Regarding "The Aphrodite Tree," Mom has sent D a report on IT's progress using the Word programs designed and sold for Microsoft. There is competition, however, rather than co-operation driving the market place and our economy resulting in a great divide in spirit and confusion among those seeking to create understanding. Working from a public library, we the people have launched a new investigation into the violations of our written space and security protocols.
The word that shot across the Internet from John to Ruth via email and US dex was the beginning of the end of a relationship in John's HIStory. All of these events transpired as I took stock of history in the AM. @ 11:30 =/- 15 minutes I arrived at the Senior Center in Rociy Ford, Colorado. I signed in and joined three friends at the "Round Table" where St. Valentine calls me "Lady Bug." Jan greeted her Methodist Friend and CC. St. Valentine is not Internet savy, so he is unaware that his "Lady Bug" has now been installed into a computer to give the WWW a radar picture of the weather.
As I left the Senior Center to take the con of Mom's ship (@ noon) I met Grace from Nava Manor. Surprised to see me, she asked, "Do you still live here?"
"I still work here." was my reply. All afternoon D has been working in La Junta with A&E.... Neither he nor Mom even stopped to visit Brandon's grandparents or Rev. O. They've both been studying and incorporating the stories of inheritance and revolution. @ 5PM D tuned into the weather, and heard the news of words blaming the president for our woes.
To sum IT all up, I must confess that I saw an image in my mind of a dutch boy standing with his finger in a dike holding back the power of the sea. All around I hear us blaming him for the catastrophe.
