“Good Evening Sweetie,” the Pops said
Here’s the poem I wrote yesterday. I’ll send you another one by email. It’s kind of weird.
The poems I like creating
Are the ones they keep debating
It’s the infinite I’m fond of extrapolation
Because it’s open to beyond interpretation
“To infinity and beyond” Didn’t I hear say Buzz?
“To the most beautiful slope that ever Wuzz!” Say Pops.
A year for the hope
and a year of the hops
A year for the call
A call for the year
Can we do it without any fear
“I believe this is a first to be writing in the evening. I think I’ve been writing too many words. From here forward, in my little life experiment, I will put all my concepts into fun rhymes, except for little stories, like this one:
I was thinking about the Meetups I went to, the one on Cannabis Thursday night, and the one I went to last night. At the time Pops signed up for the Cannabis meeting 25 people had registered and paid $25 for tickets. About 50 people showed up. Last night the event was about creating and ideal world. Only 8 people showed up.
I was one of the 8 who showed to their meeting a 99 Crescent lane. It was a dark night. I got out of the Uber. The Uber guy was cool. He was working on his masters. We had a fun conversation. The Meetup was in a quiet old neighborhood. There wasn’t a sound. I couldn’t see any addresses, but my GPS was saying the house in the back, behind the house closer the the street. I trusted my GPS and followed the signal down the gravel path to the dimly lit driveway. I got to the door. It was dark and they had a faint porch light on. The porch needed a paint job. The house was probably 100 years old. I knocked and looked through the dusty glass on the door and could see what looked like a bunch of old white people stirring about. I could see a Christmas tree still up with all the decorations and lights. I almost felt like I belonged there for some strange reason. No one came to the door after I knocked. Did they see me? How long should I wait? After a few moments, I rang the bell and someone came to the door. I was lead inside where I met a few of the participants. Right away I got into a conversation with my older brother John. I swear I felt like I was John-Boy returning home after exploring the world and that I had almost forgotten all of my family. It was a home of all my brothers and sisters. The house was abuzz with activity. In the parlor my youngest sister was singing some pretty songs and my younger brother was accompanying her with his guitar. They were beautiful songs, reminding me of something that I heard in my younger days. I felt like I was home. I was trying to listen to my sister sing and to John talk at the same time, but I couldn’t do it. I had to give my attention to John. One of my older brothers had grown a really long grey beard and had long white hair, but he was very spunky and he listened to me. I think he is one of those wise old guys who hides behind his beard. Brother John is also older. We talked about his ideas and the pamphlet he wrote called “The Butterfly Society.” I’ve only gotten to page 7, but he’s got some good stuff in there so far, including the quote from Bucky, “You never change things by fighting the existing reality. To change something, build a new model that makes the existing model obsolete.” Most of the Meetup talk was about my brother John’s ideas. Sister Margaret kept her face down most of the time taking fastidious notes of what John was proposing. She asked good questions when it was her turn to speak. They were trying out what John called a “sociocratic” way to govern themselves. Before the meeting started, we all helped ourselves to some good organic home-made food that my older brother David had prepared. We started with the soup and then the vegetable dishes and rice. They discussed concerns about our brother Peter who had Parkinson’s and fell down a flight of stairs. Brother John said he would go to the hospital to visit him.
I wasn’t sure what to expect. The title of the meeting was “Creating the Possible World.” For the meeting part, it was mostly about brother John’s proposal. He was trying to get support from everyone for his monetary system. It sounded nice and he is definitely on to something, but I suspect there are better solutions, solutions that will make an easy way to exchange, based on value for goods and services. Older sister Laura was there. She had a great sense of humor. Maybe the red wine helped her to listen better. I wanted to ask for a glass myself but didn’t feel comfortable asking yet. Laura was always quick to a joke or comment. Her jokes weren’t always funny, but at least she was trying out some material. There was also my younger brother David who is a student and has his own company, setting up productions, probably similar to your friends in South Africa. And there I was, John-boy, home at last. I had forgotten my home somehow and there were all my brothers and sisters welcoming me back. I told everyone that I’m a storyteller now and that I might include them in my writing. Sister Laura was the first one to sluff off my concerns like nothing could bother them after all the years they had been through. That made me feel relieved. They could consider themselves “Warned.”
“Thank you for telling me about the video. Houston is great. “Houston, I think we have a solution.” Pops wrote, thinking back to what NASA engineers used to say. “I watched the whole video, but I see what you mean; she really starts to light up around minute 16. That’s our older sister. I think we could learn a lot from her and she could learn from us. Someone else we need to meet, or did we just meet her at her level of understanding?” Here are some of her quotes I like:
“We are filled with the great great stories of the world.”
“…the longing for the primary thing that will open up reality.
“…until you develop inner seeing, inner hearing, etc…in relationship to your outer knowings…you become an archeologist of your own…”
“We are also at a time of the emergence of a new story.”
