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Dear Reader, 

When the April Poem Stories are finished I will share excerpts here and place a poll for you to vote. In the month of April I am focusing on the Fiyah Magazine Submission

read or listen to the March 2017 poem story  


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Listen to "January Poem Story 2017 from Richard Murray" on Spreaker.

 A man rush back, to quiet moldy Treme, after the flood cede

To his horror she is gone! and who is she, she is the lady in the wall

Now lacking proof you can be, to her old terranean story

Through time, I take you on to who she is, when Orleans block freedom, using chains

None were ever her tack, or to her, specific way, altering the place

I apologize mon friend, to not give her name first, Onee Lavrai is it

Why Lavrai? Ok, in the story sack, and a little wee back, to laughter day

That day she craft, when she want to don a shoe... no jest, one to crush all, teemals

Those little baddies, who crack each walkway, to see who trip on terrain

She can see them bon, but too soft of feet, to make a kill

So, she need one shoe, to pack them away, and rid Treme, their terror

But none can spare, none can do, she is nor more than a free gens, no more over that

A plan, Onee stand, wack center to the street, call to rafters, or balcons

Changing faces, acrobatic dances, on pace, to make, many more laughing, people 

And coins come, lack the ability, to make banter , enough to cobble one shoe 

She use it, and hop, on the fool teemals, she see, in shock, people are who see, their terminal exploding

Thus, the people crack and the padre claim, 'Nee hop sur le rire, a la vrai 

Le rire, yes laughter, laughter day, and Onee to do, is one short, fini name, Lavrai 

Now back through time, again, she is a proper jeune femme

feet still bare, but none, are too unclean, why, her alt name be, la mambo vert

Known fact, from the healer breed, from Mama ter 

but she has a wanter, the grand master monsieur Feurage, whose staff hold Mambo Charm heart

He bring a knacky mean mob, to the bayou edge, there, another magical heart is

she en garde, brutes, using a dewy sleepy mist, but sadly... 

Feurage tap his cane, to smack earth, and blow the sleep, far from an err

Onee run through the swamp, on ground coup up, but capture finally, under the moon light

She wake in L'ormenage, bright sack, where can treat, any actor, power gold threat, from the blood fields profit

Feurage take out his mini blade, blood on it to remain, from it last, stain fee

The Mambo vert not lack friends, don't fear, crazy cruel mad crafters

Her last life husband, Jacque Acier, con them to her side, former life party, the retinue 

Guards yell, and Jacque come in, but Onee sit, she sit very still, while monsieur is cutting 

Both sides face off, machetes, rifles, hands, around still Onee, and the two leader breach to each other

Feurage take blade out cane, Jacque a simple knit wheat rag, out faster

The monsieur, ohh glee, and thrust or swipe, Acier grin to Feurage exspect

The cloth, has a simple base, but timeless love, weave it back into various place, after 

Sometime loose, sometime firm, block the blade, slap on the fool, overhead a little quick capoeira, slick rag, grab the head

The blade is free, slack cane on the ground, cry! le monsieur Feurage, neck snap... done  

Rush to Onee, to late it is, her beau body still, Jacque ache 

Bring me back, to my dear beauty, to my daughter, speak the hilt, her spirit will live, in this 

Jacque act, and he side retinue, run free, on track to peace, fore the militia, see and obliterate  

Deep in the bayou, Jacque hear Mambo Vert, me need in the dirt... my old love 

Time pass and Jacque side his kin see a glistening grass, on the good bayou, where the hilt is deep in 

Prepare before the Mambagu, hack all the glistening grass and make for a weaving thread 

In Jacque home, on a cute wall, basic pattern, no wry style 

Over short time, Onee Lavrai appear tack on, and the Acier clan know der legend 

Move on fore to the time after the flood cede 

That man, an Acier, a doctor, lament a lost heritage... and back to life or work, treat as a doctor 

A day soon after, in a maternity ward, doctor Acier ponder, who decide children hurt, or leap from birth, into trouble 

This little baby, bony back in his hand, early four month fighter, not enough to live 

Suddenly, spirits, my god, oh yes, a holler, to all winds, con death to live, that tricky, wee baby 

Some year later, the baby now ten, back to doctor Acier again... nervous, nah! 

He look, bon is her condition, and happy, or proud, is he, and... he see, her beautiful, green eyes 

Onee, back, as old spirit, speak to him, I turn from the wall, to the baby, and we, now both live 

And the old house, is rebuild, a wall is spare, a new mambo, will weave, to Lavrai one day 

Photo inspiration

Model: Brianna Arielle 
Photographer: Brianna Arielle

Check out my ebooks- the free one is noted, please read/enjoy/give me your response:
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Looking West and West: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/looking-west-and-west  
Janidogo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/the-janidogo  
The Gospel of Joseph: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/gospel-of-joseph  
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*FOR THE MONTH OF APRIL* I will take a hiatus on the Public Paths 2017 for the Fiyah Magazine Submission and other projects. The public story is not ending and you are able to vote , using the poll post enjoy

Hello Reader, this is my public paths tale; you decide what will happen next based on poll results; every week I will add to the story based on what you decide. 

At the end of the tale <which will be at the end of 2017> I will formulate a title <keeping your considerations side my own>, your welcome to comment your idea, the following is a link to the relevant poll post, where you can vote the next path and the public tale so far in total. After the tale I will present the mock cover, your ideas are welcome. ... enjoy



 The rain pour on a small house in a town in the deep south; inside the house a man ponder over an image, to a woman, he only met once. 

"what are you looking at George?" 

"nothing much bartender"

"and yes, you haven't ordered a drink since tha' sugar cane walked in here... and she did look fine"  

The Non Drinker get up, leave thirty five cent and head to the outside; he think to himself: "what could I tell Eddie, that he would believe... after the war most black folk's world, never changed. What did Hitler being dead mean to us... to me. And, I never even knew anyone asian, let alone Japanese or ching ching... but, what she said to me, changed everybody's world, and they didn't even know it" 

George get in his car and head to home; his thinking still focus on yesterday


A hot friday night in Eddie's house, shining under the moon, a woman walk into the place, footsteps chiming, curves massaging, skin smelling, everything alluring; every man glance to her, one way or another, except George; his weekly triumph over Howlin Joe take precedence to any thing else, including a female regale; as he prepare the final card slap, his competitors stop, in curiosity.

"Wow... got it! ... well, next time the fish come in my fisher kings, I promise to take all our seeds, but one round of finned to each..."

George finally cognize someone foreign is behind him; he turn and stare. 

"There is no where to sit": say the Strange woman. 

"I am finished for the evening Joe, give these men a round of fish" 

...George is near finish a cigarette outside the spot when he hear dominantly beautiful footsteps.


The Strange woman gently gesture no and say:"you are a worldly man" 

"How so?" 

"You served in... World War II, traveled to South America after" 

"It was not leisure or first class" 

"yes... but you did" 

"And why tell me this under the moonlight in the deep delta?" 

"A random occurrence, just passing through, but a possibility convinced me" 


"to aid me in selling this land" 

"Joe sold his house to you" 

The Strange woman laughed hard: "No, what you call North America" 

"The white sheets may have a say about that" 

"Whether you are on it or not the land is what is vital" 

"well, it has been a long night" 

"You! ... were born in chitown, but your parents were murdered by whites, your grandmother brought u down here, you loved her and she died while you were serving the president of the u.s.a." 

"Stranger, I don't know you but never come around me again" 

"Ask me how I know" 

George continue to walk but stop and turn.

"I am not an F.B.I. agent, or C.I.A." 


"Never mind, I am not what you think... but if I am not, what  am I" 

"...,... I don't know" 

"try one more time, you are close" 

George put on a smirk:"an extraterrestrial" 


George laugh tremendously: "I did not know such women escaped the loony bin successfully" 

"what is the next question" 

"... prove it" 

George suddenly see cards in the air dancing; he place his hand through the cards and say:"illusion" 


Suddenly, George can grab a card; shocking blindness strike him and she reply:"It is only one eye" 

George reach out to the strange woman in anger; she slap him to the ground. After checking his head, George ask:" so what do you want with me" 

"And you passed the test, I would've massaged your mind to forget me" 


"no, nervous system... very good, I want you to find some things, you may think it a fool's errand but I have plans and they require time... it! is a deed that gives part of this planet, to others... more aliens" 

"And, why would I want to help more aliens" 

"Cause the aliens I was told to relate will not accept you on their lan, once I sell it to them" 

"wait... who owns the earth now?" 

