Friday, February 8, 2019

50. after thoughts


8 February 2019

       Friday morning. You are waiting in the car, facing east while Carol and Gayle are on the third floor of the red brick slightly rectangular office building behind you. The building is situated off County Line Road between Cleveland Avenue and Africa Road. Gayle is having her eyes checked after the eye operation yesterday. - Amorella

       0732 hours. Dawn. This is supposed to be a thirty-minute visit, anyway, the car seat is much more comfortable than those chairs found in most waiting rooms. I am at a loss as to where to go on digging into the human spirit (metaphorically speaking). 

       You are still spiritually exhausted from divulging the 'secret' from the 1980's, where you pretended being a prophet as in ancient times. - Amorella

       0740 hours. I pretended and wondered into the feeling of being a prophet in that your hand Amorella was that of another, but certainly not me, a born-again agnostic for goodness sake. I suppose today, that it was completely delusionary. I had my home and school lives which were lived normally until at an (almost daily)  automatically appointed time in my head I lifted my fingers to the keyboard and began. It turns out I sent the 'letters' to a rabbi who didn't exist. The address was real enough however. I sent them anonymously for several months. Finally, I signed one with a return address and was quickly sent a reply by a real rabbi who politely asked me to quit sending such 'outrageous' letters. I called Fritz, my friend and lawyer, and he suggested I send an apology and that I would refrain from sending further letters. (From then on I never sent any of my writings on to anyone without also sending a copy to Fritz.) I did not really share with anyone but Bob P. and Fritz M. both old and dear friends. They were my check on reality. I was terrified that my school would be notified but they were not. I did not lose my job or reputation. 

       It was as a miracle from my perspective. My so called 'prophecies' never came true though to be honest I never wrote any that I kept (except for two or three pages to remind me of what I had done). It was a relief really and quite surreal to think that I would have by my own free will and mind write and send such letters out to a stranger. I am in reality a very quiet and shy individual. I never fully believed G-D did the writing because I am an agnostic, as an agnostic I have doubts. A tiny spark within said that it would be arrogance to not do duty to the possible though highly improbable 'calling'. I am an honorable man and grew up as a Boy Scout and a spiritual person (Native American look towards Nature and Romantic), just not a very religious one. As an existentialist I had no choice be to answer as my own heartansoulanmind called the shots. That's really all there was to it. If I was wrong (which it turns out I was) then I would have made the right decision for me at the time (which was to write and send the letters and eventually add my name and address to own up to my doings). That was all long ago. 

       You apologized for the offending letters. You do not remember them but assume that your fiction books, as partly enriched by my hand, so to speak, voice some of what was written in the 'letters to the rabbi'. - Amorella

       0915 hours. I do, but with plenty of doubts, though fiction was much easier to write. Ironic though, when looking back. Even then though, before each letter was sent, I didn't fully believe it was the word of G-D. I'm an agnostic through and through, mostly. I have very few doubts though that G-D, as a Supreme-Being of the Universe(s) and Beyond exists. As Shakespeare wrote so beautifully, "There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy," I certainly stand with those words, and even in physical death I would easily stand by them. (The added capitals in Shakespeare quote are my own.)

       Post. - Amorella

Wednesday, February 6, 2019

49. Notes - for you alone / a secret


6 February 2019

       Afternoon. Carol is finishing up her turkey soup to take to Gayle. Tomorrow, you and Carol are taking her to the eye institute downtown for laser surgery on her left eye for cataract removal. Tonight, you watch the boys at jujitsu then take them home and wait for Kim and Paul to return from a school conference. Shortly, you will be leaving for lunch out. - Amorella

       1428 hour. First, I thank you for the wonderfully worded short line, "Most humbly" yesterday. I have never seen a better use of contextual dark and lit humor at the same time. Never in my life have I seen a better line. Never. What irony, what timing. What drama, at least for a crusty old agnostic like me.  

       The line was for you alone, boy. Post. - Amorella


       2234 hours. Carol is watching MSNBC and I am ready for bed sitting in the black recliner. 

