["D/A" narrates —A.A.]
"Why would we want them to find the cell phone, too?" (She threw way better than Aces did.)
"People need to ask questions. Need to know they're not alone. Need to laugh. Need to rise up."
"But what about when this story gets published? Is it already? And what about Aces?" I said, more worried than I probably should've been. "They'll be able to track her."
"They'll TRY to track her, all right, story or not. You'll see. But not to worry, we've got her well-hidden. We're headed there now, via an even more massive co-ordination point—like the one that leads to The Inner Sanctum. We'll take our time, though. Talk along the way, enjoy the ride." El laid a gridwork upon the earth surface below, said: "Oops . . . jumped the gun." Smiled, and removed it.
"Are we going to the future, again?" I hazarded a guess.
El nodded: "To the near future. Our little Halloween was near past, a few months ago."
"Oh," I said. "El? Not that I've thought about it much, but when I DO think about time-travel it escapes me."
"It escapes most," she said. "Ask this of yourself: 'Can I time-travel within myself?'"
FIND ME popped into my mind, and all that had happened with regards to FIND ME. But FIND ME'S relationship to the "child and the crayon episode," and how revisiting that time period had changed something in me (within present me, then, at that time, while revisiting that time-period), seemed at best small evidence of time-travel and was STILL suggesting that the child might not have been me at all! It was a boy! We know that! (Right, Dorothy? You couldn't help but notice his thing!) No, the evidence, I think so, was pointing to toddler-Wyl, not to toddler-me; and this in itself pointed to a very interesting mode of travel, if indeed I HAD gained access to HIS memory. Or maybe the memory was mine! Go figure: One possibility pointing to toddler-Wyl and one pointing to me. I did have male energy in me, didn't I? Lady El had just said so, though she didn't really have to. I already knew that. Also (time-travel pending), on a cosmic level, everything is connected. Which means, by hook or by crook, that I'm connected (and so is everyone else!) to everyone else . . . and that being said, connected to everything everyone else is connected to too! Fractals, maybe? Subconsciously? Too, the mass-consciousness just might factor in.
"My, we're a long ways off on a tangent, aren't we, dear. But that being said—?" El queried, schooling in her changed-up way, going with the flow and echoing me, I think so (as she looked at me now), her tone of voice and her emerald eyes prompting me to carry on. We rode on in tandem. I replied directly, with:
"The big difference, though—the enormous difference in all of this connected sameness is that invariably I would perceptionally see other people's stuff much differently than they themselves."
"And?"
"Well—" I had gone off on a tangent, all right. Lady El had asked me about time-traveling within myself! But I'm sure I could bring it back around "—it's all such a difficult thing to wrap my mind around, El, our cosmic connectedness, and fractals, and the subconscious and the mass-consciousness. And branded in my mind there's still the idea of Time Machines, like punching-in 1492 and going there! But I think that real time-traveling isn't that way at all, and if it were, we wouldn't want to be widely broadcasting the ways and means. In the wrong hands—" I made a face.
"Exactly," El confirmed. I continued:
"But when I think of traveling within myself (made it, back around), and accessing a past-memory and then working with it, that's not all that hard. And if I narrow the whole freakin' connectedness-fractal-time-traveling thing down to experiences I've had with Wyllen—sharing my being with him, tapping into him and drawing the picture of his face, accessing his or my (I'm not sure whose it is, El!) childhood crayon memory—these things, because I've experienced them in some way in the past AND present, are not so hard to apply to time-travel. Still, that being said, I know I'm not even close to how it really is on the physical plane: if it is or even if it will be, in the future. Time-travel, that is. Then of course there's all that stuff about Deep Memory and Wyl and I being together a long, long time ago . . ." Suddenly I wondered what he might be accessing of me and mine. Mm-hmm. For instance: Wyl might—
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The Seventh Direction
AdventureA spiritual, mostly fictional adventure, which takes place in both the 3rd and 4th dimension . . . and perhaps occasionally in the 5th. Under the umbrella of Mother Earth---School of Learning, Freewill Zone---the story, rather than looking at us as...