"Their name translate in the english to, The Even Guild... a set of communities, each are against war, very resource efficient, and live simply" 

"and they will destroy all life on earth" 

"not all life, just humans" 

"what are they, gods" 

"no, they age like humans on this planet, but their institutions, are very efficient, and they can't afford you when they need every resource to last the hundreds of thousands of years they need" 

"This is crazy" 

"but if you find the deed... before the Even Guild another organization existed, called, the Star Family" 


"A monarchic organization, they recently ended, but it is said a member to their royal family placed deeds on their planets that new owners would have to obey" 

"last I looked, you have the powers" 

"your right" 

The Strange woman, grab George head and he feel many pains; he scream:"What! did you..." 

"I massaged your mind, you will be able to sense what you need side other things"

George fall out from the pain.


 George smell incense; the type he burn in his home; he recall a woman or a wild night before, and the door is knock; it is knock again and again.

"what is it! oh Susan" 

"how are you too George, I don't need to tell you what today is" 

"ahh, you do" 

Susan push George a way from his front door: "we got a long way to go and I need you for muscle" 

"oh... oh shit" 

"don' even think about washin up, you know today is vital! for my business and we have no time" 

Susan enter the lone bedroom in the house; and, she exit it holding car keys and rush: "cmon George, is everything in your truck" 


Susan drag George, door still open to his home, to his car; she check the content in the truck, open both door, place the key in the ignition and wait hurry-ly till George start the car. 

"cmon! George" 

"can I" 

"cmon, this is the first Sunday, you know I will not get another chance for a week" 

George, unclean, unkempt, hungover, get in his car and close the door, and begin driving into the deep delta. 

... After a drive, George side Susan get out George car. 

"cmon! George" 

George, eventually, get a ramp from inside his truck, and place it from his truck hold to the ground. Susan, in the truck hold, push out a fermenting device, on a dolly; Susan side George push the device into a dense green; they eventually arrive to their distillery. Susan smile greatly and say: "nothing, I mean nothing beats the smell of the midnight moon... go back to the car, I can do the setup, just come back in a half hour after a drive, I got my own security here" 

George leave trying to recall last night; around a half hour later he return to the hideout;the distilling is happening, while Susan look to some book. 

"your head clear" 

"yeah, still a lil fussed over last night" 

"so what exactly happened to make you late for today" 

George shrug.

"Damn George, you know what today means to me" 

"I know" 

"it has been a year since my papa died" 

"I know" 

"the preacher who gave all libations, I can hold on to his reputation" 

"I know" 

"for the finest spirits in the region, if, if! I can get this operation together" 

"I know" 

"so who was she" 

"tsst": reply George on denial.

"you are soo simple goody good George" 

"for all I know she could had been you" 

Susan turn in a quiet angry or solemn way to George. 

"Hey, you asked" 

"You Know" 

"I know" 

"my father was a man who preached lovin the lord in the daylight while drinking to any who will listen at night" 

"I know" 

"But your problem was and is your ease into women" 

"I know" 

"and you had the audacity to play paddy fingers with me, the night before" 

"I know... it is just something was odd about her" 

"I! have! heard! that! before!" 

"I know" 

"... what time is it?" 

"around 10:30" 

"hmm... go and look about" 

Outside the distillery, George ponder why his head ache, while he wait; he hear rustling in the green, and he approach careful, knife in hand; he come upon a man, quietly, and say: "tssk" 

"Good lord it is hot George, you two would brew in hell, if it was safest" 

"best music around" 

George side another come into the cave distillery.

"A little late Frank but good enough, what have they said" 

"twenty gallons" 

"good, the two of you get the containers and let us prepare" 

Around the late afternoon, Susan, George, plus Frank are in the truck driving to a meeting place; a loud speaker emit from behind them; calm is emit from the trio, while George slow the vehicle. A state trooper exit the following car and walk to the driver side door.

"ahh , three nigs in a can, is this a church event Ms. Randolph" 

"no sir" 

"this look like a transport... but a transpor uh wha": the State Trooper see the large containers; he take off the top to one and smell:"midnight moon is the sweetest moon of all" 

Susan, George, Frank play cool. 

"Well, I can't fault you Ms. Randolph, but I wonder, can I get a can of your water" 

"I apologize sir but this water is already in extreme need" 

"of course, it is I" 

"Ahh!": yell George, after taking his first glance to the State Trooper. Susan try to still George while he hold his head, teeth gritting in pain. 

"I am not finished with you so you will have to wait, now if you want to hurry out here to get a doctor, it will be easier if you... and who is that" 

Frank turn his head and see a woman in pink; the State Trooper walk to the woman; he stop suddenly and the woman in pink walk past him, to the truck. Frank is silent. Susan look behind and see the State Trooper. 

"What is going on!" 

"Susan Randolph, alcohol seller, nurse, in love with George Williams"

Frank look to Susan and Susan unchange; she keep looking to the woman in pink.

"He knows that and do you know I know he doesn't love me" 

"yes, I know what you know" 

"well, what did you do to that redneck" 

"I will let him explain" 

George finally is at ease; sweaty he notice the strange woman in pink. 

"Is this what you did to me?" 

"What is! g'on on George?!" 

George fidge. 

"Tell them George" 

George smirk:"this woman is an alien or extraterrestrial, I met her last night... and she wants me to work for her" 

"Wow! George, I dare repeat what I said earlier" 

"I know" 

"well, wha she wan wid us... you an me Susan" 

"That is up to you George": speak the strange woman in pink.


George is hesitant to speak. 

"So you have chosen"  

Frank or Susan begin to disintegrate.


"Susan! stop! stop! Please!" 

George in fright touch Susan slightly; her body disintegrate faster. Frank try to escape the car and reach to the Woman in Pink; but he, like ashes slowly burning in an ash tray, become a part to the air. George sit in the car in horror.

"Well, what will you do now"

George is unmove; he settle backward in his seat.

"You decided George, how else could they now know" 

In rage, George lunge to the Woman in Pink; she let him hit her and he fracture his hand; he roll over to the truck. George look down the road, remembering.

"I killed him before your friends, his thoughts were quite negative or untrustworthy" 

George start to realize.

"Exactly George, you will be asked about the white man, your friends, people will wonder, some will suspect" 

"I! Will Tell The Truth!"  

"You forget, I can massage your mind" 

The Woman in Pink walk over to the hurt George. 

"Here, take this photo, and consider your options, stay here in the town, or come with me" 

George fling the photo to the side; he begin to feel heat.

"I would advise you pick that photo back, and keep it close" 

George stay still and his skin begin to disintegrate; he run to the photo and the pain stop; after picking it up, he turn and see the Woman in Pink left. George drive his car and the State Trooper car into a unique pond; he walk back home; that evening he drive to the house from Eddie, buy nothing and ponder.


While George is driving back home, a car creep behind his; he is not paying attention and it ram into his; his car is knock off road and he is able to turn the driver side away from the danger; he get out knife in hand and see five white men come out the car; he cognize why, and run into the dark green.

"We will get you nigger!": yell one from the white mob; George hear their motion and hurry unable to see; but he listen to the ground, smell for water; they are still coming. George run and run but the white mob is nearing; he stop when he see another mob ahead.


George, bruisefull, bloody, some bone broke lay in a white male circle.

"You killed my brother nigger!" : and the brother to the state trooper hit George on the head, using the but from his rifle. 

"Well Gentlemen, it is time for justice" 

Howling, yelling many scream through the air while a rope is thrown to the brother to the state trooper. 

"let me check this nigger first": say one from the white mob; he take the money from George pocket and find the Woman in Pink photo, and:"well, well, we got us a girlfriend, what is her name nigger, I will find her and treat her right for you" 

George smirk, and is hit on the head. Most in the mob hear a rustle, and point gun or flashlight toward it.

"What do you want George?" 

"Lil honey, you better consider what I want tonight, what all of us want after a long hunt": say a mobman approaching the Lady in Pink. 