       You are thinking on a terrible spiritual time in your life in the 1980's. You remember a moment when you (in essence) wrote, "my heart is in a thousand pieces; it can never be repaired." I was there. You had followed your heart because it was necessary. It was not a matter of faith, it was out of duty. Nothing untoward happened in your prophecy written in secret to one other. You thought at the time that the prophecy you wrote might be a message from G-D given to you, a rogue agnostic,  in secret to a man of the cloth you did not know. The man who was named to receive the prophecy never replied though he had your name. He never said a word to anyone else as far as you know. This personal and secret event in your life (told to two friends at the time) set itself within as the darkest of dark humor and as such it became the greatest of spiritual lessons in your life. You regret nothing leading up to that spiritual event. You do not regret writing and sending the prophecy from your freed heartansoulanmind. You made a mistake, the kind of mistake a fool might make, but you do not feel you were a fool, and because you made a mistake and owned up to it before G-D, you are wiser than you were. You learned a great private existential and spiritual lesson. - Amorella

       2301 hours. I have no other words. You put together (here) what I could not. I do not know if I am a wise person, but I do know what utter humility is. Fortunately, for me I do not have the words to describe it. Your words (yesterday), "Most humbly" brought back what humility really is. 

       Note, You have but a copy of a page or two of the original prophecy. You gave the man the only original document of several hundred pages over a period of several months. Tomorrow, we move on. Post. - Amorella

Tuesday, February 5, 2019

48. Notes - free license / most humbly


5 February 2019

       Late afternoon. You are still considering the concept of a ghost-like spirit, a heartansoulanmind, with a humanitarian coat. - Amorella

       1722 hours. A rainbow sheet, so to speak. I think Abraham was supposed to have had such a jacket. 

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Coat of many colors

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

This article is about the garment in the Bible. 
In the Hebrew Bible, the coat of many colors (Hebrew: כְּתֹנֶת פַּסִּים ketonet passim) is the name for the garment that Joseph owned, which was given to him by his father, Jacob.

According to the King James Version, Genesis 37:3 reads, "Now Israel loved Joseph more than all his children, because he was the son of his old age: and he made him a coat of many colours."[1]
The Septuagint translation of the passage uses the word ποικίλος (poikilos),[2] which indicates "many colored";[3] the Jewish Publication Society of America Version also employs the phrase "coat of many colors".[4] On the other hand, the Revised Standard Version translates ketonet passim as "a long robe with sleeves"[5] while the New International Version notes the translation difficulties in a footnote, and translates it as "a richly ornamented robe".[6]
Aryeh Kaplan in The Living Torah gives a range of possible explanations:
Kethoneth passim in Hebrew. It was a royal garment; 2 Samuel 13:18 (cf. Ralbag ad loc.). The word passim can be translated as 'colorful' (Radak; Septuagint), embroidered (Abraham ibn Ezra; Bahya ibn Paquda; Nachmanides on Exodus 28:2), striped (Jonah ibn Janah; Radak, Sherashim), or with pictures (Targum Jonathan). It can also denote a long garment, coming down to the palms of the hands (Rashbam; Ibn Ezra; Tosafot; Genesis Rabbah 84), and the feet (Lekach Tov). Alternatively, the word denotes the material out of which the coat was made, which was fine wool (Rashi) or silk (Ibn Janach). Hence, kethoneth passim, may be translated as "a full-sleeved robe", "a coat of many colors", "a coat reaching to his feet", "an ornamented tunic", "a silk robe", or "a fine woolen cloak".
James Swanson suggests that the phrase indicates a "tunic or robe unique in design for showing special favor or relationship" and that "either the robe was very long-sleeved and extending to the feet, or a richly-ornamented tunic either of special color design or gold threading, both ornamental and not suitable for working."[7]
The phrase is used one other time in the Hebrew Scriptures, to describe the garment worn by Tamar, daughter of David, in 2 Samuel 13:18-19.

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       You dropped the quote in for vindication and because you are curious. You are also curious about Tamar, a daughter of David also wearing a similar coat. Check it out. - Amorella

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Tamar (daughter of David)

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Tamar[a] is a figure described in 2 Samuel in the Hebrew Bible. In the biblical narrative, she is the daughter of King David, and sister of Absalom. In 2 Samuel 13, she is raped by her half-brother Amnon.