(She said we should check out Paul Levy’s book “Quantum Revelation”)
“You do not just live in the Universe but the Universe lives in You!”
How did you like those quotes? I did my book proposal. Here are the books and titles we will produce:
WAG1: Contentment. December 10 2018 to December 10, 2019 – Title: “Call to Adventure” - We have a whole year to make the call, so we can have fun with it. It will take time to wake some out of their sleep.
WAG2: Optimism. December 10 2019 to December 10, 2020 – Title: “Assistance” – Who will we get assistance from? Will it be the Jews, Bankers, Muslims, Obamas, Businesses, Brandson, Greta, Dalai Lama, aliens, or perhaps Ourselves?
WAG3: Positive Expectations. December 10 2020 to December 10, 2021 – Title: “Departure” – We leave our safe home and enter a special mysterious world.
WAG4: Belief. December 10 2021 to December 10, 2022 – Title: “Trials” – this is where, according to the video there is hard work, we solve riddles, we slay dragons and monsters, and we escape from traps.
WAG5: Enthusiasm. December 10 2022 to December 10, 2023 – Title: “Approach” – We are faced with Love and Fear. What will each person choose to watch? What will each person choose to be? They all are completely free to choose either.
WAG6: Passion. December 10 2023 to December 10, 2024 – Title: “Crisis” – This will be, as part of this game, the most difficult part. We will need to keep reminding everyone that it is just a game and they are perfectly fine to follow their own religion. Everyone has free will. Each person in the game will have to make a decision, a big decision. What will they chose to believe? Will it be Love or Fear? If they choose Love, they will feel reborn. But they will have had practice with choosing love if they had gone through the previous 5 WAG Year. If they choose Love, they will feel reborn. If they choose fear, I don’t know how they will feel. It’s just a game.
WAG7: Joy. December 10 2024 to December 10, 2025 – Title: “Treasure”
WAG8: Knowledge. December 10 2025 to December 10, 2026 – Title: “Result”
WAG9: Empower. December 10 2026 to December 10, 2027 – Title: “Return”
WAG10: Freedom. December 10 2028 to December 10, 2029 – Title: “New Life”
WAG11: Appreciation. December 10 2029 to December 10, 2030 – Title: “Resolution”
WAG12: Love. December 10 2030 to December 10, 2031 – Title: “Status Quo”
Then, repeat this cycle, 12 years at a time into infinity until you finally get there.
Do you know why I like this plan, Joseph Cambell’s plan? Because it is the same thing I saw many times but I called it “The Badass Girls of Play” Where Contentment was “Status Quo” and Love was “Resolution” The order was Contentment, Optimism, Positive Expectations, Belief, Enthusiasm, Passion, Joy, Knowledge, Empowerment, Freedom, Appreciation, and Love. And then the cycle goes back to contentment, but if you choose the side of fear, then you start the other cycle which is Boredom instead of Contentment and then from Boredom, it goes to pessimism, disappointment, doubt, apathy, discouragement, anger, powerlessness, insecurity, unworthiness, and fear. You can stay at the mountain of fear for as long as you want. Fear is at the cold icy top of the mountain. Congratulations, you made it to the top. It is very lonely and cold at the top. If you want to go down, then you start sliding down the ice and move to unworthiness, but don’t stay there. Push through the barrier and keep going. Push through all the barriers until you get to boredom. As soon as you do, there will be a very thin barrier, on the other side, you will see some people who look like they are content. Shine some of your time on them. Listen to their stories because they are in the Status Quo, but they will soon receive a Call to Adventure and if you stay with them, it will be the most exciting journey you have ever been on.
I look forward to going back to the Waltons again. I mean that with the deepest respect. I definitely want to talk to sister Margaret about having something like a pot luck and we can share with each other everything we are working on and the world we are creating, and I can finally listen to my younger sister and brother sing and play the guitar, I can get into discussions with brother John about the monetary system. Brother Joe, the one with the long grey beard and hair, and I will go out back and share insights. I believe I have a lot to learn from him. I will tell sister Laura of our travels all over the world and she will tell me of hers. Sister Margaret and I will share some ideas about new Meetups. And my younger brother David will share what is of interest to the younger generation, and I will remind them that I am a writer, at least for 180 days out of each year and I will tell them about you, about how we met and the places we travelled. Perhaps they already have something like family gatherings. They said they’ve been meeting for 16 years. I hope they accept me into the family and I hope you have a chance to meet them all one day.
Peace out Pops.”
PS. I solved one of the mysteries of life. I found a way to not have to write “This Page Left Intentionally Blank.” My page will really be a blank page. That will be for day 111. It will be an easy day for me. I’m telling all of our readers now it will be left intentionally blank so they understand why it is blank. Day 8 will also be really good.
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