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Saturday, November 3, 2007 (Continued)
Everyone was in the Adults' House, mostly in the living room but some scattered around. Julia spotted me coming up the hill and used the intercom to summon everyone else to the living room. I entered through the living room's ranch slider doors, my girls running to cuddle with me. My dishes would be in the way so I bent over and put them on the floor, where the baddies' cameras wouldn't see them as they skidded along the floor to the kitchen while the girls rushed into my arms.
"Are you all right?" | "What happened?" | "It's bad news, isn't it?" | "You're okay, aren't you?"
"Sit down and we'll talk about it."
They didn't so much sit down as stayed glued to my body while I walked across the room to sit in the middle of the nearest sofa. Carol and Julia in my lap, Ava and Donna to either side, with everyone looking very worried, including me.
The four parents were here and sitting, so I started, "Last Thursday something happened to me which was a major development in my life. I can't describe what it was, but I can say that I entered into it willingly and the result of it includes that I've made a very large commitment that I have to keep. There was a chance that my commitment wouldn't be necessary, so since Thursday I've been checking that out, but now I'm sure that it will be. I don't need to leap into action right away, so I'll spend a few more days making sure. A week would be fine, maybe even two weeks, although that's pushing it a bit."
"What do you have to do?" asked Julia.
"I'm nearly up to that part, darling..."
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"Your mind isn't powerful enough..."
"TEACH ME! TEACH US!"
"You know I would LOVE to do that if I could, but I can't. Why do you think I've had such a bad time the last few days? I HAVE to go, I CAN'T take anyone with me, and I can't come back."
"We're going to lose you?"
"I'm very sorry, Julia, but you are."
Carol was the first to burst into tears, closely followed by Julia. Ava and Donna joined in, the mothers came over to comfort their daughters, and they got caught up in the emotion themselves. In a few seconds, the floodgates were open, and the hankies were being grabbed off the midair stack. I had no spare hands, with frantic girls grabbing my arms in their need for reassurance.
The next quarter of an hour was as bad as I've ever seen. Living among girls I've seen a lot of tears before, but nothing on this scale. Saying "There, there" had NO chance of having any effect whatsoever. There were many sobbed comments, most of which were too blubbery for me to understand. The few I could make out I couldn't respond to because there was too much noise and the girls weren't paying attention. Toward the fifteen-minute mark I corrected one of the half-sobbed comments with, "Don't think of it as me dying. My mind will still be fully alive and active. I'm just going on a very long journey, is all." It didn't help much, but perhaps fractionally more than "There, there" would have. Maybe if I repeated it twenty or thirty times it might sink in.
Prof showed me how to do it. He pointed out, "Each of you is losing Mark but you've still got each other. Mark is losing ALL of you. He's going to be alone on his journey. When you've finished crying for yourselves, please pull together for his sake. He's going to need your support."
Prof's comment, "When you've finished crying for yourselves," wasn't said sarcastically or accusatorily, it was his literal instruction. He wanted the girls to have their cry, and then to see that there were - according to Prof - more deserving issues for them to be concerned about, such as Poor Lonely Mark. The girls heard his point and ZING: the waterworks stopped. It was a hell of a lot more effective than "There, there." Next thing I know, they're all apologizing to me. I was dumping them in my wake, and they were apologizing to me!
I assured them there was no need ... They assured me there was and that they felt terrible for being so selfish ... That went on for a while.
Carol still had to question it, "You're REALLY going to die. Just like someone killed you?"
"From your point of view, it'll be exactly the same as if I had a peaceful heart attack."
"But why would you do that? We love you and you love us. You shouldn't leave us."
"I love you all VERY much, and I've NEVER been more aware of that than I am now. You KNOW I love you, Carol, and you know how much, but this is even more important. This is more important than staying with every person I love, and more important than all the hurt I am going to cause you by leaving."
"What is 'this'?" asked Vanessa.
"I can't answer that directly, but I can give you a comparison which is quite accurate in terms of its emotional value.
-- "Imagine that I had a choice between staying here, in which case every person on the planet would be in mortal danger, including all of you; or if I left to go on my journey of discovery, I'd have a very good chance of saving everybody's life. I HAVE to try to save everybody, includes my loves. There's no choice."
"Is something forcing you to sacrifice yourself for humanity?" asked Prof.
"Nothing like that. That's a good guess based on the information I've given you, but you're not even close. My saying everybody on the planet was in mortal danger wasn't meant literally, but because it's similar to the emotional value of the real reason, which I can't tell you."
"Why can't you tell us?"
"Because it would destroy human civilization and kill almost everyone. You don't want to know that secret, do you?"
"No I don't."
"What's going to happen to you?" asked Mom.
"I'll answer that in more detail than I normally do. My dying will start with my mind leaving my body first. That's the thing I can't teach Julia or anyone else how to do. It's very similar to my being able to see with my eyes shut. Julia, if you ever learn to see things in other rooms with your eyes shut the way I can, then you'd be halfway toward being able to follow me on my journey - but I know you'll never be able to do it so please don't waste your time trying to learn, especially because even if you learned it, you wouldn't know which direction I've gone in so you'd never be able to find me.