Biblical narrative

Tamar was the daughter of King David and Maacah, who was the daughter of Talmai, king of Geshur.  Absalom was her brother and Amnon was her half-brother.
In the narrative, Amnon developed strong feelings of lust for her. Amnon's friend and cousin Jonadab advised Amnon to pretend to be sick to ask Tamar to prepare him food. He did so, and while she was there, Amnon asked her to have sex with him. She said no repeatedly, and he then raped her. After the rape, Amnon treated her disdainfully and sent her home. Tamar expressed her grief by tearing her robe and marking her forehead with ashes.[1] She went to Absalom, who attempted to comfort her and took her into his home where she remained desolate. When David heard of her rape, he was angered but did nothing.[2] Absalom had Amnon murdered two years later[3] and then fled to Geshur.[4]

Michael D. Coogan attributes the placement of the rape of Tamar narrative, coming soon after the Bathsheba narrative, as a way for the narrator to compare Amnon to David. As David wronged Bathsheba, so too will Amnon wrong Tamar, "like father like son."[5] Mark Gray, however, disagrees with this position, and argues that "the rape of Tamar is an act of such horrific defilement that it is marked off as distinct from David's encounter with Bathsheba."[6]
Adrien Bledstein says the description of Tamar as wearing a "richly ornamented robe" may have been meant to signify that she was a priestess or interpreter of dreams, like Joseph with his coat of many colors.[7]
Mary J. Evans describes Tamar as a "beautiful, good-hearted obedient, righteous daughter who is totally destroyed by her family."[8] After the rape, Amnon attempted to send Tamar away. She responded "No, my brother; for this wrong in sending me away is greater than the other that you did to me" (2 Samuel 13:15-16). This response refers to Deuteronomy 22:28 which states that a man who rapes a virgin must marry her. In Biblical law, it was unlawful for a man to have intercourse with his sister; Kyle McCarter suggests that either the laws are not in effect at this time or they will be overlooked by David, or they do not apply to the royal family.[9] Michael D. Coogan, in his section on women in 2 Samuel, describes Tamar as a "passive figure" whose story is "narrated with considerable pathos." Coogan also points out the poignancy of the image at the end of the narrative story where Tamar is left as a "desolate woman in her brother Absalom's house" (2 Samuel 13:20). This ending verse about Tamar is meant to make the reader feel compassion and pity for her.[5]
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       1754 hours. The discussions above are interesting, but the more reading on the subject of the coat of many colors the more complex it turns out to be. Alas, the whole point of this is supposed to be on the humanitarian coat (sheet/jacket) I dropped over the spirit to give it a more ghost-like appearance. I give my mind too much free license. 

       How do you know your mind has the free license and not your heart? - Amorella

       1802 hours. Touché, Amorella. I do not know. What comes to mind though is your question is as Angelic in Nature; that is, were I dead and physically gone, in my heart of consciousness, in my soul I can hear such a spiritual question directed my way. Neither heart nor mind speaks up and says, which is which to think my mind or my heart free license has free license. Perhaps it makes no difference, but to me it appears to. Why? The heart is closer to the soul. I cannot imagine my soul having any free license at all, thus, the heart would be influenced by such more than the mind which would have more of a sense of being free than heart or soul. This is my reasoning. 

       Then, I ask you this, young man; What is this soul than can open and shut at will; yet you suggest this soul has no free license to do so? - Amorella

       1819 hours. I had not considered this. I have in mind and heart that the soul is absolute and understands all things human innately. I had not thought on the soul making a choice.

       Yet many religious texts suggest that it is the soul that is either damned or saved not the heartanmind within the soul. - Amorella

       1824 hours. Terrific, Amorella. I am not confronting religious texts in this blog. The contents within this blog are my own deeper thoughts on the nature of the heart and soul and mind. I have a mind to look deeper on the subject of the basics of the soul. I have as have others, sub-divided it. The subject is fascinating to me, always has. 

       Post. - Amorella


      1937 hours. It appears that from the point of view of the heart and soul and mind each has a free will within the bounds of its own notion or conceit. This is strange and full of irony when in consciousness human beings, many of them, feel they each have conscious free will also. No wonder the substance/moral/determined (desired) life of each human appears complex in terms of herorhis own conceits. There are numerous battles of will (reason/desire) within each individual that eventually have to be let go or resolved. 

       If nothing of spirit survives physical death then it appears to make no difference either way in terms of conscious free will. - Amorella

       1950 hours. If this is so then if nothing else pride and arrogance are nipped in the bud of physical death. Finally, be quiet and be dead all you living things. Collective theatre, that's life while it's lived -- tales told by  idiots, a great author once surmised. Once dead, how might I respond?

       Most humbly. - Amorella

       2000 hours. Let's leave it there. 

       Post. - Amorella


Monday, February 4, 2019

47. Notes - no second guessing in the spiritual heart


4 February 2019


          Early afternoon. You are in the east parking lot of the medical building on Montgomery Road just south of the Kenwood Town Center. Carol is within waiting to have her yearly eye exam. - Amorella

          1257 hours. We had a good drive down. Carol stopped at our old Kroger's on Mason-Montgomery Road to compare prices with the one in Lewis Center; they are very similar at least in terms of milk and cat food. She was hoping for a bargain on the dry cat food. Hidden Creek Circle looks the same as usual as does our old house. We were quietly solemn on the old street journey, don't know why. We don't really want to move back. Maybe we were lost in a private memory or two. 