"no, I am still waiting for George to answer": say the Woman in Pink, while a mob man stand immediately in front to her; and he say:"don't worry, I will close your mou Ahh! " 

Flashlight shine on a mob man having one hand; and he yell:"kill this nigger bitch" 

The mob men who try disintegrate aside the one hand mob man; fearful the other mob men try to shoot the Woman in Pink and disintegrate, while the brother to the state trooper recognize the woman in the photo is in front to him; he drop the photo im shock, and look down to George. The Woman in Pink walk toward the last mob man, who is crying on the ground in horror. 

"you loved your brother... and yet, you loved him intimately" 

A realization pause the last mob man and he look angrily toward the Woman in Pink. 

"yet, those loving moments was not like the first, when you were taking a shower, a teenage boy, and he felt how soft you ass felt" 

And, the last mob man disintegrate yelling many obscenity. The Woman in Pink walk over and touch George while an empty car approach; he yell in pain while bone reset, muscle sew, vein clear. George is offer a hand from the Woman in Pink; he do not accept it. 

"you must realize George, you can't stay here" 

"why don't you kill me?" 

"You already know the answer to that, just remember, my time is not being wasted... yes I don't know where the deed is exactly, but I have ideas and I need you to investigate... finally! you can take this car, it has enough gas" 

"to go around the World" 

"when will you comprehend my skill set or at least what you were shown, use this" 

A rectangular portal open up on the road, and George is bewilder to what he see, and say: "I don't know that place" 

"I know, just remember you are there to investigate, not kill, you will know what to do if you listen to your body... my name is best translated to Ethel" 

George get in the car.


George drive through the gateway and come on a sign, early , in english; he sigh; he never see Kumasi before; a road block is before the city. 

"alright boy, come out": say an english soldier. George stay in the vehicle. 

"Didn't you hear me little warrior": the english soldier walk to the door and face George:"I know you spear totters think you earned the right to take care of yourselves but not while I ma at this post, you almost killed a good man" 

Other english soldiers approach. 

"Captain": is yell from a booth. 

"Hold this one here boys while I get that": demand the angry captain.

"yes sir" 

The captain go to the booth, while George wait in the truck. The captain, fluster, leave the booth, very upset and say:"let him through boys": he look very angrily to George; as George meet the barrier, he say:"the commander is expecting you sir, I apologize, an escort is waiting on the other side of the barrier" 

A truck escort George in his vehicle to the commander office; he park the truck and get out. George is greet at the front door to the commander office from the commander himself; they both walk in. 

"let me guess" 

"yes, an alien"

"oh god not" 

"no, I can't read minds like Ethel" 

"thank god" 

"Do you know why you are here?" 

"To find a deed, something in someone Ethel will extract" 

A door knock , a soldier enter:"from the general, commander smith"

"soldier, thanks" 

The soldier leave.


"You already know it is not" 

"I don't comprehend how a planet can be sold but then have a secret clause in it somewhere" 

"....": Commander smith pour two drink and hand one to George:"how old do you think the universe is" 


"how old"  

"I don't know, ancient, forever" 

"What if I told you, know one can know"

"I'll believe you" 

"you are hesitant like she said, maybe that is why... do you know why" 


"do you know the story of the phoenix" 

"yes, a bird that rises from its own ashes" 

"yes, now, imagine a phoenix that rises not only physically from its ashes but temporally" 

"I don't understand" 

"... imagine a human baby, that can be born out it's own goo but when it is born again starts right at the time it did before.. where you born"  

"yes": George smirk sarcastically. 

"right, what if you died now but could be reborn like the phoenix , reborn three times, do you think you would be three times your age now on a fourth rebirth" 

"I guess" 

"that is what makes the universe different... it does not simply remake it's body, it remake time, you follow" 

"ok, so the universe keeps starting at second zero every time it restarts, but what" 

"Ok! now what if, some beings could travel between instances to the universe" 

"well good for them" 

"right, but would they be traveling to a past instance or a future instance" 

"I don't... know" 

"exactly, the people we say did this is the Star Family" 

"So in every universe instance, Earth exist" 

"no... but in relatively many" 

"And a deed is ownership to a world the Star Family visited in an instance" 


"so, how do I find the deed" 

"... look to your right" 

George see his reflection in a mirror:"... what" 

"Ethel could not tell you, you are the deed" 

"But why not!"

"well, cause, what you have to do... you have to appear in the Star Chamber" 

"where is that?" 

"On another world, in another instance" 

"This is getting crazy" 

"This is not the half of it... the Even Guild is a set of machines who feel traveling through the instances need more regulation, and usually they are right, but me, Ethel, and others see they kill life to protect their order" 

"like she did my friends" 

"about that... you can come in now" 

Susan run out a closet and jump into George. 


"oh George, you are a sucker goody good": George embrace Susan strongly, and they kiss.

"where's Frank" 

"cal' down George, I am eating, tha' closet is tight" 

"But I don't comprehend" 

The commander gesture everyone to sit and say:"we are a small group but we have been doing this a while, taking various forms, trying to survive, keeping incognito, it is important you comprehend George, when the Even Guild come they will kill all humans on this planet, to maintain resources for other beings whom they compute earned more resources than yours, but only you can activate the deed in the Star Chamber, and only you will have the ability to get to it" 

"why no army" 

"The Even Guild are arithmetic, they will know if resources are being used and act in equal response" 

"so what do I have to do" 

"first, you have to train and a man will teach you"

"will you take these two back home" 

"shut up George, we want in" 

"but why?" 

Frank put his hand out, George accept:"George, I have people I love, if this is the best way to save them I am in" 

George look to Susan and she say:"how can I say I love you but leave this to you alone" 


George, Susan, Frank enter the truck, and the commander bid them well; a grown man run past the car and throw a molotov toward the commander; it strike him and George stop the car. 

"cmon George, he is not dead, just need a new body, we need to get to Old Kwame's, like he said" 


In an old hut, north from Kumasi George, Susan, or Frank sit facing old Kwame. 

"To get to the Star Chamber, if you want to get there alive past the Even Guild defense you must become more than you are" 

"what do you mean?" 

"you know that the universe rebirths or restarts yes... well, some of these worlds are linked, have been lined for a long time, very long time, I can help you go through them and by doing so, you can gain experiences you will need" 

"and what of us sir"

"I can escort all three of you but... you must comprehend the danger..." 

"wad do you mean" 

"well, Ethel showed you three many things, that you never knew or had access to , but , you may be surprised how varied the universe can be and that is not anything to be ignorant too" 

"do you mean things like war, I served as a nurse in world war two" 

"no I mean, you will go into worlds where your nightmares are common and you may be the greatest enemy" 

George, Susan or Frank look toward each other. Susan say:"you mean we can be surrounded by devils in hell" 


"wait Susan, why Kwame, why... can't you control where we go" 

"remember, never forget George, to mold you, we have to give you lessons, I can see a path but only the universe know where it lead, that is the rule... so what will you do" 

"... I am in, if it can help save Earth or do some good why not" 

Susan or Frank look to each other. Susan put her hand out. Frank look pensive and say:"my daughter... I ne'er thought the journey would be so long, I thought, mak a lil money and come back home... wit you two gone on, I ..." 

"It is alright Frank, you don't owe us anything, go back to Beanie" 

"yeah Frank, at least, no matter what happens, someone will know what happened to us" 

"sir, will you take Frank back home" 

"yes child" 

"... well, I gather you can't help us know what is coming but only that it is on the path to getting to the Star chamber and finding where to place myself" 


George put out his hand and Frank accept. Susan give Frank a kiss. Old Kwame open a side from the tent and an empty black space appear. 

"That is the gateway, of course" 

"Mr. Williams, never forget, between the lights or times is the purest dark, where only the truest life can begin, or travel" 

"I realize I may be an idiot but" 

"no goodie good, let us go, both our lives are only still here, even if this is a trick, even if this is a calamity, even if this is a journey whose end does not exist, never let go my hand and we will be alright" 

"I can see now why Ethel chose you two, I can see now" 

And George side Ethel, hand in hand or shoulder to hand, walk into the deepest dark. Frank lower his head:"will de' ever come bak" 

"I don't know, I don't know if they ever will reach the star chamber" 

"what!": Frank grab old Kwame. 

"don't you see, the Even Guild is not evil, they are logical, they have done well to maintain resources, save lives amongst many worlds, you do not realize how many worlds were saved by them, species being saved, me and my friends simply realize that the price to their balance is a heavy toll" 

"so what about the sale..." 

