92. Notes - work a day + some Ch. 1 / questions

92. 13 April 2019

       Earlier this morning, about 0300 o'clock you abruptly deleted your Facebook notice because it didn't feel right. Now, after a good breakfast at Scrambler Marie's near Polaris with Kim, Paul and the boys, you continue to tweak your new header for the blog which presently is below. - Amorella

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This is a personal, spiritually oriented learning curve blog. I intend to show through creative reflection what the human spirit is to me. I am assisted by my long-time inner guide, Amorella; and by Miss Havisham, my soul. This story is hers. She begins within Note 88 of this blog. The preceding Notes, 1-87, provide a transparent worded background to my soul's recent personified arrival. This story is written with Amorella being the lone translator between my soul and me. 

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       You are at Shale Hollow Park facing south. Carol is hiking the pebble stone north up the wooded hill and returning the same path. - Amorella

       When Carol returned you fell asleep. Your body aches a little from the fall you had in the backyard yesterday. Since the ground was soft it didn't really hurt but your right knee swelled a bit. - Amorella

       1340 hours. we are back to Heritage Park in Westerville because Carol wanted to walk on flat ground. There is not a soul in in this north lot near the picnic shelter and playground. Pear trees are in blossom but not much shade by still naked trees. 

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Chapter One (draft) © 2019 rho

Dawn without a yawn. August 6, 1942. Rudiments in a bag. Tiny bones and appendages mostly covered with skin. Barely living thus barely life conscious pre-birth matter quickly delivered to a four-windowed box for body consciousness to grow for naturally surviving. I am ice waiting for indifference to melt. No heartansoulanmind necessity. No place for attachment here. Awaiting further life accomplishment to a small puddle dripping in. Waiting is a first time for rudiments in a bag of tiny bones and organs in a skin. I have done this before. Sleep without matter. This soul was spiritual sleep without matter. -(stop for now) ms

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       You posted your Notice of Introduction on your Facebook page a short time ago. Now is a good time to post this. Any new readers are welcome. Basically, I am the translator for both Mr. Orndorff and Miss Havisham. She says she needs to keep a more formal distance from Richard than I do. Notes are included to always keep transparency. The working draft is free as will be the final draft. - Amorella

       1632 hours. No one need feel obligated to read this work. From my perspective this is for interested individual readers to ponder. My soul has decided to talk. Free expression and all that. Miss H. being free allows me to feel even spiritually freer. I have no idea what Amorella and Miss H. are going to say and how they are going to say it. In the Notes I will ask questions when I feel like it. As long as the story has a plausibility to it I'll let it stand. No matter what the other two say my name is on the work. Thank you for checking it out. Continue reading along with me or do what you want. The Reader is always as free to do what sheorhe wishes. The Reader knows this no matter what anyone else thinks or says. Have a good life. I intend on continuing mine until I don't. No regrets. - rho

       Post. - Amorella

       You are at Kroger's off North State Street to take back the wrong bought cat food. Your cats eat the blue bagged Purina One. Carol bought the wrong blue bag. 

       Simple errors like this can weigh on the soul just as much as more serious things. mh

       1832 hours. Why is this?

       The spiritual heart drives the soul like gravity. The spiritual mind drives the soul like light. Light and gravity are the engines of physic and likewise they are the similar/dissimilar engines of the spiritual heart and mind. This is how Miss Havisham sees it Mr. Orndorff. 

       2011 hours. Is this similar/dissimilar spiritual function a quantum-like function such as being and not-being at the same time?

       That a leap in logic because time is not even a not spiritually. 

       2017 hours. Thank you for responding to my questions, Miss Havisham.

       Thank you for asking them, Mr. Orndorff.

       Post. - Amorella

91. Notes - rejuvenation in heart and mind / privacy

91. 12 April 2019

       It is a rainy Spring morning. Yesterday, you drove to the Cincinnati area where Carol had her monthly lunch with three retired Blue Ash Elementary friends, Ann, Morita and Judy. You had lunch with Bud C., a friend and neighbor since you lived on Majken Place in Mason. Gary, whose wife is still in major recovery of cancer, is too busy for lunch now and then, but hopefully sometime this year you will be back to your periodic lunches also. You miss Rich G. who you also used to have lunch with, sometimes with Rich and Bud. - Amorella

       0950 hours. I do miss my friends, Bob P. and Dave S. also. I have begun Facebook contact once again with Bert (Albert) F. whose wife Mary died a few years ago. At seventy-six deaths of friends and relatives happen more frequently, or seem to do so. 

       The soul reverberates with the thoughts and memories of friends of all nature die and move on. Reverberate is not the proper word, you have none because there is none. 