          Matters of the heart, boy, plus lots of memories to choose from. Your first was not the house on Hidden Creek but your first house on Majken Place when baby Kim came home from the hospital the first time. - Amorella

          1307 hours. It was. That was my best memory of Mason. Wow. I never thought about Mason in terms of best memory. Consciously, I can think of none better. I wonder if that is how it is being newly Dead with a spiritual memory intact?

          I this case you can say it was because it was a matter of the heart. - Amorella

          1314 hours. It is strange in this instant to call a birth a matter of the spiritual heart because the spirit is not composed of matter. I need to look it up. 

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matter - noun physical substance in general, as distinct from mind and spirit; (in physics) that which occupies space and possesses rest mass, especially as distinct from energy: the structure and properties of matter• a substance or material: organic matter | vegetable matter | fecal matter• written or printed material: reading matteran affair or situation under consideration; a topic: a great deal of work was done on this matter | financial matters• Law something which is to be tried or proved in court; a case. • (matters) the present situation or state of affairs: we can do nothing to change matters• (a matter for/of) something that evokes a specified feeling: it's a matter of complete indifference to me• (a matter for) something that is the concern of a specified person or agency: the evidence is a matter for the courts[with negative or in questions] (the matter) the reason for distress or a problem: what's the matter? | pretend that nothing's the matterthe substance or content of a text as distinct from its manner or form. • Printing the body of a printed work, as distinct from titles, headings, etc.• Logic the particular content of a proposition, as distinct from its form.

Selected and edited from the Oxford/American software

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          1320 hours. Matter, "something that evokes a specified feeling". If this is the case then the heart has both a selected and an unselected range of feelings based on any subject. My unconscious choice was number one memory from Mason, Ohio: 'Bringing baby Kim into our house at 800 Majken Place for the very first time'. I did not consciously look through a list of memories. The choice appeared automatically from the heart itself. 

          You were relieved of second guessing. - Amorella

          1332 hours. Amazing, and wonderfully humanitarian of my heart. 

          The 'humanitarian' is built in, boy, don't you think? - Amorella

          1333 hours. I have never thought of the human spirit in this specific way before. What a gift of having a humanitarian spirit working with/for you whether you want it to do so or not. If you second guessed your best memory it could be as hell itself. 

          That is indeed how you see it. - Amorella

          1337 hours. There is no damned if you do or damned if you don't. 

          Not in this blog, boy. - Amorella

          1339 hours. I would wish this were so for every human heart. 

          Make it so. It is your book. There is nothing arrogant in wishing everyone well. - Amorella

          1340 hours. I need to stop here and wonder on this dialogue. You certainly appear Angel-like to me, Amorella.

        Post. - Amorella

Sunday, February 3, 2019

46. Notes - a reader's choice - inference


3 February 2019

          1418 hours. Six readers today have the blog page below as number one on the list; out of curiosity I read it and find it has the soul's reference, one I had forgot. (Merlyn is a character in three of my novels which I was revising at the time.)

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Selected and edited from -- 
http://encountersinmind.blogspot.com

10 OCTOBER 2012

 

Notes - giving a drachma's worth /a soul's mitosis / acceptable postulation / sleep tightly /


  1433 hours. Lunch at Smashburgers. We love the sweet potato fries and cooked veggies with dip. I think we are addicted. Carol is on a short walk around the north end of Pine Hill Lakes Park and I am sitting on the shade side of the multi-treed (woodsy) hill waiting in the lot. I can't help but think of Merlyn in his heartansoulanmind deadanliving and living cocoon. 

        It is the Gateway to the New World, boy. - Amorella

         That's good, Amorella. Last night I was thinking about the sheanhe aspects of the soul and I had forgot that this was covered somewhere in the first trilogy because something came up that if one were partial to the same sex, let's say, male and male, then the soul would stay 'male' in terms of the 'marriage'. Plus, I really like your analogy of a smithy and the marriage of metals. It reminds me of the book Mircea Eliade who wrote The Sacred and the Profane; the book is The Forge and the Crucible. I used selections from both books in my mythology course at Indian Hill. Some of my students enjoyed that elective. I had no problem filling it so that the course would be taught year after year. Lectures, readings, discussions and student presentations and a research paper filled the time. 

