"This may truly be the beginning of the end" I thought.

               Robert sat there, dejected and resolute. Lost in time, out of space. "That's why I came here. Now I realize the fruitlessness of the whole thing....for a time here, I thought I was safe. and things looked different." Robert looked at me,  the energy gone into dullness

               I sat back. I've got to admit that I felt like the fly swatter had hit us...splattered in all directions. I felt the anguish and the existential void.

             I had to fight hard here and remember the moments gone by, especially the touching of that sacred energy. My personal energy was coming back. I had to remember that I was just passing through and I too was only here by the Creator's gift of life. All this stuff Robert had told me still had a hold on me, for my imagery of the situation had been inductive. Now I had regained my composure but I knew that Robert had spoken the 'truth'. Now I had to let 'the Elder' answer this. 'The Elder'...I felt my strength come back.. Robert was still sitting there, scanning his systems for a glimmer of hope.

        "Robert," I said. He looked up, energy gone. "You know the truth of events up till now which I didn't know but somehow, I'm not surprised. I must tell you that whatever 'the Elder' says I'm bound by...but I will tell you this, that when people come to me about external realizations and they hope to get even or make changes with and to the external world, all I can tell them is ya'll see the truth, why do you continue to bitch about the way things are. The 'What-is" of a situation opens doors to clarity. The bitching or complaining continually to others breeds no solutions. So, let's see what 'the Elder' says. Thank you for dealing the truth to me. As a race of people, we've been there before. 'The Elder' will have access to these understandings. I certainly appreciate it. Why don't we enjoy the pipe and sleep on it? I know you're tired and 'the Elder' will send for us...if he don't just show up."

     To my surprise, Robert laid back and pulled the blanket over himself. "I think I will rest a bit."he said.

      I got up and punched around in the fire and sat on the warm hearth."She olie!" I thought

-From Neisthes journals  "Into the Night"        

We all have so much in common

Except the ability to see

That life is meant for all of us

So there will be an Earth 

for future I's and me's  

                                                    So as the time grows long and late

                                                   The Creator knew 

                                                        that the words couldn't wait  

                                                    So here it is

                                                          as it was told to me

                                                    The Creators words 

                                                          to know 

                                                             or to disbelieve 

                                                     The choice is yours

                                                          and it is plain to see

                                                     That the words 

                                                           are for us all

                                                      But perhaps just you and me 

                                                              are all that's left 

                                                                  to be free.