"The sale is closed, no sale will be made" 

"Did Ethel find the deed anyway" 

Old Kwame smile.


"yes, Susan and George is the balance, even if George one day make it to the Star Chamber, and change the ownership to Earth per the Star Family, their actions to get there is the balance" 

"I will never forget them" 

"that is good Frank": the Woman in Pink appear in the tent; she smile toward old Kwame:"you ready to go back home" 

"okay, wait!" 

"don't worry, you can tell your daughter all you know, I will not massage your mind, if anything, I grant you a little warning... sooner or later, this planet must be shared, to those already on it or those that will need it, and when that time comes, no deed can stop it outside the one, you saw leave into the undescribable": and Ethel open a tent cover to show Joe's place. Frank look to Ethel or old Kwame and gesture farewell.

"wait one minute": and Ethel take out a few gold bar:"you may need this Frank... you may be surprised, or you may now, how much value is in one life, it is truly immeasurable..." 

"thanks": Fran look to the cover where George side Susan left: "be safe my friends": and he leave through the portal.

"well old Kwame, what is the next planet" 


"I know that sector, the Upelux, right?" 

"can't put one past you" 

"it is logical": and Ethel change her appearance: a bulb tip each eyelash, a brightness emit from her skin, a bubble collage varying in size or color refract exist kin to an ever moving scarf about her skin; she open a tent wall and a beach in a cave is visible; she turn slightly before she exit:"let us see if a love exist in this world, again, a love that can be worth more than many of the precious, timeless lives in it": and she exit the tent. 


 A wolf howl, in a dark night. George is unaware to where he is but has more worry to the presence from Susan; he do not see her anywhere; the howling from many wolf surround him and his only thought is to run; he run and run in the dark, the moon seem larger than usual; he run and trip on a branch; he feel no time to do anything but run; dragging himself, he reach a cliff, finally a place expose, where he can see beyond; he hear water below and heavy breathing or near rustling behind; he has no choice and he jump over the cliff; the impact from the water, knock him out.


A bright light shine on George face. 

"wake up sleepy head" 

George do not cognize the voice or the blur he view; he smell water near his nose and take a sip:"where am I" 

"I don't know the name to this world goody good, but it is definitely not our Earth" 

"goody... Susan, is that you" 

"yes, who else, I think you hit your head, I saw you jump into the river" 

"That was you behind, I thought I had lost you" 

"I thought I had lost you too, but no, and I think I know why you were startled so much" 

"oh yeah, why, I will tell you later before tonight" 

George go back to rest. In the afternoon, George is refresh; he see Susan bare and notice he is the same; he look to her:"what have you learned" 

"nothing in particular, outside that this's Earth" 

"Earth, well, at least we went to a similar world" 

"but, the moon here is not like ours, it is bigger, come here" 

George get up, he has no clothing near, and he notice the large moon in the sky:"Wow!..ah" 

Susan touch George chest as he see a bare bunch in front; they are all similar in appearance to him or Susan, but none seem to have clothing. 

"George, this man is called Jonas, he leads this pack" 


Jonas come closer to George:"I know you are strangers to this land, stranger in that I can't notice your scent, but you look like one of us, thus you are one of us, we will need as many paw tonight" 

George look to Susan; he notice her breast seem in arousal, and he ask:"paw" 

"everyone in this world transforms at night" 

"transforms... oh no" 

"oh yes" 

"oh no..." 

George side Susan smile and say together:"werewolves!" 

"We! are not Werewolves!, we! are Wawitubwa!": yell Jonas.

"oh, I apologize Jonas, I will explain it to my husband" 

George is startle from Jonas yelling or the recent Susan accusation:"... husband" 

"jerk, what else am I now but your wife... besides, everyone here is more pack based, come on lets walk to their den, while I tell you a short story... long ago people on this Earth was given the ability to transform into other beings" 

"ok genetic manipulation, maybe a war that caused an ice age" 

"shh , and lived side them in peace, but over time" 

"here we go" 

"let me finish please,  they started to attack each other and chose to live against each other, and so the tribes dwindled, the children of the moon lessened, where many tribes exist today in the unchanging members, this area here is for the paw tribes, the wolves have dominated this area for centuries"  

"let me guess, the wawitubwa are black, werewolves are white" 

"bingo... so every day or night people fight in one form or another" 

"why no clothes?" 

"clothes is a luxury, most of the werewolves utilize them, but most wawitubwa don't" 

"can't sew?" 

"they say they are too busy but the alpha have them" 

"hmmm.... I don't know how long we will be here, and I don't know what rank I will have but... I am getting some clothes" 

"others may try to steal them": say a woman who approach George side Susan while Susan notice George is gaining an erection: "I am Jonas's wife, Ann" 

"Then Ann, I will store them somewhere secret" 

"secrets are not allowed"

"I can see that" 

Ann giggle:"but you will learn these things" 

Ann greet farewell to Susan side George and move toward her husband. A horn, having a huge high pitch shrieking sound, is use, and people start running.

"come on goody good, Jonas told me to follow where the people go here" 

George run side Susan and smirk. 

"really George, grow up, your not a cub anymore" 

"I was never a cub" 

"remember, this place is a step on the path" 

George is silent... suddenly, George feel a little wooziness and stumble on the ground;; he feel a little fur bush is coming out his rear; he start to see black hair, some dusky brown, growing while his hand is getting very puffy; he look to Susan:"oh god!" 

"calm down George": Susan is squatting calmly and George notice her change. 

"An African Wild Dog!" 

"don't make a big deal out of nothing" 

"how the hell can I hear you, you are not speaking" 

"to be fair, i don't know , we can hear the wolves too, it is something that just happens, I think we give off an advanced form of hormones like ants, we sense it and it is received as thought" 


Susan laugh , her wild dog yelp, and roll on her back. 

"very funny" 

Like a small cub learning, George get up slowly, shaking:"stop laughing you" 

"come on you two!": say Ann 

"come on George"

"okay, okay, I got it... damn"

George side Susan run and find the battle. A grey wolf horde and an african wild dog horse are: biting, clawing, mawing on a battle line. 

"Susan, we better stay together" 

"you don't have to tell me twice, let's go" 



 Susan yell in the daylight; in the former night, after the battle, till now, she do the same. 

"It will take time to heal her": say a young woman, fully bare, to George. 

"How much time": George sniff. 

"A week to at least move about on her own"

"...": George move to Susan:"thank you Onaca"; Onaca leave the small cave, and Jonas enter. 

"I am sorry about your mate" 

"no, I am, this is my fault" 

"... where are you two from" 

"around, no where special" 

"that is what she said, but the way you look mean you are one of us, and I know where all of us live, I repeat, where are you from?" 

"listen, if you want to kick us out, just tell me now" 

"... I don't know what you are hiding , but you fought with us, bled with us, if you were an enemy, we would know by now... you can stay , but when she is healed, we will talk again" 

"Hopefully, I will be there": Ann enter the cave.


"Jonas, these people I trust, is that not enough" 

"That is the reason why I have not had them thrown out or stoned to death" 

"Excuse Me!... my wife is ill, please take this outside"  

"here George, some food, a blanket, keep her warm" 

Ann gesture Jonas outside and George look to Susan, still ill after being hurt, in the last battle. Near afternoon, Onaca enter the cave where George side Susan is; she check Susan:"no change but not worse... don't worry, this is day one, she will improve" 

George repeat a sniffling sound.

"Is everything okay" 

"yes, I just smell something odd"

"like what" 

"to be blunt, were" 

Onaca place a hand over George mouth:"shhh... don't tell anyone what you smell, give me a chance to explain, under the moon" 

"I can't be part to any chaos, I can't leave Susan alone or be separated" 

"please trust me" 


Later, after the moonlight shine more than any other in the sky, Ann enter the cave to George side Susan.

