The Day After No(e)L, Yes, 'E' and 'L': Counting Blessings on the Gulf Coast

Yes, "E" and "L"

It was the Day; it was Christmas
And all through the night
Not a spoon still was stirring
Those meatballs--they had tasted all right

The kids and the Grand safe at home with their gifts
(SAM and I were now alone except for the cat)
When what should appear in Mobile, Alabama
But a funnel (tornado) that lifts
Lots of trees, roofs, and cars in the air
And then they did splat

Old Man Winter clashed with Warm Gulf Moisture
And stirred up some trouble
Still, SAM and I kept our cool
Though our stomachs with too much food and anxiety did bubble

The weather scenes on TV were looking quite bad
But no one was hurt, at first reporters did say
The flashlight and candle were made ready
In case of power outage so a Scrabble game we could play

The game was begun with "slob" in the middle
And by the time it was over the last word was "if"
With tiles all gone and points added up
SAM had won fair and square though he did manage to miff

My "qi" would have been "quiet" if not for his "mod"
The U in my "human" was placed for the kill
But SAM was the cool one with sharp wit and honed skill
His "slob" in the middle the game had begun
By the end of the game I was "upended" by SAM's "if"
And he had won

Though the wind still is blowing
The storm's worst now is past
By light of day Mobile's damage will be showing
But the damage will not last

Last night on TV the people kept on saying
Through the storm their spirits were lifted by constantly praying
With them, we prayed too while the game we were playing
That the people we love with the Word that is right
Would be safe and at peace through the storms of the night

Look closely at the game board and you will see
That the "bib" that SAM made with "B," "I," and "B"
Was finished by me with an "L" and an "E."
The comfort we find to keep going through strife
We find in that book; yes, "E" and "L" with an "if" become--

"LIFE!"

The 'Nature of Reality' at Lake Piney Z in Tallahassee

View from one of the "fingers" on Lake Piney Z in Tallahassee

"The nature of reality, then, is both discrete and continuous. It is superficially discrete in atoms, stones, planets, stars, and living creatures, but ultimately deeply continuous, because it is everywhere undergirded by consciousness. And individual consciousness is the connection between the transient features of the 'outer' world and the changeless structure of non-local primary consciousness..."

Transcendental Physics, Edward R. Close, Ph.D., Paradigm Press, 1997.

A good friend and colleague of SAM's, Dr. Ed Close, gave us a signed copy of his book, originally published back in 1997. I tried to read and understand it, but frankly, most of it seemed incomprehensible to me. Physics ain't my cup of tea. The book languished on the shelf and was dutifully packed, unpacked, and re-shelved many times over the past 15 years and almost as many moves in that span of time. I'm kidding, maybe.

Whatever kept me from understanding the genius of Dr. Close finally opened the door for me. I was absolutely stunned like most of the "outer world" by what happened last Friday in Connecticut. And then, the news media wouldn't let go of the story. I wanted to know what was going on in the rest of the world, but most channels were clogged, absolutely blocked, like many of the aquifers we depend on for clean, recharged water (click on link for Lake Piney Z). Dams were constructed to hold information in place so that it could be manipulated. For what purpose? To get people talking. At the office, at the gym, at church, around the dinner table...Gun control. So that's it. "Never let a crisis go to waste."  So said the mayor of Chicago at one time, and I believe he and his associates are sticking to their guns. Mind control. So that's it.

Path to restricted area for Indian mound research at Lake Piney Z

But it--mind control--will never happen, at least not completely. The "non-local primary consciousness" would not allow it. You see, there are still people out there who read and think and believe in individual consciousness...and the nature of reality.