         That was a heart rendering course boy. Most of your courses were that way. Heart's memories lead the way in these books as always. - Amorella

         Of course it is easy to realize the mind triggers its own memories too; but what of the soul, what trigger's the soul's memories if it has any (at least as far as the book is concerned)? I cannot imagine the 'real' soul having memories that would be triggerable as far as the heartanmind are concerned, it doesn't seem probably that such memories would be triggerable because they would be of a soul's perspective, the 'touching' as you say, or camaraderie (if you will) among souls. (Gads, I get this flash of a gathering of souls like I am seeing, via a microscope, a gathering of ameba in a Petri dish.) 

         That will work. Why not? - Amorella

         I am not sure how to respond here. 

         It is a visual the reader can easily recognize. - Amorella

         1516 hours. I was reading about ameba in Wikipedia Offline. I think I should not take the analogy very far.

         Just the shape and movement will do, and one more, mitosis. 

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Mitosis is the process by which a eukaryotic cell separates the chromosomes in its cell nucleus into two identical sets, in two separate nuclei. It is generally followed immediately by cytokinesis, which divides the nuclei, cytoplasm, organelles and cell membrane into two cells containing roughly equal shares of these cellular components. Mitosis and cytokinesis together define the mitotic (M) phase of the cell cycle cell cycle—the division of the mother cell into two daughter cells, genetically identical to each other and to their parent cell. This accounts for approximately 10% of the cell cycle.
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The process of mitosis is fast and highly complex. The sequence of events is divided into stages corresponding to the completion of one set of activities and the start of the next. ... The cell then divides in cytokinesis, to produce two identical daughter cells which are still diploid cells.

Edited from Wikipedia Offline: Mitosis

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         This is an interesting twist, a soul dividing. I would not have thought of such a thing. 

         There is reason for such in the story as you will see. Post. - Amorella


         1711 hours. Souls dividing. I like the imagery. A spiritual membrane, a sheanhe, I can't help but think of Moby Dick and Captain Ahab's comment to Starbuck on Adam.

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"Oh, Starbuck! it is a mild, mild wind, and a mild looking sky.
On such a day--very much such a sweetness as this--I struck
my first whale--a boy-harpooneer of eighteen!  Forty--forty--
forty years ago!--ago!  Forty years of continual whaling! forty
years of privation, and peril, and storm-time! forty years on
the pitiless sea! for forty years has Ahab forsaken the peaceful land,
for forty years to make war on the horrors of the deep!
Aye and yes, Starbuck, out of those forty years I have not
spent three ashore. . .
. . .  Oh, Starbuck! is it not hard,
that with this weary load I bear, one poor leg should have been
snatched from under me?  Here, brush this old hair aside;
it blinds me, that I seem to weep.  Locks so grey did never grow
but from out some ashes!  But do I look very old, so very,
very old, Starbuck?  I feel deadly faint, bowed, and humped,
as though I were Adam, staggering beneath the piled centuries
since Paradise.  God!  God!  God! - - crack my heart! -- stave my brain!--
mockery! mockery! bitter, biting mockery of grey hairs, have I lived
enough joy to wear ye; and seem and feel thus intolerably old?
Close! stand close to me, Starbuck; let me look into a human eye;
it is better than to gaze into sea or sky; better than to gaze
upon God.

From: Melville's Moby Dick
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         It is here, Amorella. "I feel deadly faint, bowed, and humped, as though I were Adam, staggering beneath the piled centuries since Paradise." How would it be that Adam's soul and Ahab's were one in the same? Is this not how Captain Ahab feels? Not the same soul exactly but the son/daughter's son/daughter and so on (so to speak) of the original soul? The human soul, as that of the first woman or man to have one, generates all the souls; an ancestry of souls leads but to one soul rather than Emerson's sense of an "Oversoul".

         This has a simply defined probability to it, and relating particularly to the books, this creates a fictional sense. All shapes are repeated in the metaphysical and physical worlds. Why not? The human mind can only make sense of human-oriented matter. The 'naming of things' in both the spiritual and material worlds provides a north compass heading, an orientation for further study and supposition. This is acceptable postulation, orndorff. Post. - Amorella

     
    I feel strongly that my long time 'literary-minded' friend Bob Pringle would like this.

         You are, as they say, 'kindred spirits'. - Amorella

         2128 hours. I am wondering, in the story, when a child is born, does sheorhe have a heartansoulanmind or a heartanmind or a heartansoul or a soul or heart alone or some other combination?