The analogy of the soul fits best with the properties of water. In this particular case the reverberation is caused by throwing a small pebble into a small quiet pool of water about the size of a children's back yard blow up plastic pool. Now, think of a Japanese fish pond and a larger gold fish popping to the surface and leaving a bubble and a ripple at the same time. That water tension is the sense of an old friend in spiritual memory. The bubble contains a touch of the old friend's heartansoul, a tender kiss on the cheek, if you will. That's how it is presently for this unfading soul, Miss Havisham

       1009 hours. What a pleasant and unique thought. It is like you are a real soul, Miss Havisham. It feels like my soul in expression - a real rejuvenation in heart and mind -- thus you feel a reality to me. 

       Post. Amorella

       You are at Westerville's Bob Evans waiting for Fritz M., special friend since eighth grade, best man at your wedding, and added as your personal lawyer ever since his graduating at Ohio State University. - Amorella

       1128 hours. I love my friends. I have had a good life, but it's not time to move on to the next world as far as I am concerned. 

       Post. - Amorella

       Afternoon. You have been lightly helping Paul put in wiring, six lawn lights and timer to reflect on the center tree, house stone and stone porch pillars. He just left after being here about four hours. He also straightened the bird feeder and put up the bird bath in back. Tonight, he wants you to take a picture to see how it all looks. - Amorella

       1634 hours. I enjoyed his company as much as anything. We are so appreciative of his helping out. The lights were his idea a couple months ago. He bought all the material and brought his own tools. I called a few minutes ago and asked for the bill at least for the material. She said she would give it to me. He is a wonderful son-in-law and was brought up to help family, especially the elders. Kim has also helped us get settled and putting our bills on automatic pay and so forth. They help make our daily lives much easier. We have been so fortunate and are grateful beyond words. 

       With you, 'beyond words' means the thought has traveled to a deeper spiritual heart where it is 'in tune' with me. A very fleeting intimate touch of heartansoul -- a surprisingly unconscious warm touch of one friend's hand to another. This is how it is for Miss Havisham and it goes on to deep spiritual memory even though 'fleeting'. Time does not exist from my perspective. I know it only being 'attached and not attached' to heart and mind at once. Personified, we sense each other's presence in the similar way you sense a visitor in the room when you are the only one present, or when you are alone in a room with a friend for life and beyond.

       2120 hours. Your words are very important to me. 

       Of course. Mr. Orndorff talking with Miss Havisham is privacy itself. 

       Post. - Amorella

        

       2158 hours. I had a sharable moment on my Facebook page a few minutes ago and gave notice about our new writing project ending with "Feel no obligation to even look it up. This is not an assignment, only a sharable moment for me."

       You didn't ask, and didn't need to. You followed your heart to share. What is more normal for you than that. - Amorella

90. Notes - working up to Ch. 1: "Dawn" -

90. 10 April 2019       

       Mid-afternoon. You are a Westerville's Heritage Park off Main and Cleveland facing east across an empty soccer field near the roofed picnic area where your Class of 1960 has its annual June festivities. Carol is on page nine of Harlan Coben's Don't Let Go. The nearby forsythias are dipped in Spring yellows this partly cloudy cooler day. - Amorella

       This is Miss Havisham. Let's begin with a short Introduction to One Soul's Way. 

Introduction

       Hello. I am one of five billion or so human souls, each presiding over a spiritual heart and mind of five billion living Earthlings. Each soul holds one individual's spiritual heartanmind; protecting the spirit from the ravages of the material universe, i.e. physics. This is my perspective of 'being' one. I named myself Miss Havisham. The physical human body I adopted is Richard Dreamer. He will be seventy-seven years old this year, 2019. This work is fiction for clarity's sake. Welcome to my world. - ms

1612 h

       You are home and having had a cat nap with Jadah you are ready to continue after placing a blue copy in its own document titled "One Soul's Way (draft)". Relax with the news. We will work on this later, beginning with Chapter One. - Amorella

       1806 hours. Well, it's a beginning. Is each chapter given a name?

       Yes. The first chapter's title is "Dawn". mh

       Post. - Amorella

       Dusk. You are not clear when Miss Havisham is going to begin and this is making you unsure when I am going to begin, and you don't know how to begin these conversations. - Amorella

       2034 hours. You know how to cut to the chase Amorella. 

       I will begin our conversations and you'll begin your own as usual. - Amorella

       2100 hours. Good plan. It is difficult trying to imagine you as a translator with Miss H. on one side of a table and you and me on the other side of the table. I consider you both invisible and I cannot imagine you otherwise. I obviously can see the image Miss H. chose for herself, but in real life neither of you can be observed visually. In real life you both appear from my fingertips. 

       Miss H. -

       I suppose you will be Mr. O and Amorella will be Mr. A. No need for my initials in this working context. 

