"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"