150. 14 June 2019
Late morning. Looking out your bedroom window from the slant position of the black lounger you see a grouping of daisies looking bright and cheerful next to the green well rain-soaked grass. Behind the daisies is the brown dirt awaiting sod cover some time this month. Your new neighbor, A.S., will be happy. - Amorella
1113 hours. Today is my friend, John Douglas Goss's birthday. I remembered to send him a b note a few minutes ago. We have been friends since the third grade (1951).
Carol and Cathy have been in the outback planting wildflowers from Cathy's garden. The sky appears blue and is windy still. - Amorella
1253 hours. I like your "windy still". Very funny.
Amorella is picking up on Soul humor. - mh
I have made acquaintance with Miss Havisham; it is not a usual feat when two unlikely spirits meet. - Amorella
1259 hours. Wow. I suddenly feel like I'm an Alice in Spiritland.
That's the short and tall of it, orndorff. - Amorella
1306 hours. Good grief.
See, Mr. Orndorff, you can show some humor here too. - mh
1309 hours. I'm dumbfounded. (Is this a real word?)
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dumbfound- verb - [with object] greatly astonish or amaze: they were dumbfounded at his popularity.
Selected and edited from the Oxford/American software
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Post. - Amorella
Mid-afternoon. Carol and Cathy quit for the day and the four of you are going out at four-thirty for an early supper at nearby Max and Erma's on Maxtown and North State. - Amorella
1549 hours. I cannot grasp where this three-way conversion is going. I did not consider that the soul would be considered a spirit though I don't know how else humans would classify a soul. As such though, I need to classify Amorella as one type of spirit and Miss Havisham as another. I realize that metaphysics is not science but Angels have been classified so it seems to me lesser spiritual-like beings can be classified too. The thing is, I am, in part, a living biological body that has basically three spirits within. The heartanmind is basically my essential spirit. Miss Havisham is an immortal spirit that protects my essential spirit which is not immortal, and Amorella is, in this case, a kind, guiding spirit who helps me communicate with myself and with others through the usual process of writing or typing, though Amorella has also used my fore and middle fingers, with string and washer, hovering over an alphabet tablet method. (1602)
Suppertime. Carol is finishing up watering the new plants that she and Cathy put in today. Tomorrow it is supposed to rain. You had a good and fun supper with Cathy and Tod. You two paid saying it was for their June birthdays (Tod's is next week). They graciously accepted. - Amorella
You and Carol are facing northwest at Shale Hollow Park this evening. Carol is working on her Coben novel, Deepest Fear, page 242. You have so many questions about my new relationship with Miss Havisham, the first coming from the fact that you didn't know we could 'communicate' with one another without a reference to the live human of we three spirits. I don't know why you didn't think about this. When writing your usual fiction characters would talk to one another from time to time; you even heard their voices once in a while. - Amorella
1920 hours. I didn't mention that but maybe once or twice -- that's pretty serious stuff -- people can be put away for that type of behavior.
But it was type behavior, Mr. Orndorff. - mh
1923 hours. You are trying to get me to smile, Miss Havisham. You are reminding me of small fun relationships between teacher and student. Male and female. Some students I could have easily adopted in real life, if they needed adopting. I thought of most of them as nieces and nephews or second cousins once removed. identified with them as loose family relationships because I cared about them. That was a safe way for relationships for me. Presently, maybe this is me as the student, and I am developing a closer relationship with my two friendly spirits, one being my soul and the other a kind older wiser spirit, a grandfather like Popo Orndorff. I knew him a lot longer because he lived a lot longer than Popo Schick. It might even stem as far back as Aunt Jemima, as my secret friend when I was four, five and six. I knew her from the cover of a pancake mix box. We would talk to one another, she was my imaginary friend. I knew that, but we had fun anyway. She kept me company when I was playing by myself outside or inside.
It might be because, for no known reason, you have always been lonely from the inside out even though, strangely, you have always had real friends on the outside looking in, observing the real you. Doug and Fritz and Steve for instance; and Laney as a close friend even though you are both married to someone else. All four touch your soul, me; no question about it. - mh
1946 hours. It bothers me that you are using "your soul" because 'your' shows possession and I don't want to possess you. I want us to friends, at least as a personification.
I am not a doll to be imagined on as alive, Mr. Orndorff. It is fine that people think they are owners of their souls, even though they are not. Human beings are built to survive as living in the material-physical universe. Once with the non-living the relationship develops, rather quickly, because human beings, in their physical and spiritual nature are not built to be alone. They are built for friends who need friends. This is how they survive physically and mentally. You know this. Most everyone knows this, deep down. Whether people accept this or not is something else. If they do not accept friendships, then they cannot accept themselves as human beings. Simple as that. - mh
Post. - Amorella
1958 hours. You can be so abrupt, Amorella.
It is not time for you to be among the Dead, orndorff. No more tonight, my young friend. Post. - Amorella
2000 hours. I am understanding metaphysics and myself better, that is, my human condition better.
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