"I will take care of her George, they say I have the warmest blood in our tribe" 


"don't be worried, she is safe with me, just take a walk" 

"where, I only left this cave to battle" 

"try the looping tree, a lovely smelling flower patch is there" 

George stretch out his body, and yawn under the moonlight; he raise his nose and see a cloudy sky; he smell a uniquely sweet scent to a distance and assume that is the path to the flower patch, Ann want him to sense; his tail flat, he prance, discerning the night, watching a couple play, a child gnaw a little bone, a fish still alive entertain some sight; eventually, he get to the lovely smelling flower patch and notice honeysuckles; he place his nose into the patch and then roll around in it, very happy, to a whiff to a scent arrive; he get up, his hair notice, and he ponder who is in the deeper green; he walk forward, many twig or leaf brush side his face and then he see, a grey wolf laying next to a member to the Wawitubwa; the grey wolf notice him and turn and say:"Who Are You!"  

George is silent and the grey wolf raise a paw to start an approach. 

"Wait Fidel... it is you, isn't it George": Onaca raise her head:"yes, please come here, please" 

George approach, and reveal himself from a nearby green. 

"let me guess, no one wants this" 

"It is not that simple, I have to explain" 

Fidel edge closer to George, nearly butting, but George is unmove.

"Tell your boyfriend to calm down" 

"Boy Friend! I am her husband" 

"shhh Fidel, we must not forget ourselves ... George you know that this entire land is for the pawed and we are the survivors to a great war amongst the moon people, but what you don't know, for some reason, is that we are dying" 

"what do you mean" 

"fertility, me and Fidel are the youngest on either side, the problem has gone on for years... too few exist to continue on their own, but none have been able to cross breed, something about our makeup does not allow for us to cross breed" 

"have you tired everything" 

"yes!": yell Fidel.

"have you tried as humans" 


"the day form"


"all sorts of mixes, all pawed folk" 


"But I don't comprehend, if this is true, what danger exist in you" 

"for a long while now, moon folk in each tribe secretly worked to find a way" 

"like your mother" 

"yes, and his father... but absent a solution, it is best for us to keep this war path, for sooner or later, we all will die, at least, this way despair will not creep in" 

"... But! I saw a child playing on the way here, it was not a moon child, it was an unchanged, in our moon form we can act as a parent"

"Well, at least now, I know why you did not want me to say you smelled like a werewolf" 


"well I " 

"wait! wait, a legend exist that may help" 

"Onaca don't"  

"what harm can it be" 

"what is it" 

"some say, in a mountain lay the cause to all this... and we are desperate for a solution" 

"I can't leave Susan to such a danger" 

"It is not dangerous" 


"It is alright Fidel, I can tell you when a woman is buttering me up, but why would I leave Susan for such a danger" 

"It is not a danger, it is an unknown" 

"well I will never know if it is a danger" 

George turn to go back to the wawitubwa camp but he sense a unique emptiness ahead; he take one step forward and he feel the gateway in the tent; he turn and feel normal; after a moment he ponder:"a mountain huh" 

"Yes, the glistening mountain, covered in reflective stone" 

"reflective stone?" 

"Yes, it has a mouth that is a cave, go into the cave and past the vine wall" 

"that is all you can say" 

"no one has ever come back" 

"you see stranger, very dangerous" 

"It seems for another reason, I can't leave, what about Susan" 

"me and my mother will take care of her" 

"me and my father will try to promote a standoff, though her father, or my mother are not easy to persuade" 

"alright, what is the path" 

Onaca side Fidel guide George and he head out.


George run most in the first day; he stop more frequently to eat various berry in the second; in the third day, he take a long rest and think:"where is the mountain"; he look up and notice the expansive sky; a few hour later, on a small, hill he stand, trying to see the glistening mountain; he fail and continue onward in a guess but feel an untemporal emptiness; in confusion, no glistening mountain he perceive, he turn and go back; in the green, he look up and notice an uncommon green cloud, and know; he think to himself:"the mountain must be glass or crystal, but where is the base" 

Night come and in paw form confusion arrive into the mind from George; then he realize, the glistening mountain is in the sky.  

"How to get up that high": George think to himself; he see no way to fly or glide, the nearest high peak is very far, a glide will be a stretch; after a few day he admit to self, the risky glide is the only way; in a week sunlight he gather or craft gliding material or a glider; in a week moonlight he wait wondering what Susan is going through; is she alive or safe, he ponder. Glider made, upon the nearest elevated plateau, the sunlight bright, George make a run to the glistening mountain; the dip is massive and he glide straight down into the green. Wee after week, George make a glider and improve his technique. Finally, after two month, George is gliding, elevating in the air; he notice up high, how the glistening mountain reflect the sky, and try not to go on a central cliff. The landing is harsh, abrasive, but George settle on the glistening mountain; he look for a cave entrance using the glider canvas to place about him, to protect from cold or other elements; finally he reach the cave and Onaca or Fidel did not lie, a vine wall is there. George call out and wonder what he may see; after a short wait and no response, he go through the vine wall; he is immediately shock to see moving crystal inside, reflecting light to some purpose; he try to stop one from moving but it is impossible; he walk about the main oval path; the interior path seem to be like a maze map . 

"Hey Hello! don't touch anything": speak a voice.

"and who is this or have I gone insane"

"no not insane, let me display myself" 

Suddenly, an image from light emit to George from the floating or modulating crystal lattice.


"yes, I am Jonas, from the wawitubwa village you left"

"well, you thought I was suspicious, what is this?" 

"This is the monitoring tower, a relic from the moon wars" 

"what does it do" 

"monitors the landscape" 

"you do realize people think it can solve problems" 


"why don't you stop it then, it doesn't help having this lie, does it" 

"no, you're wrong, it does... it gives people hope" 

"so you know about the fertility problem too" 


"...is any clue or hint around" 

"no, nothing...but" 

"oh no" 

"it will require another journey but one you can make" 

"I am not certain about that" 

"I will make sure your wife is ok and tell her your safe, my wife will be happy to know I will accept an extended cease fire, she has asked for it for months now" 

"alright... where is this" 

"on the moon" 

George laugh.

"what is so funny" 

"moon travel... where is flash gordon when you need him"  


"never mind, well, how do I do this" 

"you get in this elevator coming down and go to the top floor, the mountain will rise" 


"a space station will shift its orbit and you will go through the connection and take a shuttle to the moon" 

"and when I am in the moon base, how will I know I found an important thing" 

"communication to me will still be possible" 

"... why didn't you do this?" 

"the tribe is too delicate, to take months off on a search and do this" 

"what about my transformation, will my space suit handle the change" 


"but why is everybody naked then" 

"resources, those suits require energy to make, energy we don't have in high abundance" 

"not for all it seems, but the were...." 

"yes, not for all, even my own" 

"... alright, set me up" 

George, now a wawitubwa sit in the high tower in the glistening mountain; the mountain rise per order from Jonas and the ancient satellite place a cord to connect the high tower to itself. George go through the cord and get into a solar sail in the station, through voice command; he arrive on the moon and see the moon base. 


After hopping on the moon, George is in disappointment, when he see the moon base close; not only is repair a need, but he hear nothing; his fur feel nothing.

"I gather you must be wondering what is going on?" 

George do not reply and wait to hear more from Jonas.

"... I ask you to please search around or wait till, at least day, if no one is up there... then we are doomed" 

George growl and go into the moon base ruin; he notice various place where asteroid broke through and let the vacuum in; his suit allow entry into area that are seal; but when he enter any from them is nothing is inside except air, every computer terminal is broken, every room is uncare. Eventually, the sun appear and George modulate into human, the suit encase him in a spheroid while he change and reform round his human form; he continue his search to anything; in a former farming dome he see a skeleton in a broken suit and stop to inspect it; it hold a controller and the controller activate.

"Jonas, are you there?... Jonas" 

An underground chamber lift to the surface and George go to it.

"Jonas ... I don't know what is going on but a compartment of some type came out the ground, I may get access but if it takes me underground I don't know if we will be able to communicate... hope you get this message... I hope... Susan is safe" 

George go near the former subterranean compartment and it activate. George look around and wait a moment before entering; impatient or foolish or rushing he enter the compartment, and a door close behind him; his suit headcase fold away, leaving his head bare, the air inside the chamber cause it. George feel a lowering in the spacious compartment and a door open; he see a tunnel, that seem long, and go in it; a carry car construct in the chamber and he get inside it. 


At the tunnel end, George arrive to a huge oval dome, uncrack; he can not see the dome quarterpoint or centerpoint cause it is that wide or long, only able to see a sixteenth point; while height is tall enough an eagle, or some predator bird, he see fly immediately under the dome; he see a forest forward but notice some small boulder and wonder if anyone is working inside, trying to make a new dome.

