Sunday Photo Fiction – The Language of the Birds

 

This week’s Sunday Photo Fiction challenge is a sweet photo of a mother and her ducklings (Thanks Al), my offering follows. For more information about either participating or reading other writers entries click here.

141 01 January 31st 2016

photo copyright Alastair Forbes, 2016

The Language of the Birds

As I walk along the water, mind in a meditative state,  I feel most peaceful viewing the sweet scenic image of a mother duck keeping cautious eye on her brood of ducklings paddling nearby in the fresh water pond.  Colorful array of small fish and pebbles just beneath the shallow rippling waters create a pleasant visual sensation of harmony and tranquility, life and renewal.

I admit to being moved by this comforting view of reality, even with the realization of  knowing that we all live in a consciousness hologram, set in linear time for the experience and subsequent recording of related emotions.  Such is the nature of the great human ‘bio-genetic Earth experiment’ of which I was, until recently an unknowing participant.

Of course now that I am aware, the worldwide pattern recognition reoccurring in all areas of life seem obvious to me. Layers of past, present and future (“the all-time” as I like to think of it) linking together as one.  I hope my human experiences are therefore not compromised (as a result of this knowledge) in my memory banks.

However I find it most synchronous, even intriguing  to be strolling past this pastoral scene of life and birds, whilst also finding myself in the middle of deciphering a mystical and mysterious book “The Language of the Birds”. An ancient manuscript purported to be about our true human beginnings, mailed to me by an anonymous source. Clearly the language the ducks are speaking here is not of what the book is referencing … but then again, perhaps …

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Thanks for stopping by, hoping the remainder of your week is a positive and creative one.

With affection,

~ Penny

 

 

The Shaman’s Dream

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He, alone in contemplation. Curious and saddened, wondering if he were the reason things had gone wrong, knowing only the way of things and he but a vessel of knowledge, not a portent.

She, the portent. Change swirls about her. Spiralling out. Fibonacci wisdom, from seeds to galaxies ~ her key. She holds the golden key tightly. Her key.

She opens doors to a new awareness. A new reality? So much change. Is nature not to still be nature? Can she really do all this? Yes, she can.

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Ahhh, he reflects, of course. She is of nature and birth and growth. She is of life, not death. Her change is the correct change. No more killing fields. Mankind will change. It is so.

He wonders what … how … he will be after the change.

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The golden key, a mere symbol, she herself – the key of change. But this change signifies a new balance. Yin Yang become relevantly/irrelevant. Such is this nature of change.

life gives birth to change
change gives life to birth
birth gives change to life

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And so it comes ~ A time of great change. Are you ready?

Release date Early Spring of 2016:
The Spiral Corridor
A scifi/fantasy novel (or our actual future?) by P.L.Howe

Some fun for Everyone – Horton hears a Tardis!

I first wrote and posted this about a year ago, I hope you enjoy:

For all you “Dr Who” lovers – a bit of fun! 🙂

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copyright Nick Holmes

Horton Hears a Tardis
The day started out simply pleasant
In fact Horton knew it was great,
His favoritest meal
the bestest real deal
Was of course a nut full of plates! (actually it’s “a plate full of nuts” but then it wouldn’t rhyme would it. hello?)
*
Suddenly, Horton hears a strange sounding
and thinks to himself “Oh, no …
Not Whoville again?
They just would not send …
In fact, this time I’ll refuse to go.
*
But it turns out it wasn’t the Whoville
But rather “Dr Who” that arrived,
In his tardis he came
Horton hardly could blame
The Whovilles for who was inside.
*
And so Horton looked at the tardis
and then, of course at Doctor Who,
he said “no offense
And don’t think me dense,
but exactly ‘Who are you?’ “
*
And of course Dr. Who replied “Brilliant”
“What a capital elephant you be,
for though we’ve just met
You already get
The person, of course ‘Who’ is me!”
*
And Horton looked first at the tardis
And once again at Doctor Who,
Still shaking his head
and wished for his bed
replied one more time “Who? Are you?”
*
“Yes I am”, the good doctor responded
“And most happy to meet you am I,
If you really don’t mind
and would be so kind
We must wait for the Dalek to arrive.”
*
Now Horton, as you know is a thinker
Deep thoughts are really his forte,
But Doctor Who was a puzzle
And in a bit of a fuzzle
Horton knew not what to say.
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And so Dr. Who told him the story
The Daleks were bad guys, he knew,
So Horton told them (Dr. Who and his companions) to stay
And they left the next day (actually it was longer, but that doesn’t rhyme either),
The tardis, the Daleks, and Dr. Who.
*
Well Horton was glad when they vanished
Back to whenever they were from,
Now when Horton listens
He’s not listening for a who
but rather the sound of the drums (spoiler).
(you’ve gotta watch the tv series to figure the last line out!)
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For all you “Dr. Who” TV fans I hope you enjoyed this little bit of farce! I don’t claim to have the talent of Dr. Seuss, but this was fun to write. 

Have a great day!

~ Penny

Join the Writing Fun – Let’s write a book report!

While a junior in high school (11th grade), My English class was told to write a book report about a book we had recently read. I did well in English (I know, no surprise there) but I had been doing a lot of drawing and other activities (President of the Latin club – hey don’t laugh, I was a geek before it was popular to be one). Anyway I had not read any books recently at all so, I made the book up. A great story too, I might add! Perhaps a little too good as it turned out.

I got an A+ on my book report and the teacher went to the Library to check out the book by the author (which of course neither existed). So I was called upon to explain this discrepancy. And I told the truth. My A+ stayed, I was asked not to do that again and she said she was disappointed because she was looking forward to reading the book.

