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Wednesday, July 18, 2018

Emergence 3.0 - Section Four, Kathy; Part Twenty-seven, Isolated; Chapter Three, Dance

Emergence 3.0
A Novel – In One Page Per Day
Day 199, Wednesday
July 18th, 2018

Chapter Three: Dance

When Kathy danced she moved without thinking.

Dancing was auto-hypnotic. She lost herself in the drums and rhythms.

She abandoned time in movement, in the moments flowing from the present time to past ages.

She relived the steps of her ancestors, felt their feelings, their fears and their hopes for the future.

Dance was a place of transcendence.

When she was dancing she was not fully engaged with the present world, the psychic noise and the din of chaos slipped away and the cares of the world disappeared.

Kathy experienced this same phenomenon in many ways, but what made dancing different for Kathy was that while dancing she did not succumb to the temptation to retreat into no-time.

She hovered in between the world of the present moment, and the world of her ancestors, simultaneously connected to both.

With her body in motion, she could fully not disengage from the world around her, and at the same instant she was connected to both the world of her memories and the collective consciousness that joined her to the entirety of humanity.

Dancing was freedom.

Dancing was the ultimate expression of who she was, of her uniqueness as a human being.

Kathy danced for the joy of it.

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Tuesday, July 17, 2018


We celebrate the world
Dream of new order, new visions, a twist in the fabric of

We pause and consider
Our futility and ignorance, this combine of chemistry

We celebrate a form
The organic machine, our hope for tomorrow, love and

Emergence 3.0 - Section Four, Kathy; Part Twenty-seven, Isolated; Chapter Two, Music

Emergence 3.0
A Novel – In One Page Per Day
Day 198, Tuesday
July 17th, 2018

Chapter Two: Music

Of all the “normal” things that people occupied themselves with, the ordinary pleasantries, the little things that filled up their days and nights, music was the most difficult thing for Kathy to endure.

There were new generations of performers emerging all the time.

Every year brought new waves of artists writing songs, and making hits. Vocal styles changed, tonal styles changed, the content of lyrics and the popularity of certain instruments changed, but only within a narrow range.

The rhythm and the beats, the timing of the drums changed very little over time.

If Kathy was careless, a melody could cause her to slip, without knowing, into another lifetime. She would fall into her memories, slipping away from the present in ways that were dangerous to her

A beating drum told a hundred thousand stories; they told of the hunt and the harvest, of conflict and the march to war, of year toiling in servitude pushing through the field and pulling at the oar.

Kathy loved music, she would use it for all of those purposes, but her susceptibility to it made it dangerous to her.

It was an area of weakness.

Her handlers knew this.

They had observed the effects of music and other sensory stimulants on her, enough for them to see the patterns.

They knew enough about Kathy’s relationship to certain stimuli that they could use it to manipulate her.

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Monday, July 16, 2018

Emergence 3.0 - Section Four, Kathy; Part Twenty-seven, Isolated; Chapter One, Art

Emergence 3.0
A Novel – In One Page Per Day
Day 197, Monday
July 16th, 2018

Chapter One: Art

Kathy journeyed inside of herself, reliving lifetimes through her memories. She relived those lives in quantum time, which was not time at all, it was outside of time, it was no-time.

In that mysterious space she communed with her ancestors, and under their tutelage she taught herself all of the disciplines she required to master her powers, learning from them a way that allowed her to function in society.

She wanted to be a normal person, to experience normal things, to feel the weather, or human touch, to see the beauty of the world and of humanity, to listen to music, and the sounds of the city, to smell flowers, and food cooking, and the body of her lover.

She wanted those things for herself, she wanted more than to just relive them through her intimate connection to the past.

She developed austere habits and disciplines; learning muscle control, discernment, patience.

She developed the ability to flesh out the memories she wandered in, to experience them for herself as if she were truly living.

There was no path too remote for her to follow.

She took up the plastic arts, she painted, and drew, she sculpted.

She took the time to recreate the visions of her ancestors, and to capture through various media, her own unique experience.