         This is a question Merlyn would ask, as he is curious. - Amorella

         One more question, that perhaps would be asked first, does Merlyn know that souls divide?

         No. He does wonder about the soul's beginnings. Rightly or wrongly, Merlyn assumes the baby is born with heartanmind because he feels he has witnessed this in newborns. A newborn reacts to light and sound, this would show a 'brain' at work if not a mind. A newborn shows emotion such as contentment or anger or pain, this he would attribute to a young heart and/or a young mind. And, sometimes it is witnessed that a newborn appears to have the heart to live or not live. The heart makes this decision not the mind. Those are his thoughts based on his experiences of life not yours, orndorff. - Amorella

         What generates this focus on the soul's beginnings in this 'Dead- 5' chapter.

         Merlyn wonders on souls then hearts and then minds and how they have come to be as one unit in which he can create his 'spirit house' as it were. He assumes that the soul was first as it is immortal and has no need of an individual's heart and soul to exist. He likens the soul to the roots and trunk of the apple tree and the heart as the branches carrying the leaves out to gather the sunlight to be the mind of the apple tree, and lastly the fruit the apple to be the heart of the tree. Only he thinks with human beings it is the reverse, the fruit, the heart is first, the growth of the limbs and leaves, the mind, is second, and third, from the combination, the marriage of the heartanmind the soul is born to envelope the heartansoul as a seed, the core of the heartansoul is enveloped by the apple, the growth of the soul which comes with the maturity from baby to adult. One develops the soul to defend the heartanmind at the age of twenty-one. This is Merlyn's thinking. By the age of seven the person has a baby soul, by fourteen sheorhe has an immature soul, and by twenty-one the soul is an adult guardian, a knight and castle, if you will that surrounds one's heartanmind. - Amorella

         This is interesting background, Amorella, to gain insight into Merlyn this way. Thank you.

         Consider these points and we will exploit them for the books. - Amorella

         No, Amorella. Even in a fiction I would not exploit these things. It would not be right to do so. I would not. - rho

         We will show a sense of the spiritual and material through such concepts. - Amorella

         It is abhorrent to me that you used "exploit". I heard an echo of the word just before keying it. Why would you say this? I do not feel that you are exploiting me? This is interesting. It helps me to understand the world through a myth if you will, but it helps me make sense of the world at least for me. As there are no answers that we know of in terms of the metaphysical realm at least in a story I can gain some sense of satisfaction not of writing it, but of listening to carefully to the words and 'learning' a way to 'understand' the metaphysical world in my heartansoulanmind better. To me it doesn't make any difference if it is true or not true, it still helps me to understand (in my own way) what it is to be a human being.

         Glad to be of assistance, boy. You are being 'self-taught' you realize. - Amorella

         I can accept that. Most of my life has been self-taught. One cannot be human and not be self-taught. But it also helps to have a guide along the way. I am most appreciative. 

         You are being humbled. Nothing wrong with that. Good night, old man, sleep tight (as they say). Post. - Amorella

Selected and edited from -- 
http://encountersinmind.blogspot.com

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          Post. - Amorella

          1814 hours. We were writing for Merlyn's story but the concept of an original single soul splitting (cell-like) through a mitotic-like phase to create an identical soul. 

"The process of mitosis is fast and highly complex. The sequence of events is divided into stages corresponding to the completion of one set of activities and the start of the next. ... The cell then divides in cytokinesis, to produce two identical daughter cells which are still diploid cells." * (Wikipedia/above)

          1825 hours. The soul replicates by completing one set of activities and the start of the next. It divides to produce two identical souls thus each soul is connected with the previous soul and the future soul. In such a case as hinted in Moby Dick, Ahab would have a connection with Adam's soul, so to speak, particularly where the environment contains no space or time. This helps with an understanding of a concept. Surely this is not being completely self-taught. I thank all my teachers, professional or no, who have helped me evaluate my life. They still help me through my living memory. Having a spiritual memory would be extremely tremendous. Were it like this after physical death I would be quite glad. What learning could take place through selected and/or unselected souls of humankind. It is interesting that today I learn by what six readers dictated today to be the blog page with the most hits when I checked, six hits. In a sense it was like the roll of a die from six unknown friends from across the world.(1843)

          Now you are working your romantically 'inclining' imagination to another table for a feast of entertainment, but that is not what this blog is about boy. Post. - Amorella

          1846 hours. It is about the study of my own heartansoulanmind as I cannot study that of any other human being. 

       You can obviously by inference, now post. - Amorella