FREQUENCIES TRAVELER 2016 "Sometimes it pays to BE human and flawed and old-fashioned," I thought. (It would be inaccurate to say, 'thought to myself,' with so many uninvited listeners in tow.) Pen in hand and Composition Book spread out on the bed tray before me, I was remembering a moment to come when TIME FUTURE would meet TIME PAST... in TIME PRESENT. I began to scribble: "The year is...." Voice could now be heard saying, "Going above you all." This thing sounded male. "Returning," Voice continued. "Gaining the range of my head..."I responded... remembering recent encounters -- within the past three or four decades -- I wanted to reclaim a prior conversation.... "Release the range of target's head," an apparent boss or instructor commanded. Maybe it was a witness. "When was the last time you saw/heard/felt or spoke...above, beyond, away from the CONTROL? Never?" I was writing these words but covering other thoughts, ideas, images simultaneously. "When was the last time that I, my own personal private self, did so?" I scribbled more words into the Composition Book. "Topic: GRAVITY," was written on one line. "Operation/Endeavor: CONCEPT," was placed on a separate line. "Alone," followed on its own line. I began experiencing thought crossroad overload. One gets overload when a word opens up too many minds and memories at once. All minds want to enter the flow... They do not queue up in line. My one word is more like a magnet for metal filings." "The ONE are MANY now. The MANY should be ONE," I had spoken these phrases to the public many decades ago. "Where is that audio tape now? On the tape -- it is also a cassette tape -- I say these very words. I think someone still has it and I think you know who has it and where it is. You don't need it. Why keep it?" NEXT PAGE Copyright 2016-2022. Asha of Antares.Asha Ariel Aleia.All Rights Reserved. Background courtesy: Asha Ariel Aleia | |||||