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Sunday, July 15, 2018

A Homily – Mark 6:7-13 ©

The Gospel According to Mark – 2018.07.15

Ethics and Ethos

The Gospel for today tell us about the ethos and ethics of the early church. It weaves a little bit of mythology into the narrative, and the Gospel writers use that mythology to bolster their claim to an authority over the church which they were desperate to bolster.

At the time Mark’s gospel was written the church had recently been dealt a serious blow, with the destruction of the temple at Jerusalem and the forced exile of the people.

Because of this we understand the motivation to claim an authority that was not their due. It was a movement toward consolidation born from a desire to protect the institution they were building.

Therefore, if people would not listen, shake the dust off your sandals at their doorstep and move along, simple.

We understand the desire to wrap the deeds of the disciples with a cloak of mystery and miracle. In this way the narrative extends the theme of miracle working that they applied to Jesus, to his closest followers, establishing a continuity of supernatural power, nevermind the fact that it was not true.

God, the creator of the universe, is a god of law and order, not a God of miracles, magic, and wonder.

Pay attention to the concrete thing in the reading for today. The Followers of Christ, they are to embrace poverty, they are ordered to take nothing with them on their journey, no money, not a thing that they do not need.

Their mission is to preach the gospel. They are not to profit from it.

'Take Nothing With You'

Jesus made a tour round the villages, teaching. Then he summoned the Twelve and began to send them out in pairs giving them authority over the unclean spirits. And he instructed them to take nothing for the journey except a staff – no bread, no haversack, no coppers for their purses. They were to wear sandals but, he added, ‘Do not take a spare tunic.’ And he said to them, ‘If you enter a house anywhere, stay there until you leave the district. And if any place does not welcome you and people refuse to listen to you, as you walk away shake off the dust from under your feet as a sign to them.’ So they set off to preach repentance; and they cast out many devils, and anointed many sick people with oil and cured them.

15th Sunday in Ordinary Time

Emergence 3.0 - Section Four, Kathy; Part Twenty-six, Adulthood; Chapter Seven, Writing

Emergence 3.0
A Novel – In One Page Per Day
Day 196, Sunday
July 15th, 2018

Chapter Seven: Writing

The intelligence operatives stopped visiting Kathy in person, they engaged her by proxy and through handlers.

They did not want to expose themselves to Kathy’s penetrating psychic insight. They took every measure they could to conceal their motives. They only wanted the answers to their questions, they did not want any reflection from Kathy about the projects they were working on, the reasons why they needed their questions asked.

They submitted questions in writing.

They used a long chain of couriers to deliver the contents of their inquiries, and from which to receive their answers. Everyone who came in contact with her was watched.

The multiple degrees of separation proved to be a valuable tool. It eased the fears of the security establishment that Kathy would glean too much information from their agents and analysts if they were exposed to her directly.

Kathy received her assignments. She in turn wrote papers giving details and context, in response to the questions they submitted to her. She deciphered code, sometimes ancient script, offered geopolitical analysis, identified covert agents, pointed out weaknesses in their own security.

Oftentimes she did not answer questions directly, she supported their work by helping them to ask better questions.

This frustrated her handlers at times, but Kathy was not being coy. They often brought questions to her that they already possessed the ability to answer.

Kathy did not want to be responsible for a weakening of the intelligence and security apparatus, she wanted it to excel through her engagement with it.

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Saturday, July 14, 2018

Hurry Up and Wait - Editorial, The Week in Review

Analysis, Commentary, Opinion

Hurry Up and Wait

Hurry up and wait, I learned that phrase when I was in the Navy, in boot camp, where every day was an exercise in patience, standing in long-lines for breakfast, lunch and dinner, and every other little thing we had to do.

Hurry up and wait.

This is the phrase that guides my feelings about the T-Rump administration, and every single one of the social and cultural disasters that are stemming from it.

Hurry up and wait, it will come to end, but America will be different when it is over, and the world.

