A Thousand Summers (Episode 14)
Saturday Evening Posts
June 20-26 Edition
A Thousand Summers
I was sitting on the lifeboats at the top deck as the ship began to move. No money can buy my joy. White foams around us, the water churns as we head to the open sea.
A short while later, I was at the highest point in front, the sea breeze embracing me like a lover, unseen lands beckoning. I knew then, with absolute certainty, that I would spend the rest of my life this way.
Then the ship began rocking violently. A freak weather had summoned fearsome waves right smack in the middle of the sea. Some of the other passengers were on the verge of panic, and I take pride that I never did. What I felt was the same inexplicable detachment just like during the invasion of the dispersal unit when I was in a rally in Mendiola in 2001. All my senses became razor sharp.
Strangely, just when death seemed imminent, I never felt more alive.
To Be Continued Next Saturday
March 13, 2015, Friday
I have no idea what other people do when it's Friday the 13th. As for me, I got one of my all-time favorite songs on my ears and soul throughout the day and on the many previous nights.
I can listen to Dan Fogelberg's classic "Longer" over and over again, in bed in with the lights off. I had it on while on the stationary bike earlier at the gym.
I went to I.T. Park at twilight after working out. I'm happy because one of my experiments, trying to see if I can get clear paper copies of photos I took of a lot of pages from an encyclopedia of the supernatural at the public library, is a success. I had my MP3 while reading about the mystical healer Phineas Parkhurst Quimby and the Christian Science founder Mary Baker Eddy. I even have it on now as I write this at eleven past eleven near midnight.
"Longer than ther've been fishes in the ocean,
higher than any bird ever flew..."