"Hello! Hello!" 

George hear no human response and continue to walk into the green; he then stop; he smell something beautiful, something grand, something sweet, something positive; he run to the smell and arrive to a home, where an apple pie is freshly waiting to be eaten. George , smiling, go near it and take a whiff. A loud dog growl emit from in the home and a large dog jump out on top George; it growl, mouth snarling.

"Easy dog, easy, where is everybody, don't tell me... wait... wait... can you comprehend me" 

The dog calm down.

"yes, that's it , isn't it, you are reverse, you change in the sunlight, okay, I comprehend you, take me to the others" 

The dog growl when George try to lift.

"okay, I comprehend, your a guard, I can wait" 

George lay calmly, or sad he can smell a pie, so near. The sunlight fade and the suit push the dog a distance while George change; but in paw form he notice the dog do not change, and it smell him; George gently paw his curiosity away.

"Hey butler! Butler!" 

Butler call out and two child arrive from behind the house; both naked, one male, one female, running to George side Butler. 

"He's mine, he's mine": say the female child rubbing George incessantly.

"Butler is better anyway, he is tiny, Butler will outrun him" 

George notice the remark and eye Butler, who is enjoying the rubbing from the male child.

"Makeda! Solomon! where are you? show yourselves": a voice say from the green. 

"There you two are": say a woman arriving from the green. 

"mama look, I got me a dog!" 

"Oh really... wait, I never seen this dog type before" 

"please let me keep him" 

George pull away from Makeda and go toward her mother; the athletic woman kneel and rub him:"Makeda, this dog has a suit on... I" 

"George! George!": is emit from the suit. Makeda mother is startle, and collect her thought. George think to Jonas:"hold on" 

"Children let us go see the elder... you can understand me can't you" 

George try to write something.

"Just nod your head three time... you know what I am asking" 

George nod three time.

"ok Butler, don't even think about eating that pie... in fact, you are probably hungry" 

Makeda mother walk over to the pie, use a nearby knife, cut a piece and hand it to George; George gently take it from her hand, and look to Butler, who growl. 

"Stranger, my name is Nep, we will go to the elder now, come children, behave Butler": Nep throw a snack to Butler, who catch it in the air. George think to Jonas:"have you been able to look or listen, and don't emit your voice, only me" 

"yes, George, I see people of the moon and yet they are more people of the sun" 

"yeah, but I didn't see what they turned into" 

"keep investigating, but I have great news" 


"She is better, moving about, and peace is arranged" 

"no more wars" 

"well, not between the wawitubwa, werewolves, Dhole or coyote" 

"dhole or coyote..." 

"to long to explain... but the bad news is still present" 


"yeah... I don't thin any of our people will be here in a hundred years at this rate, but we have an idea" 

"oh yeah" 

"Listen, Susan is coming to you, but I need to know, can this place afford some more folk" 

"I will ask this elder... get back to you after" 

George side Nep, Makeda, or Solomon arrive to a brick home; they enter the open portal. 

"Malcolm! Elder! it is me Nep, I need to see you, I've got the children" 

"I am in the back": say Malcolm. 

"come on everyone": say Nep. 

"keep your eyes higher goodie good" 

"Susan it's you?" 

"of course, you think I will let you be the lap dog to that big butt, big titty, amazon woman, who I might add, is naked!, you got another thing comin, remember, I know you" 

"... I know...Did you see her face though?" 

"yeah, I miss her alot" 

"hold on Susan" 

Malcolm is grabbing various vegetable in his garden; Makeda or Solomon go to help him.

"Thank you children, you can take a tomato each" 

Malcolm smile to Nep and look down:"oh... I see... where are you from" 

George look to Nep and think to Susan:"is Jonas there" 

"yes George" 

"tell him to make you guys audible and answer for me okay" 


"Hello! hello!": say Jonas. 

"yes, I want to know where are you from Stranger": ask Malcolm. 

"I am on earth, but I am not the wawitubwa you are looking at" 

"on earth... wawitubwa"

"I think they are positioned where they never see the earth, Jonas, I have not seen anything but stars since I was in paw form": interject George. 

Jonas speak out:"I don't know what happened to lose connection to the moon base or how you survived but I am happy you have" 

"when I was a boy my elder spoke of a machine that aided us from the tunnel, we never was able to get the tunnel to work but always stood watch" 

"stood watch... oh my god, Susan, they are... help me stone, turn to stone" 

"medusa ... no Gargoyles George" 

"what are you two talking about? what is a gargoyle?": query Jonas. 

"Make audible my thoughts Jonas... Gargoyles are creatures that turn to stone in the sunlight" 

Nep is startle: "actually, stranger, we have to go soon, I hope you will be here" 

"It is alright Nep, nothing to be afraid of" 

The sun arrive and George suit modulate to him while Nep, Malcolm, Makeda or Solomon each turn into a boulder. 

"rest easy friends... we will talk soon, Jonas, what's the plan" 


Over two week later, George side Susan wait in the dome to greet the last moon children who chose to leave Earth, and live on the moon side the sun children.

"Jonas, can you hear me" 

"yes George... I want to say thank you, your gamble paid off, Ann has not stopped knitting for her grandchildren" 

"well, at least people will survive on the moon, maybe the lessons have been learned" 

"I hope so, but , you still have not answered where you two came from" 

George side Susan look toward the party at the green: Onaca, Fidel, Nep, Malcolm, Makeda, Butler, various other children of the sun or moon. Susan say:"we come from Earth, but we have to leave you now" 

No one else see or feel the timeless gateway at the tunnel portal. Nep side Makeda come forward. Susan stand on two leg and hug Nep:"thank you" 

George rub Makeda:"hey... you have more friends now" 

Makeda hug him and cry. 

"look behind me": George put his paw on a box:"I had this made for you" 

Makeda open the box and take out a doll; she grab the doll in likeness to George in paw form and hold it tight.

"come my wife" 

"your wife" 

"why what else" 

George side Susan go to the gateway 


"Hello everyone": say Susan, to a person set: "This is an old Lilitu house, notice the stone work sliding doors, to block out light" 

"did you know you lived her": ask a person.

"A lilitu known as ... Tom Wheelbarrow, but he was known as Pokoa... now this is a little ritual mound to signify respect to his forebears, the eternal moon sign" 

Many people take a photo, and look every where.

"When did he die" 

"Sixteen eighty five of old age... now it will take a few minutes, so get ready your cameras, we are about to go to a Lilitu burial ground" 

...Susan walk to the driver, in the tourist bus:"what do you plan on doing tonight goodie good" 

"me... I will walk over to their homes and see what's up" 

"what's up?" 

"yeah, I know it seem unimportant, but I am worried about them" 

"about the lilitu village" 

"yes, well, you can say that, but even a simple village should be helped , if they need it" 

"... I know we owe them but I don't know how to truly help them" 

"here we are... we can talk later" 

"I am not leaving tonight with you, forget it... ahhh Here! we are people, the Lilitu burial ground, notice the onyx arrangement, each is a head to a pole put in the ground" 

"why is that?" 

"they believe the light should be present to the dead as well as the living, thus the poles have quartz in them reflecting the light from the onyx into the earth" 

"Is Wheelbarrow here" 

"Excellent question, yes he is, right there, the fourth row, second from the road, notice this area is flat, allowing a sunny day for an even light , no one is better or worse in death, originally this area had rocks all over, but some rocks were moved to make the road" 

"How many people are buried here" 

"six thousand four hundred and seventy two... the unique burial style to lilitu, digging in a prior spot and placing the new resident on the old is very uncommon" 

"Did some people accidentally walk on their burial grounds and pee?" 

"Please, I ask you to throw or project nothing to the burial ground, and to ... answer your question, Lilitu always know this, are raised to and would never, some incidents from pilgrims here or on the east coast or other places did desecrate lilitu burial grounds, but it was never the lilitu, and that does not happen anymore"

"Too few of them too" 

Some people in the tour bus snicker, and Susan continue: "In a few minutes we will be ending the bus ride, I hope all of you enjoyed , and please depart calmly and safely" 


In the eating area in the Federal Anuemuli Park George sit quietly side Susan; a small child come near them and sit and say:"did I do good?" 

