sailor who has returned from a long sea voyage. The mariner stops a man who is on his way to a wedding ceremony and begins to narrate a story. The wedding-guest's reaction turns from bemusement to impatience to fear to fascination as the mariner's story progresses, as can be seen in the language style: Coleridge uses narrative techniques such as personification and repetition to create a sense of danger, the supernatural, or serenity, depending on the mood in different parts of the poem.

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Alice's Adventures in Wonderland

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Alice's Adventures in Wonderland (commonly shortened to Alice in Wonderland) is an 1865 novel written by English author Charles Lutwidge Dodgson under the pseudonym Lewis Carroll. It tells of a young girl named Alice falling through a rabbit hole into a fantasy world populated by peculiar, anthropomorphic creatures. The tale plays with logic, giving the story lasting popularity with adults as well as with children. It is considered to be one of the best examples of the literary nonsense genre. Its narrative course, structure, characters, and imagery have been enormously influential in both popular culture and literature, especially in the fantasy genre.

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            You may also include Wilder’s "Our Town". - Amorella

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Our Town

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Our Town is a 1938 metatheatrical three-act play by American playwright Thornton Wilder. It tells the story of the fictional American small town of Grover's Corners between 1901 and 1913 through the everyday lives of its citizens.

Throughout, Wilder uses metatheatrical devices, setting the play in the actual theatre where it is being performed. The main character is the stage manager of the theatre who directly addresses the audience, brings in guest lecturers, fields questions from the audience, and fills in playing some of the roles. The play is performed without a set on a mostly bare stage. With a few exceptions, the actors mime actions without the use of props.

Our Town was first performed at McCarter Theatre in Princeton, New Jersey in 1938. It later went on to success on Broadway and won the Pulitzer Prize for Drama. It remains popular today and revivals are frequent.

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       1149 hours. This is where the concepts of this blog come from as well as from my many year blog "Encounters in Mind". I have no doubt left many concepts out but assume they are scattered about within 'Encounters'.

       I agree, orndorff. You cannot possibly remember where all the concepts have come from having lived seventy-six years of experience so far. - Amorella

       Post. - Amorella

       2203 hours. I assume I am the stage manager from what I read above. 

       Rightly so, you are the only one living. - Amorella

       2205 hours. Closer to the truth, I am the stage.

       You've hit it right on the button, boy. - Amorella

       2206 hours. As in the line, "All the world's a stage."

       Correct again. All the "I's" of the world are the stage. Their heartsanminds plus two imaginary spirits, a soul and another spirit. - 'twere in one, 'twere in all'. - Amorella

       2215 hours. In this work I am as the 'alone' in everyone. 

       No, boy. You are first the stage and set. You have long stated that you are mostly fiction, so this is an excellent stage to wish for something more and not discover it here. - Amorella

       2218 hours. Such a dark humor. 

       A stellar humor is it not? - Amorella

       2223 hours. It is, to be sure. Such a pleasure to laugh with it without a sense of irony. 

       Tomorrow will be busy. Tuesday you leave for Tampa and Madeira Beach once more and to be returned by July, hopefully alive and well. 

       2228 hours. I wish for nothing more for the world than for it to be alive and well.

       Post. - Amorella

151. Notes - for consideration

151. 15 June 2019

       After a Smashburger supper. Earlier you decided to put up two blog pages (149 and 150) because you liked them both equally. - Amorella

       1944 hours. Posting on Facebook is relatively new for me. I will continue with at least one a week for a while. I need to refocus on the metaphysics. I would like to better define Amorella in relationship to Miss Havisham since I have a basic sense of my soul as a spiritual being. For instance, how does Amorella view Miss Havisham and how does Miss Havisham view Amorella? When human being met other human beings for the first time, at least in our culture, we might shake hands or acknowledge eye contact and perhaps a smile or positive nod. Obviously, in here, each recognizes the other as a spirit. Perhaps I should begin there. What defines a soul as a spirit? And, what defines Amorella as a different spirit? In this blog is there a catalog of spirits from a spirit's perspective?

        This is Amorella. Miss Havisham defers the question to me first. Orndorff, is there a species catalog of human beings?

       2003 hours. No. Human beings are the species.

       It is the same for spirits, they are as a species in the same context. - Amorella

       2005 hours. Is there diversity among spirits?

       We are two examples. - mh 

       2013 hours. Are there other examples besides you two?

       Yes. - Amorella

       2015 hours. Thank you. I am not prepared for further questions on this subject. The reason I am not prepared is that I need to make more sense of the both of you first; otherwise, I have nothing to build on. 

       I began this commentary the other day by suggesting that it isn't often that I meet a soul. I 'know' souls, but meeting the personification of a soul is not the same thing as meeting an undressed soul. To do so I have to personify myself. - Amorella

       You are doing the same thing, Mr. Orndorff. You allow us to 'meet' you, i.e. communicate with you, by sharing your heartanmind within your soul and then by creating the illusion that your heartanmind is separate from your soul. You stated this when you wrote you (as one whole being) were in three parts of spirit -- Amorella, Miss Havisham and your heartanmind. You changed your dressing so to better communicate with the two of us. -mh

       2032 hours. Thank you both for your efforts. I did not consciously recognize my own effort in helping to make this inner-communication to happen.

       This communication between human beings and spirits can only truly happen through written language devoid of id, ego and superego, as it were. - Amorella

       2037 hours. But, I as a human being have id, ego, superego or any equivalent of the same.

       Your initial language gives you away, Mr. Orndorff, whether you recognize it or not. You did not write, "I a human being have id, ego, superego or any equivalent of the same." You used, "I as a human being." Even now, you realize you forgot a comma after 'I'. mh

       2045 hours. Now, this is plain weird. 

       What this shows, orndorff, is that human beings are more than they think they are. The pronoun 'I' is more than being human. This is true, from my spiritual perspective, of all human beings. - Amorella

       In this perspective, Mr. Orndorff, the pronoun 'I' comes before the given name. mh

       2050 hours. I need to further think this through.

       This is the reason I mainly communicate to you through the written word. - Amorella

       2052 hours. Oh, my goodness. 

       You see, this is your first, your most honest and true reaction, and you are now embarrassed by it. Post. - Amorella