Perhaps the change is only superficial, it would be hard to disagree with that, T-Rump just pulled away the veneer, lifted the veil, pulled the curtain to reveal the ugly face of America….but it more than that, he has empowered the vile and the hateful, he has normalized corruption and ignorance, deceit and divisiveness.

It cannot be over soon enough, I am afraid we will never recover.

We needed that veneer of polite society, the veil of political correctness, we needed the ugly face of America to remain hidden behind the curtain.

No-one benefits from our ugly nakedness, not even the ugly.

Allowing the hateful to lavish in their hatred does not help them. It does no-one any good to let the ignorant remain ignorant, we must teach them. We will never stop corruption, but we cannot let it pass.

We must call a lie a lie and never let it stand for truth. It is our duty; as citizens, and patriots, as human beings.

Hurry up and wait, there is an election coming. Go out and vote, vote for people who will stand against this self-indulgent, criminal regime.

We must take our country back!

We want justice, we are going to have to wait for it, but do not lose sight of it. Justice delayed is not justice denied, it is justice delayed,

Justice will catch up with T-Rump and his corrupt administration, with every single one of his enablers in government, in congress, in the courts, and when it does, justice will be had.

Twelve more Russians indicted yesterday, with clear evidence of collusion being presented in the filings, collusion, coordination, and corruption with the Kremlin, by an American president.

Watch out T-Rump, you are gonna be got.

Emergence 3.0 - Section Four, Kathy; Part Twenty-six, Adulthood; Chapter Six, Religion

Emergence 3.0
A Novel – In One Page Per Day
Day 195, Saturday
July 14th, 2018

Chapter Six: Religion

Religious conflicts began to shape the later 20th, and the early 21st centuries. Kathy’s input regarding the origins of these conflicts was invaluable.

Current events had to be understood in their historical contexts. The histories of the tribes moved them long after the members had forgotten the particular details of a broken promise, an injustice, or a blood feud.

Kathy’s ability to pinpoint the specific moments in time that were the antecedents of those tribal conflict was uncanny. If she could not reach the understanding through her own ancestral memories, she could commune with the spirits of the dead, she could pull the insight she needed from the nous-sphere, through the cynergenic field.

Her memory produced volumes of insight for her handlers, but questions along those lines left her deeply disturbed. It caused her to dread the entire human race, the vile antipathy people held toward one another, and how easy it was for the bucolic life of a farmer, or a herdsman to become twisted by greed and to drive them toward the calamities of war.

The human psyche was incredibly easy to manipulate. People were supple, pliable, soft and reducible.

Human beings had a vast capacity for self-delusion, and a profound willingness to be complicit in it.

In the midst of research Kathy often felt the instinct to flee, to run away from everything, to never return.

Just as she had been abandoned by her parents, Kathy wanted to abandon the world.

She desperately wanted to be alone.

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Friday, July 13, 2018

Emergence 3.0 - Section Four, Kathy; Part Twenty-six, Adulthood; Chapter Five, National Security

Emergence 3.0
A Novel – In One Page Per Day
Day 194, Friday
July 13th, 2018

Chapter Five: National Security

In order to maintain their own secrecy, her handlers deliberately narrowed Kathy’s focus, restricting the scope of her involvement in matters pertaining to national security.

They would parcel out questions for her in the hope that she might not see the patterns over longer periods of time.

They sought her understanding of minute details, doing everything they could to limit the information that she could glean from them about what their real concerns were

They were concerned that if she was ever discovered and captured, it could do irreparable harm to the country.

Kathy never revealed to them how easy it was for her to penetrate their thoughts.

She kept her own secrets, she held them closely, and she led her handlers down false paths to keep them in the dark about what the range of her abilities were.

If they would have known, they might have been comforted, or they might have killed her, something that many people at the National Security Council wanted to do.

She kept her full abilities masked.

She worked hard, and she produced data for the people that came to her, she offered expert analysis, and from time to time she took proactive measures to prevent a catastrophe from developing.

Her handlers were content to utilize her abilities infrequently, but on significant matters. They discovered that the more often they involved her in minutia, the more she was inclined to go out into the world and expose herself for who she really was.

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