"of course Ukuwawe, how is your skin feeling in the daylight" 

"fine miss Susan, the cream you gave me is good" 

"We have quite a few more runs kid but after, in the evening we will take you home" 

"I know, everything is ok": and Ukuwawe eat a big dinner. A small bus arrive in the main driveway to the Federal Anuemuli Park; it go from the park to the reservation, or parallel; George, Susan, or Ukuwawe get on the bus; as it drive along, Ukuwawe ask Susan:"tell me another story about that world you went to" 

"Tonight, tonight, I promise, for now, let me get rest, I need some" 

"Here kid" 

"What is this?" 

"Open and see" 

"... a star book, astrology" 

George smile:"astronomy, but it also has planets, nebulas, comets, moons, and other spatial bodies, and... you can derive whatever astrology you want" 

Ukuwawe look through the book intently. George look to the moon; Susan catch him doing it;


The bus stop and Ukuwawe , George, or Susan reach the Lilitu village, the welcoming banner say Mahinkanak. Ukuwawe run home carrying his book, he wave to George side Susan; they go to their home on the visitor side in the village. George rest his baggage in their three room home and prepare to leave. 

"You really are going over to their side for the night" 


"Well, remember, tomorrow is a long day" 

"I know" 

Susan smile and go to the bathroom. 


George, in the native side to the village, see a small Mahinkanak band perform an owl dance, a puehul; he sit and enjoy.


George lay down and wonder, why he has a grand attraction to the Lilitu; near half hour later, he feel a body lay next to him, and it say:"if you're going to be out here all night, I might as well warm you up" 

George smile and grab Susan hand; he speak to the sky:"I don't get it. When we came here, you fell on a rock, hit your head bad, some old Lilitu came, it was so dark I could not tell who and they saved you, doing some ceremony" 

"you still want to find out who" 

"yes... I know I spoke to them all and I know none of them said they knew but something happened and someone did it" 

"Try to rest goodie good, try to rest" 

George tun and embrace Susan; he kiss her on the nose; she kiss him on the neck; they french kiss while massaging each other chest; and they continue to sleep. The following morning. 


 George wipe his face, and again; something is walking on his face; he hear Susan giggling. 

"Ah, I know who this is now": George eyes adjust. 

"Here is an apple, Mrs. Susan told me to give it to you while she clean up, she should be out soon": say Ukuwawe.


Later in the morning, George side Susan walk to Chief Lahulu home; the front door is open.


"I think he is in the back" 

"I hope he is ready" 

Ukuwawe run to the back; Susan or George find him aiding Chief Lahulu. 

"you know today is check up day chief" 

"yes... I know" 

Chief Lahulu get totally bare and lay on the ground. 

"Out here chief?" 

"yes George" 

George start at Chief Lahulu head; he inspect the chief scalp; he check the chief face, eyelid, inner lip, outer lip, gums, earlobes, nasal cavity, neck, chest, armpit,...

"It is amazing stranger... hundreds of years ago the Keokan came and obliterated the people on the east coast, saying they were vampires, forcing some to drink human blood, all awhile making us sick , dirtying the earth, or any trade with them, they made their domination, sea to shining sea, then took our children and made them into these vampire creatures, for entertainment or sport" 

George check Chief Lahulu ribcage, diaphragm, stomach, testicles, scrotum, thighs, knees, calfs, ankles, feet...

"So few of my people survived, then came the equatorial war, their southern brother , twin, went to war against them, Africa, Europe, Asia all were forced in" 

"Turn around chief, please" 

"... The battle of Kingston, I was there, warfare like you will not believe, two great navies... the red , white, and blue, against the green, yellow, and white, we fought ship to ship, making a bridge of ships across the caribbean, I remember, Hopenau, last blood descendant of Pokoa, head shot off right in front of me, blood... damn Hoppy, you have no idea how bloody a late explosive bullet can make a man stranger... so many dead, the commander would send us out at night, like it mattered, the myth that we are blood sucking, night empowered demons remained, even in the brutality of war, I will never forget" 

"chief... please get up" 

"... you one asked me George, about the healers you saw who saved your wife... I didn't even know anyone alive knew those old rituals" 

Susan hand Chief Lahulu his clothing. 

"How do you explain what we experienced then": calmly or quietly George sit next to Chief Lahulu. 

"The moon spirit is the only answer... I must admit, I am still surprised to how you receive it" 

"Me and my wife have seen our share of unique things" 

"Did you take the photos Ukuwawe... good now let the chief see and give them to George" 

"Chief, you think some of the Lilitu would hide such knowledge from you, maybe they are afraid you will not let them do it publicly" 

"So, don't do it publicly anyway... no George, I will be honest, that may be a mystery you never solve" 

"George, we have to go, long day, cmon Ukuwawe" 

"Alaokama Chief" 

"Alaokama lil warrior" 

"Be safe chief, can I come tonight" 

"... you must be careful George, the reservation administrator only accepted you cause you are a stranger, if he sees you as too comfortable, he will remove you" 

"I keep trying to explain to him chief b" 

"Susan... I" 

"George, if you think I like this, your a fool but you can't help from outside" 

George gesture good tiding to Chief Lahulu and exit side Susan or Ukuwawe. 


"Susan I will be outside, you have all the gear?" 

"I am ready George... and then I am not, Uio hurts so bad" 

"Me and Ukuwawe will do other easier folk, give you time ok" 

Susan walk into Uio grandmother home. Uio grandmother sit in the front room, Uio next to her. No word is spoken tween Susan, Uio or Uio grandmother. Uio get up and hear to her room. 

"you must do this or we will be penalized" 

"I know granny but your granddaughter was hurt so badly, these weekly checks are making her..." 

"She is fine stranger, cmon" 

Susan the night before think she can handle another viewing to completely bare Uio, but she want to cry. Uio lay on her bed. Uio tear when Susan inspect one of her breast; both her breast have a skin splitting heal mark where her nipples need to be. Susan continue to Uio: neck with vicious bite marks, a ring brand on an ear lob, her empty left eye socket, her right eye with partial eyelid, her scalp still healing from abrasion by shoes. 

"granny... are you taking the photos" 

Uio cry. Susan still see bruises all about the arms Uio use to defend herself, her left elbow healing unaligned from the prosthetic . The mark where the assailants to Uio shove a nail through her belly button seem sensitive. 

"Has the doctor said this is alright, it don't se" 

"it's fine": coldly mutter Uio. Susan turn to Pepeoh.

"On the next checkup I will make an extra inquiry" 

Susan continue the inspection, and start shaking when she see Uio vagina; it has no labia or scars where the labia need to be, made using hot pokers; her clitoris is shaven into a sharpness; Susan look to her right leg, fully bruise or complete; Susan look to her left leg, fully bruise , only to the knee. Susan look to Pepeoh, and the grandmother, tears flowing down her face, give back a nod. 

"Please turn Uio" 

Susan close her sight after seeing the many heavy or deep scare on Uio back; they spell out:" A moon child burned by the sun", a happy face sign is at the bottom, above Uio buttocks, where she has many linear scare line, cross both cheek, a pencil sign scar is at her center back. Susan turn to Pepeoh; the grandmother gesture completion. 

"Thank you Uio... I know you want me to simply leave... but I have to say again, you are very brave to survive" 

Susan side Pepeoh leave Uio in Uio room; they both sit on a couch in the front room. 

"... have they found any one responsible ... no dna test huh..." 

"you don't know, but I was in my granddaughters situation once, a group of men took me at night, one of them is her grandfather..." 

"But they didn't leave you like her did they?" 

"no, but that s not wh" 

"oh no... no Pepeoh" 

"her stomach damage may mean it has difficulty , but it is true" 

"If you need any help, call anytime" 

Susan leave Pepeoh house, after checking Pepeoh, and puke on the ground; she is so angry, emotion flow out from her in: tears, throw up, sweat; she eventually go to find George or Ukuwawe. 

"Hey kid, what is the brightest illumination in the night sky" 

"umm Jupiter" 

"and why" 

"it's sky" 

"it's atmosphere" 


"yes, ok the baby is done, let me see the photos" 

The mother to the baby step forward:"I remember going through this as a child, I don't remember going through it as a baby, but I know I did... I wonder, will my grandchildren one day, will there children" 

"From my point of view, I hope not, but I recognize every week I do this, that hope is ... rare... ok Ukuwawe, we will wait for Susan to come after Uio, you can wait outside..."  

