My apologies, (if so due to CynM, Hotcatz, & SkyBob), for not having visited this forum for a while. I do sense an emanation of peace/aloha from you all, (and others). It is my penchant to "turn a phrase", as mentioned afore. I'm sure there will be opportunities to get into Indie flicks when I/we do "beam up" to Alohaland. On Nov. 1st my bud, the director of "The Haunted", is adding a new ending sequence to the short flick, and a beginning. He wants to get it "out there" to make enough to film the entire horror trilogy "Death Certificates".
I read with interest stories of "ghosts" on another thread. I have had one or two memorable experiences myself. One in '67 at a haunted mansion on Lake Sammammish, and several when stationed in Europe. As Shakespeare wrote in
hamlet, Act I/Scene V: "There is more afoot in Heaven and Earth than is dreamt of in your Philosophy, Horatio." We watch "Ghosthunters" every week, amongst other programs of that inquisitive genre. I have always found it helpful to invoke Divine Protection when casting my Consciousness outward from our physical world of four dimensions. Further questions regarding this may be answered for you at:
<http://megafoundation.org/CTMU/> . I have become a member of this society, but anyone can subscribe & read to their heart's content. I have found this to be very helpful indeed. One need only visit the FAQ section.
Also, as an offering to Aunty Pele and those who are currently either incarnated or disincarnate upon your coruscated & sunjeweled shores, I submit this bit of my writing:
A Sonnet:
A Fire's Cauldron at Night
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I lit a Fire upon Olde Ente-Bone wood.
Bright Phoenix feather-flames wrapped 'round, char-blacked
Dry, wizened limbs: such Sprites leapt out that could
Quick-snatch one's Spirit in surprise attack!
Old Fyre's wee Faerie tongues o' Light brought me
Right back through Time's ghost-gauzy veil to view
My past, then all my Potentiality:
I only "Live" when humbly speaking Truth.
Tart, piny smoke rose as to touch the Stars;
All Lives I've lived, (as with these logs), just burn
Like Suns in Galaxies beyond 'Too Far'.
Grace is that 'something' one can't simply "earn".
Perception truly IS Reality!
Perhaps your Fyre's Light's the same, (I see).
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One more, then it's time to hop in the rainbox and put on my woodchuckin' clothes to split firewood. (I will SO want to be in Hawai'i when the cold/rain goes on for days on end!)
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Past the Lotus-Laden Island --------------------------
"I dreampt I swam, and then
the next day I did swim,”
The poetess wrote,
“past a lotus-laden Island.”
Such are We
swimming, breathing, spitting salt
in Mother Earth's
en utero embryo-bath
gasping
striving
to find Land Light
to embrace Beach
to Turtle forth
but of a sudden holding breath
....when we sense the darkshadowshape
cruising sleek-silently beneath us.
The Moon beckons us further on
The Beach reckons, no more just a glimmer....
in an open grass hut
I can spy a cozy bed,
sewn of patches of
blue, & scarlet
all in a quilt of Pentangle Stars on Calico beckoning....
I sharply re-gain my breath,
and awake to
Ginger-Lemon Tea!
It is morning...I, too, have had a dream
of swimming in an eternal sunshine, starshine Sea.....
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