I’M IN MY SMALL FISHING BOAT, WITH A SEDUCING, FULL LEATHER RECLINER LAID BACK, ON A NICE AND PEACEFUL LAKE,
PADDLING OUT TO A GOOD AREA, AND I DROP ANCHOR AND PULL OUT MY ROD AND REEL,
BUT I PUT NO BAIT ON MY HOOK BECAUSE I DO NOT WANT TO BE DISTURBED BY ANY FISH,
OR ANY HUMANS, FOR THAT MATTER, which is the only sure-fire way that the HSR
can psychologically decompress in this busy 21st Century life, and
so that your “I love to get out of the city at night and look up at the stars
of the Milky Way and dream about how life is in far-away places” smile, can
wake up refreshed in the dewy morning to the homely smell of eggs and bacon
cooking in the natural wilderness camp deep in the woods.
“In times of ultimate need…the force just may be with you!”
Quick background: every
time the dentist is close to finishing his mission, another obstacle is placed
squarely in this path. This time, he is knocked unconscious, and he might not
make it out alive!
I was hit in the head by a large boulder, and I can feel my
conscious mind becoming blurred.
The mortar, pestle, and sword start slipping out of my weakening
hands, and I need some fresh oxygen down here underwater as I hold my breath.
But I don’t seem to care anymore…this is where it ends, I
guess.
I’m thinking that I’ll never make it back home now. “Dang, I
shouldn’t have touched that baby tooth back at the office! The lady warned me,
but, did I listen? Nooo!!” I pinchingly remind myself.
Suddenly, to my surprise, a beautiful mermaid swims up to me
with the mortar and pestle, and places them in one hand. She then places the
sword back into my weak other hand and blows some oxygen-rich air into my mouth
and lungs to save me.
As she finishes giving me mouth-to-mouth air, I feel like
it’s more of an energizing kiss!
I shake loose from her and try to smash the baby tooth into
the mortar one more time.
But as I raise the pestle, I hear the mermaid shriek in
agonizing pain as she is gripped by a gigantic crab, which is about to use it’s
crushing arm to slice the mermaid in two.
I place the mortar and pestle into my pants pockets, and
grab one of the spears still floating round me, and hurriedly thrust it into
the mouth of the chomping crab.
In a smooth move, I also flick the sword to sever off the
killer claw of the crab so it won’t do anymore harm.
I feel like I have my strength and my wits about me once again.
The mermaid is bleeding, but she slowly elevates with me to the water’s
surface.
I look quickly around, to see if those cave people are still
there, planning to throw something else at me.
Partially hiding behind some walls, I see them, and they are
about to draw their arms back to throw more spears.
But all four cavemen are attacked from behind and taken out
of my view, by something I can’t see, and they scream loudly with the fear of
death in them.
The mermaid and I keep quiet a little longer to see if what
attacked the cavemen might also come for us…
…but it’s silent…and you know what happens right after
silent pauses!
Now I struggle to lift the injured mermaid and myself out of
the water onto some steps where the cavemen were.
And not a moment too soon!
Giant, voracious piranha fish rush to the surface and make the water "bubble" trying
to get to us with their ferocious attitudes and hunger and teeth!
Three or four of them hop and wiggle out of the water to
find and bite us, but I strike at them in rapid succession with my sword in a
blur, cleanly cutting each of them in half.
As their parts fall back into the water, the other fish
quickly devour what’s left of the cut fish.
We both look around to see what happened to the primate men
who left.
I get up and walk around the area, but they are nowhere to
be found.
However, I see that there are some spears left. I pick up a
spear holster and four spears that they left behind and sling them over my
shoulder.
I still wonder what happened to the men. And, as always, I
think, “might I be next?!”
So, I walk back to the mermaid. She is profusely bleeding
now.
“Use the shiny tips of the spears to reflect the light of
the three suns. You must not fail!” informatively
urges the increasingly weak mermaid.
I hold up her slumping body and shake her a little, and ask
her, “Who sent you to help me?”
Her unsteady eyes roll back to show all white, but they come
back, as she gasps, and she weakly says, “The people back home sent me!”
“What! The people back home, where are you talking about?” I
shake her some more, but she expires right as I am holding her.
“This baby tooth thing is much deeper than I thought. Maybe
some gigantic forces are working through me to contest a battle that I cannot
comprehend!” I think.
I walk out into the air. Now I see that I am at the outer
part of the mountain top.
There, off in one direction, is a massively gorgeous sunset
or sunrise, I don’t know which!
I look to the opposite side and see some swirling, darkening
clouds that could only portend ominous meanings ahead.
Looking down the side of the tall mountain upon which I
precariously stand, I kick a small rock and watch it fall and bounce its long
way down into the dark.
At that moment, out of the corner of my eye, I see a shadow quickly
fly by on the ground.
All of a sudden I am…!
TO BE CONTINUED…
May you have many…I don’t mind going to the dentist; I have
no pain because all of my teeth are implants!...boy, do I love climbing the
main mast on my sailboat to sit in the roomy Crow’s Nest, so that I can see for
miles in all directions, and hide from swabbing the deck chores!…we'll be able to walk through "air doors" and step into other dimensions, and back, soon! … smiles!
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