"Do you really think there are no larger answers to the small ones we can supply? Miguel, we know there are answers for everything. Unfortunately, we know very few of them." (Alexis Paninian to Mitchell Campion following a 4 minute teleportation from Paxton, Ohio to 3XNorth, 3YEast and 150Z off the Coast of Spain, circa 5/28 & 3 weeks, OSB airdate 4/7/1959).
Sunday, October 27, 2013
The benefactor realized she did not need to build a moat around this house. It was always there. Anyone who can't"see" to the other side is forbidden to cross the water. Of course the moat always worked. It still does.
The benefactor's very short snippet of a story:
A cottage can tell us much about love and loathing.
Over a period of years I told a young man the story of how I grew up in this home. Books lined the stairs and walls. A contraption hand built by my father and grandfather warmed the rooms. Bulbs illuminated what my family read and the cards we played.
African violets, hybrids never seen before or since, shaded the sun and the moonlight. I watched comets streak through the upper right bedroom window. With pages of poetry draped over me like quilts. I dreamed about wooden shoes and seas of dew
When the suspicious young man finally saw the house, he said "why, this is nothing but a shack."
I expected to feel damage, a rip, a shred, a gaping hole. I felt nothing but sorrow. I knew that friends we would never be, and from that moment on we were hostile enemies with nothing but the truth between us.