-- "Then I'll order my body to die, similar to the way I order it to go to sleep..."
"Let it stay alive, Mark! That way you can come back when you've finished," suggested Julia hopefully.
"Sorry. It doesn't work like that. It's a one-way journey whether or not my body's left alive. My mind can never get back, and all that would be left behind would be a mindless shell. My personality, memories, hopes, dreams, knowledge and EVERYTHING that is in my mind, is going with me. My body would have nothing left inside it, not even enough of a mind to tell the heart when to beat, lungs to breath, or anything else to work either. My body will die, and there's no way around that, and even if there was, it'd be a mindless shell.
-- "To finish Mom's question. Once my mind is free, I have a journey of discovery ahead of me. A very good metaphor is a series of rooms with connecting doors. When I'm in one room, I can open the door and see into the next room, but I can't see into the room after that because that door is on the opposite wall and is shut. When I leave here, I'll be going into the next room. I already know what's in there and I won't be discovering anything new. The door will shut behind me. The problem is that it's a one-way door. Once I enter a room, the only way out of it is to go forward. Once I'm in the next room, I'll look through its next door and study the next room. If I like the look of it, which I almost certainly will, then I'll move into that room. That'll be the process for room after room. I can estimate what the next two or three rooms are like, but beyond that I'm expecting some interesting surprises.
-- "You know I like science, and the scientific part of my journey will interest me greatly, but that is NOT why I am doing it! There's NO WAY I'd ever leave you behind just for scientific curiosity. I'm going because it's very important and I made a commitment to do so..."
"Who did you make the commitment to?" asked Vanessa.
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"Oh grandmother, I still can't believe it!" The young blonde haired woman exclaimed as she gushed with excitement. "Two days from now I'm going to be in Europe." "Well it's nothing that you don't deserve." The older woman smiled back. "I'm very proud of you, and all that you've accomplished." "I don't think Mother would agree with you on that." Jenny D'Angelo replied. "She thinks the entire trip is a colossal waste of money." "Your mother thinks everything is a waste of...
PART 1 My company had just relocated to brand new offices downtown in that fancy mega-complex that took up four city blocks. I had just parked my car on level B5 and rode the elevator up to the mezzanine level. So here I was Monday morning, with a map of the complex in hand. A lot of companies' hours are 8 to 5, but I was fortunate to work for a company that worked 9 to 5 and included our lunch hour for "free." At close to 9, the mezzanine was relatively sparse with a few people shopping in...
Sunday when I was pulling into the driveway I had another vision. I saw a bunch of motorcycles in front of the house. I knew that was bad news for sometime in the future. I figured it would be a good time to start building my war chest. I got my cell phone out and dialed the number I had been given in D.C. it was answered with, "6619." I said, "This is the Griz." "Is there a problem?" "Not right now, I think there will be." I related my vision. "What do you want us to do about...
On our way out of Illinois we stopped for the day tour of New Salem. New Salem is where Abraham Lincoln ran a general store and got his first law book and started studying to be a lawyer. It has been restored and is a general tourist trap, to see what life was like 150 years ago. You see Ox drawn carts and wagons. 'New Salem' makes you realize that you do not want to live life back then. We made a leisurely trip to Mt Rushmore. Mt. Rushmore is a very impressive scene. From the welcome...
As Tom and Betty got off the plane in Havana, the Minister of Communication met them. Senor and Senora Wilcox, "It is my pleasure to welcome you to Cuba. Your bags have been taken to the Hotel Tropicana. I am sure you will be very happy there. I have your transportation waiting outside." Once they were in the limo, "Senor, Senora Wilcox, I have been asked to request that you have a private dinner with the President tonight. He will send a car for you." Tom replied, "We will be...
The trip was over and everyone was get back into the swing. Suzy was going to school. The drive to her school was shorter from the new house than from her folks place. Joanne started to sue to get the rights back for my programs. Elizabeth and I decided to open an office away from the house to work from, just so the house was a home and not a place we worked from. We opened an office in Winter Park, about 15 minutes from Suzy's school. If anything happened and Suzy needed something we...
I got an invitation for my High School Reunion in Deland. I asked everyone what I should do about it, go or not go? Jeri and Elizabeth, both wanted to go they loved to dance. Corey said she wanted to go, Joanne decided to stay and keep an eye on Suzy. The girls had fun shopping for dresses. We went to the football game. This was the first time in over 30 years I had been back to Deland for any thing other than stopping to get something to eat or shopping at Wall Mart. I was surprised that...
Elizabeth and I had a lot of work for on Monday. Jeri had joined us for lunch at the 'Big Bite'. Since we had to wait for the hardware to arrive, we decided to leave early. It seemed like a nice day to be lazy by the pool. As we were driving home we drove past the house. We saw several motorcycles in the driveway and a few biker-carrying guns. None of the family was in sight. Suzy truck was in the driveway. We drove about a half a mile past the driveway, Jeri and Elizabeth changed cars....