Friday, January 25, 2013

The Wind Took Them Apart

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Singing in the Dark

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Them Singin' Bones

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The Wrong Way Home

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Roger and Gloria (Part Two)

I think she’s crazy.  I think I’m fairly sane, I don’t think I’ve crossed the line yet.  Gloria is going to see Roger.  She will find him.  It’s going to be hard, because of these kind of eyes.  Need a different deal.  What color are they?  What size and shape are they?  Gloria has brown eyes.  Her eyes stay closed.  She sees him with her mind, her imagination.  She remembers what her brother looks like.  Those things (the headstones) happen.  Gloria comes down from Heaven to find Roger.  It ‘s windy and breezy.  Normal temperature.  A lot of water, running in the line.  Like an elevator coming down.  Soft and easy.   Smells like roses.  Roger is glad to see her, overwhelmed, trying to get it all out, all the talking.  Everybody is trying to feel good with each other, and the mother, Belibina.  He feels really bad, because he wishes she was alive.

Belbina is with Roger and she is overwhelmed, too.  Speechless, just like Roger.  Gloria say, “Peace be with you. “  They calm down.  Gloria goes back up to Heaven, her mother is coming home with her.  Roger wants to go with them, so they can be a family again.  Roger will go to the grave, but he has a way to go yet (hand motions like traveling along.)  It’s too preposterour.  They’re dead.  They’re not traveling like they’re taking a trip.  God only knows how they are traveling.  Leave it up in the air.  That’s the only way we need it.

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Town of the Past

by Philamine, Joyce, Patricia, Maxine, Henry, Margaret, Ellen, Joella, Marjorie, Christina, Gretchen, Anne [Lana]

That's a town -- good, God, it looks like a bunch of women. I can't see worth a flip! I can see it, a country town! It looks pretty sad. It ain't pretty to me. It's busy, they're messing around trying to find something to do. It's a grouchy town. In the sky is a lady of the past with long hair. 

There's wind. Those scrolls at the top, I don't understand what they mean. Maybe a message from airplanes. I've seen wind like that -- strong winds -- the people will get blown around! The little people are picked up, but not the big people. Lots of swirly-dos! After they're knocked down, they have to go home to get out of it. Birds probably fly past the windows, a little bit of everything, all of it. 

The people are getting upset because they don't know what's going on. The wind came from the river in the small town, a big town has an ocean! Out of the river comes fish, minnows, water, and motion. River is moving south, lots of rain, showers, and a little wind. I think I see more wind than that. 

People are in the houses on the hillside. They go to church, they pray, see other people. Feels good, they're all in church. In small towns, they mow yards, play ball, watch animals, they all meet at church to dance and play. Dance the foxtrot, the waltz, then they go home and do whatever they want. They know the big mirror is strong, so they have to get rid of it. 

Naturally, they're all getting ready to leave. It would be deserted, it would be a disaster. They're ready for open air. With clouds in the sky, it looks really bad, but garden has nice flowers. I think it's Maryland. They usually get a lot of turmoil. The lady with long hair could be one of us! We're resting, which I shouldn't. We can stay there or go home. We should be able to do both. 

The people already know, yeah, they know. They're scared. We're good people, but probably bad. We want to be good; we can share! We worry about whether it'll come to us or not. I wish I had everything. Don't let us fall off! The people will think of something else to do. We'll stay in the sky, but not for long -- joined with others. 

Be Careful What You'll Run Into

by Maxine, Ellen, Mabel, Margaret, Patricia, Marjory [Lana]

People going camping is all I see. Five people, they probably camp together. They're carrying what they need for the trip. They're trying to go up into the mountains where they'll camp out. Weather's nice, cool. 
They see different kinds of animals, I would think so. They'll see bears, cats, squirrels -- possums and squirrels! The animals will be nice, I hope they are. 

I'd say two kids, excited, they probably like it. I believe they've seen each other. They might do it often, who knows? They were probably in school, a private school. They're on a trip with a teacher. Showing them what happens with the animals, how they should behave around animals, how the animals survive. 

People in the woods. Beware of the bears! They might hurt them, eat them. They search for food -- other animals, berries if they find them. She stinks, really badly! The cats hunt also -- wild cats! They hunt for food.  And they stink. They have bugs on them, too. So they scratch on rocks with their paws. That depends. The squirrels eat nuts. They like to come to my house, outside. They build nests in trees to hide their young. So another animal won't destroy them. There are a lot of different things out there. 

The kids have learned the way to survive. I don't want to use everything. Stop showing survival. He told them everything good about it, but he didn't want to tell them the bad. They can be attacked. That would be bad because it would be showing bad things -- attacking people. They get smashed up and eaten and bit. They're trying to get away as much as they can. I'm just trying to figure it out.

There are Indians! They'll probably kill them. They'll kill the animals AND the people! They'll go back to their own business, their own survival. I guess that's what I would do. I don't think they finished. They go on with their living, their survival, catching food, sleeping. They catch whatever bugs they can; they eat them! Grasshoppers, roaches, crickets, dragonflies. If they can get real meat, they'd probably eat that, too! Indians? They go to sleep, don't they? Depends on what time of year it is. 

It's fall; the Indians sleep where the season is.