       This will work. -  A. (Orndorff be Mr. O) 

       A is a good nickname. I like it in context. I like that we will be working together on a project. I like having a visual presence beyond the spiritual. 

       Enough. Post for tonight. - Amorella

89. Notes - inner communication / poetic devices

89. 9 April 2019

      Afternoon. Carol, Kim and you had lunch at ??? and now they are in the workroom/office checking on bills paid automatically. You are still unsure as to how to proceed in working with Miss Havisham. - Amorella

       Mr. Orndorff, when you want to talk to me type, "Hello" without the quotes. How's that? mh

       1316 hours. I assume this is to provide a formal distance between us. 

       Yes, it is better to establish rules as this communication is rather unorthodox to say the least. It provides for a psychological social connection. - mh

       1319 hours. Will this work for 'heart' and 'mind' also?

       No. However, if I feel the necessity I will provide a typing connection between the other two parts of your human spirit. - mh

       1322 hours. Who would have thought?

       Amorella set this up. It was her idea. I concurred with the personification, and here I am. - mh

       1324 hours. Essentially, the poetic device is a personal translator just as a metaphor is. 

       Yes. - mh

       1328 hours. Here is a list of the usual poetic devices:

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Usable Literary Devices 
from Literary-Devices dot com

·       Allegory

·      Alliteration

·      Allusion

·      Amplification

·      Anagram

·      Analogy

·      Anastrophe

·      Anecdote

·      Anthropomorphism

·      Antithesis

·      Aphorism

·      Archetype

·      Assonance

·      Asyndeton

·      Authorial Intrusion

·      Bibliomancy

·      Bildungsroman

·      Cacophony

·      Caesura

·      Characterization

·      Chiasmus

·      Circumlocution

·      Conflict

·      Connotation

·      Consonance

·      Denotation

·      Deus ex Machina

·      Diction

·      Doppelganger

·      Ekphrastic

·      Epilogue

·      Epithet

·      Euphemism

·      Euphony

·      Faulty Parallelism

·      Flashback

·      Foil

·      Foreshadowing

·      Hubris

·      Hyperbaton

·      Hyperbole

·      Imagery

·      Internal Rhyme

·      Inversion

·      Irony

·      Juxtaposition

·      Kennings

·      Litotes

·      Malapropism

·      Metaphor

·      Metonymy

·      Mood

·      Motif

·      Negative Capability

·      Nemesis

·      Onomatopoeia

·      Oxymoron

·      Paradox

·      Pathetic Fallacy

·      Periodic Structure

·      Periphrasis

·      Personification

·      Plot

·      Point of View

·      Polysyndeton

·      Portmanteau

·      Prologue

·      Puns

·      Rhyme Scheme

·      Rhythm & Rhyme

·      Satire

·      Setting

·      Simile

·      Spoonerism

·      Stanza

·      Stream of Consciousness

·      Suspense

·      Symbol

·      Synecdoche

·      Synesthesia

·      Syntax

·      Theme

·      Tone

·      Tragedy

·      Understatement

·      Verisimilitude

·      Verse

https://literary-devices.com

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       1341 hours. This is interesting. It is like we are having a three-way call. 

       This is how it will be, everything out in the open for the three of us. Amorella is also a translator for both of us. Very simple. - mh

       Post after editing the above. - Amorella

       1353 hours. I like that we are using these literary devices from time to time. I enjoy poetry. 

Afternoon. You are at the bottom Shale Hollow Park near the east trail facing northeast on a line of trees moving up the forty-foot hillside. No clouds. You can smell Spring in the air. Carol is on her walk. - Amorella

       1619 hours. I like the semi-silence, the hum and buzzing of nature working Spring forth from the dirt.  

       You miss sitting in the cemetery. - Amorella

       1622 hours. I do, but I know the Dead are up and about from time to time. 

       That's your spirit that's up and about, boy, not the Dead. - Amorella

       1624 hours. That's funny, Amorella. Here comes Carol -- short walk, and she forgot her book. 

       1758 hours. What you said was funny; however, I understand what you are saying . . . 'I have too much imagination and wonder and not enough sense of reason at least some of the time.'

       Agreed, too much acceptance of imagination, of plausibility as fact at least in your subjective reasoning though not fact in terms of public life. - Amorella

       1803 hours. How do I know that you, Amorella, are not using my 'untamable' imagination to conjure up a Miss Havisham?

       This exercise with Miss Havisham is to give you a better understanding of how the soul works within your heartanmind -- how your three-part human spirit works through speculative fiction. - Amorella

       1810 hours. I can accept this flaw in myself. I hope you can take it into account also. 

       Understood. Post. - Amorella