So today I’d like you to have some fun with me! I’ve created a book cover (below) and I’d like you to write a book report (from just looking at the illustration) or a book review or what the intro (you know the flap inside the cover of the book, might say about the author and the book). Post (publish) on your blog and then link to this post. No deadlines. I’ll place your link below for others to read.

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Please be as creative as you’d like. Talk about the fictional author and his or her background, what the story is about, what the reviewers are saying about the book. Anything that might appear in a book report or book review. I want this to be fun! No contest, no prizes, just having fun with imagination and creative writing.

I do hope you decide to join in the fun, If you don’t want to post your creative writing on your main post, create a page for your “book report” and link to it from there!

~ Thanks for taking part in the fun!

Those who have decided to write using my created book cover for inspiration:

Yoshiko Her take was to write a poem about the loneliness of a planet! Just lovely!

RoSy Her words are very moving as her subject is our forgotten soldiers living on  the streets today. A truth! Well done Rosy!

Penny

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My trip to Mars!

A SHARED MEMORY FROM MY PAST: When I was in the 8th grade I was shy but friendly with my fellow 8th graders. I lived in the country. So the size of the classes were relatively small. About 20 students. But I loved to write stories.

So one day I began to write a science fiction (yes I loved it even back then) story about a flying saucer landing in the play area of the school grounds. They (the aliens) were here for the purpose of choosing which students would go with them back to their planet to learn about life on another world.

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A friend sitting to my left asked to read the first few pages and then the boy sitting next to her asked to read them and so on until the story circulated from desk to desk. Every day I added new written pages. Naturally many of the students were characters in the story, so we were all having great fun with this, until the day I looked up to see the principal (Mr. Dunbar – his actual name) standing next to my desk with his hand out (I guess word had gotten out).

I handed him (very nervously, he was always so stern appearing) the latest few pages. He stood there reading them and then said “You know Penny it isn’t fair not to share this story with everyone”. So he told my teacher she should let me, everyday, stand in front of the class (OH NO, remember I was shy and very self conscious about my speaking voice!) and read the latest installment. Which I nervously did. To the cheers of the whole class, and my embarrassment.

Penny L HoweYes the fiction had a happy ending. A few of the students “of course I was one” were chosen and went to live on Mars! Yes at that time it was definitely the “Go To” place, in outer space. My Title of this fantasy, very uninspiring … “My Trip to Mars“!

As I reflect on this story today, I think to myself how much like blogging this experience was, where we write and then interactively share our written words with others. Who knew I’d be sharing my stories with others around the planet when I grew up … Not Mars perhaps, but ever so cool. Blogging and bloggers, yes indeed! And no principal peering over my shoulder either!

Thanks for your time to visit me today, Have a great day!

~ Penny

Don’t Blink

Hi guys, this is a short post, later today I’ll be posting Part 2 of Aging Well, but this one is for fun! Go to the top of this blog and put your cursor over I-BELONG and click on Regenerations Award. The reward is for a very nice reason, but it is also fun. I nominated Christina of http://reconstructingchristina.com/ because of her fascination with the TV show Doctor Who and if you are not familiar with this show when you check out the Regenerations Award page, go first to Christina’s second comment in the comment section which includes a link to a video that explains what “Don’t Blink” means. Spooky and great fun so enjoy!

Also with reference to Awards, I have been very tardy with accepting the wonderful awards I’ve been receiving from some awesome bloggers in this past month+. I plan to honor them all with a special post after I complete my series on Aging. I haven’t forgotten any of you for your thoughtfulness. I am so very appreciative of all of you.

For right now go have some fun with the Regeneration Award. Pretty cool stuff!

Thanks, Penny

hidden portals

First Interstellar Post (or perhaps just the future as I’d like it to be. :D)

Journal Entry -July 4TH Celebration 2062

Author: GeePi  Gregory – adopted Interstellar daughter of P.L. Gregory-Howe

Today (In earth dating timelines) marks the 50th anniversary of the discovery of the formerly hidden “X-Point Portals” (XP Portals or electron diffusion regions (Portals formed through the process of magnetic reconnection, mingling lines of magnetic force from other stars and earth crisscross to create the openings. X-points are where the crisscross takes place.)

 

(photo credit NASA – 2012)

What a day for a celebration. I began interviewing earth citizens (via the ICP- Interstellar Communication Pod ) even before we entered the Magnetosphere located some few tens of thousands of kilometers from Earth.

The discovery of the hidden XP Portals led to Earth scientist’s further discovery that the XP’s create an uninterrupted path leading from Earth’s planet to not only the sun but other stars within the Galaxy and beyond.

x-point (credit:NASA, 2012)

Finally we the people of the Universe were allowed to introduce ourselves and begin dialogue with Earth’s Citizens.

Today on this 50th Anniversary of the discovery of the XP Portals I am enjoying the most uplifting dialogue and exchange of ideas with many of Earth’s citizens.(Hard to get used to calling this planet that name, but it is their name so…go with the flow.) I do however love all their idioms, without their ability to interact telepathically these ‘idioms’ go a long way towards improving interpretation and communication on this planet.

I ingested a wide variety of energy sources (food), most interesting this BBQ method of changing the composition of the food source prior to consuming. Also the pyrotechnics were of visual value and interpretation. I discovered that on this planet the inhabitants frequently celebrate all manner of events most are indigenous to locale and ethnicity with reference to historical perspective. So fascinating for me and mine.

In conclusion I am happy for all of Universe kindred that Earth chose to embrace us and their future in the stars 50 years (Earth-time actually the universal date is <000>III.X.I – but who’s counting) ago today.

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(note: Yes I am also curious about the why of the universe and our future with reference there of, I hope you enjoyed this bit of whimsy – Happy 4th!)