DAY 18 of FLASH AUGUST FICTION. Some kind of story about meditating is going to happen today. Let’s see. My life is better when I pray and meditate. I don’t know why I have a difficult time keeping up with it.
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Home From the Stars
A Perspective From Space
677 WORDS WRITTEN IN ABOUT 45 MINUTES
Greg is ready to settle into his usual routine on a new moon night. He will lay on the ground, allow his eyes to adjust, and then absorb all the light he can. This has been his habit for many years. Along with having a cigar on a full moon, these are two of his favorite nights every month.
First, he has to set up his telescopes. He uses two. He has the fancy one. It has a 10-inch lens, and it's computerized and motorized. He has to roll it in the case out to a field or mountaintop because it's so heavy. His other one he's had since he was in high school. It's a beautiful, small, very effective Japanese model with a super crisp lens. He uses it for sighting. He can carry it with him in a backpack. It's plenty lightweight.
Everything is in place the way he likes it. He's going to get into that later. Right now, he's going to start his preparation routine. Greg lays down with a pillow under his head. He crosses his arms on his chest, and he gets comfortable. He knows where he is. He knows these coordinates, and he is going to take a look at his situation.
Greg takes in the sky in his purview. He memorizes it. Taking in every detail he can. He notes the location of the planets. He recognizes the constellations. The colorful field of the Milky Way is now familiar in his memory. He closes his eyes, and the scene does not change. He's looking at the same scene with his eyes closed, as he was a moment ago seeing it with them open.
Using his mind, Greg lifts himself out of his body and moves just a few feet closer to the stars. He turns over to see himself lying in the field. As he raises himself further, he peruses these familiar surroundings. He comes back down to his body and turns over again to once again face the stars. Now he allows his mind to be a free agent, and he begins soaring up over the scene. He takes one last look back to see himself and his planet as he moves out of the atmosphere and into space.
Greg stops and looks at his planet from the distance of the moon. He says a prayer for peace. He pours compassion from his heart into his home. He wants to see the healing that he has heard is possible with prayer. There is so much pain, and it is such a difficult time. There are people who seem to have forgotten the instructions given to them, or who perhaps never were very sincere about them in the first place. Or perhaps they are working for the forces of darkness the entire time that they claim publicly that they love God.
As he moves along to another side of the lunar orbit and then out beyond Venus, he laughs and laughs. He is thinking about the lunatic fools who think they are going to create some "god" out of zeros and ones. Every age produces delusional pathologicals who think they are going to rule the world, and in every age they fail. Back on Earth, his body's gut aches from the laughter as he's thinking about the people at CERN trying to stop time so they can attempt, in vain, to avoid the inevitable. He knows we are already connected to everything, and there will be no replacing that, or changing that, and that it will not be dulled down by nonsense ideas that technology is superior to what is already imprinted in us.
It's time to come in. The stars, meteors, and other bodies rush past him on his way back down to Earth, where he walks in the confidence of a victory that has already been won, time and time again. He sits up and steps over to his telescopes, but it's not like they can provide anything comparable to what he knows from his vantage point.
The End.
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Home From the Stars