Rock lands the plane

Aya was very happy to be bringing Emma to her next destination on the world tour.  They hit it off immediately and were scheduled to meet with the Ute Tribe on the reservation close to Durango.  First on the agenda was to buy some boots for the rodeo dance that was part of Navaho days.  They were on Main Street at a Western store when the film crew staying at the Strater invited them for a drink and lunch at the Palace Hotel where Aya and Emma were staying.  The two crews were so amazed that each did not know of the others whereabouts.  The crew television documentary on the whereabouts of Rock were deep in some new discovery, but most wanted to know if word of Rock was in Aya's zone or call base.  The mystery or ghost story was of interest to her.  "First things First," she recommended, always a good sign that if she was on target that news was sure to be of a colorful fabric and soon!


They all ordered the same, Jack Daniels and Coke and had salads and fish tacos with a surprise sauce.  Finally after the famished group sat on the patio smoking cigars and watching the River meander through the summer tourist height,  Aya talked and talked as though she were somewhat in a trance about the futuristic description of a very different Aborigine dream come to her.  In it a man with a beard stated that he was an architect and his name, Charles; the boy she had known at the orphanage who had, psychosis upsets like some have hunger.  He was apologizing for something and even broke into tears. 


She told the friends around her that his image faded as fast as it had come and that she usually adept, was thinking it meant that automatic or more easily mined material was now becoming of a much more of a sophisticated and unknown quantity, like gold, an element more difficult or as yet not of the periodic table.


Emma asked, "What should we do?"   


At that point the check arrived and the waiter overheard them talking.  He mentioned someone he knew who was a shaman or a talker he said.  He would talk for hours and then discuss the findings.  Aya and the group were of a way to agree to the session.

Of the perimeter!

Ema was to meet Aya at the bus-port in Mexico City the first of  August for a meeting regarding the
archeological-psych syndrome that was witnessed at the ruins.  Ema was a forensic anthropologist and psychologist in the area of the supernatural at digs.  She had studied the Bermuda triangle from such a perspective as well as the Hopi prophesies and various other Southwestern  sites, like Chaco Canyon and Mesa Verde.  Her goal in meeting with Aya was to see if dreamtime could connect with the language to see if a communication was evident.  She had heard of the celebrated scientist and her unique formulas for en-cription psychologyand wanted her expert opinion as well as to witness how she meditated the sequences unusual in the world of genome planning.   It was a new field to be sure but Emma wanted in; she also wanted to go with Aya to Durango, Colorado.  She wondered how she might convince the young woman of her sincerity since Aya was quite private.

football begins....wave of a tunnel object!

Monday the 15th of July, Sunday was a hell. The Cert Petition for the Supreme Court is ready but is it a screenplay?    Is the question!    I saw a movie the Ghosts of Mars and then some floatie thing started talking to me. How is Wall Street I said to the bank buildings around my apartment? 

The question?

Summer at two years old...

She was a protege already her mother was told and told everyone, like grandparents showing off pictures.  She was reading and writing and her verbal skills were the most amazing!  Even her height was off the charts even though her Daddy was not the tallest cowboy on the ranch.  Since Rock never talked much about his parents accept that his mother had died in childbirth, his father was a mystery to most of the ranch personnel.  That Summer was beginning to sing was no surprise and since Mary had brought her to Australia she had participated in all of the ceremonies that the clan produced.  They were all so in love with the baby that they took turns sponcering her into the ways!  Summer was just like Rock in that she was like an orphan in the sense that her whole family was the tribe and the dust cool to her bare feet.