"If our daughter... was assaulted like her, Ikiham would do something, that would endanger our community" 

"I know you answered before but, did you consider thinking about any spiritual group from the past you may have" 

"no, so few of us even have true knowledge about our past, Ukuwawe has studied more than most" 

"oh... I know it is early for your daughter but here" 

"where did you get this" 

"I made a copy" 

"That is expensive, you shouldn'" 

"The least I can do is this, you think these, inspections, is easy for me or Susan" 

"... I did send a message to a relative in Kamukula, they said they would get back to me" 

"Sorry Opili, I know you like this done before" 

"it's ok" 

"Thanks for sending out the message Opili, if you get anything, please tell" 

George leave Susan alone side Opili to do the inspection; he meed Ukuwawe outside. 

"It is too bad, who wrote the book on Lilitu practices is dead, they could probably help you most" 

"Yes, they probably could , I sent a request to the publisher for any public contact information, but they did not reply or maybe had no information to give" 

"If you found out who did it, what would you do" 

"To be honest, it would clear up why I am here" 

"I thought you want to help chief Lahulu" 

"I do, we do, but that ritual that saved my wife may save the Lilitu" 

"How do" 

"I don't know" 


"Ok Polopu, we have done everybody but you in the village, it is evening, we will be out your hair soon" 

"Did my son behave?" 

"Of course he always does, he is a great help and a god boy" 

"you two know where to sit, while me and Susan go in the back" 

Polopu sde Susan go to Polopu room.

"... you know Ukuwawe, your father would be proud of you" 


"hey, what is wrong?" 

"my mom told me how my dad died" 

"do you want me to know, you wanna talk about it... ok, how did Analkau die" 

"he got killed trying to explode nuclear devices, he was a member of the Kekoal" 

"Why do you fee" 

"Everybody hates the Kekoal... and..." 

"... and..." 

"from what I hear, they hated inspectors... I don't think my father would like me" 

"First, your father would like you, BUT, you are lucky, do you know why... you got to see your father, know his face, be around your mom, who never speaks ill to him... you see, I never knew my parents, I was raised by my grandmother" 

"Like Uio" 

"yeah... my parents were killed because of their beliefs too... sometimes Ukuwawe people see their ancestors and see people who are not as similar, as they'd like, sometimes they are hated or disliked, but you can't turn your back on who they were or your love to them... your father some may say wasted his life and brought trouble to the village , like all the other Kekoal but don't let the results from anyone's life dictate their plan before... your father, wanted to free the Lilitu, to end the inspections, reservations, tourist parks, did he succeed in any of his gals, no, did his loved ones suffer a bloody response from those we wanted to hurt... yes, but his goal was not to cause strife but earn freedom to all Lilitu... come here, one thing about the Kekoal, they never asked anyone to join them , to do what they did... he did, would had , and if alive will accept you, to the others, I can't guarantee everybody will love or like you, but you know some people who do... don't you..." 

"Alright George, time to go" 

"ok, get some sleep Ukuwawe" 

"... kiss... get washed up... Susan, help me make a pie tomorrow" 

"ok Polopu, you mean watch you and chat... the afternoon" 


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*FOR THE MONTH OF APRIL* I will take a hiatus on the Public Paths 2017 for the Fiyah Magazine Submission and other projects. I leave this poll open if you want to vote

This Poll is to determine where the public paths story goes next. The public paths story is at the following blog post


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Happy March Equinox. Mama Earth in less than a moment had an axis tilted the most balanced facing the sun, both pole parallel to the sun.May those in the northern hemisphere, have a great blossoming Spring, may those in the southern hemisphere, have a nourishing autumn.

I walked along, an after midmarch day
and saw a lone Tundeusi, dangled
if I stated the path, you would know fall or spring
and that, infered, question, is the main thing
I asked
are you, my fellow Tundeusi, in a blooming or withering
It black sheen was preoccupied
between the ground or the sky scene
I listen, to the green whispers
ground do tell me when to wither
all alone, or surrounded by kin folk
sky, please tell me, when to bloom
all alone or surrounded by kin folk
or maybe , you two 
can talk through me
a plant only need, one push
to learn a thing
it can be from wind or rumbling
...I admit
...I admit I am scared
from what happened yesterday
a son whose mother 
my mother knew in yesterdays
blocked the sun and made me curl in
but the blood in my roots, I never want again
my forebears, told  me
how many landed on Normandy, or Hong Kong, or from Elmina
the best cyclist in Carioca or the funniest, from Central Park
but I am scared, none from that knowledge
compare to the feeling when red blood is bare
do I wither or do I bloom, I need to know
to fear dormir or fear native
...and I waited, and waited
to hear from ground or sky
the Tundeusi was not alone, I needed the same why
and after some time, no answer came
but the lone Tundeusi shifted side, to allow a little one light
and then I knew it is not spring or fall, that I need to know
if stand alone or only kin to know
it is only to grow from the unknown, or grow the next possibly opportune
both is best or larger, than this poem 

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Be Safe

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I find myself, sitting
where I sat, or where I beared
a land red, from the blood to it native kin
the first, in a long stained
that, cover me or all aside
in a great lie
not goodness or badness, fiscal profit or communal sharing
the lie, in where I find myself 
or from where, I find myself sitting... is peace
A peace far beyond or above any myth
join me and try to imagine it
... if a people cross an ocean, and see a new home
and treat the other in it as owner, only purposing to share
Imagine, if a people who cross an ocean
accept nothing made, if a trickster profit from the earth
to a retail
Did you imagine... fully or feebly? 
... I find myself sitting
in a place born from near global pain
not human, while not all human suffer in the place
only another child to truth
or history mother, a thing that nurture us in innocent youth
a time we may not know while we are unable to outgrow, from our humanity
the maker to every red ocean, tiding over life
whose evaporation block out all rainbow
allowing cruel imagery alone, to peer out from a soul
the question, sequent
no, not why where I sat, did not changed
yes, why where I sit, will not change? 
...do not answer hope
the hope to lay in peace, is no other
from the hope to take another home
each is a wish, to what is not
made in each human, in any moment
do not answer knowledge
the knowledge to build a public home , is no other
from the knowledge to explode another home
each is a ruleset, to a task
made in each human, in any moment
do not answer sin
the sin to hanging a pregnant woman, one do not know, is no other
from stabbing another who take one lone food
each is a desire, a death can solely reach
made in each human, in any moment
... do you have the answer
to why, where I find myself sitting, will not change
it is, humanity, a thing I can not escape
while another human being live
until then, a peace far beyond or above any myth
where the quantity from hope, knowledge, or sin
can not be known to reach
Now, what do you do? 
continue in the lie, or die, to eventually make one peaceful life
if you know me, and you probably do not
you know, or will know, I will not guide
I question you, and deny your simple surmise
in my goal, to wipe something off me, or you
your lie

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I know what you may think
I know what you read
around my electric fire
this critique, or that
the sun is close now
yes, even if snow is all round
and the tale I will tell
is not real woes, I vow
I begin, at a shore
like one, you may had saw, before
where a woman, smirk to sea
knowing the closer to magic
fear engine doubt, over we , or thee
suddenly! blast to shore, a thing aquic
...taller compare to mountains
shape like a femme being
in the distance, various fins
on her finger, an uncommon ring
many men, stop their normal fuss
fleeing in fear,or stand in lust
they yell to any, come side us
The Smirker, does as she must
... she proclaim her wish in width
the sea spirit state, it is free
carry to a place from myth
the Smirker depart, at the roots from the aerial tree
... the Smirker get out an apple
not luscious red, yellow, or green
not diamond, gold or material folk grapple
merely, the oldest apple, you ever seen
while no foul smelling caulk
or bright insect, is a presenter
place on a root born balk
the baby, is now side mother
an opening in the tree untorn
most will fear forward, although
the Smirker task is unworn
forward! to get her lil bro
the dark path, is not fun
slipping up hill, to so long, is ill
but, a visible coffee sun
guide her to top and still
... at the world, in the tree
chaos is round all land
only a few neon orchids, emit qi
the Vulimeno, make the sand 
... the Smirker is full wit
from a wise roho hidden, buuuu... 
a sudden shock, she hope not sent
when on a wall, she see the men
... is her brother, all from rot
toiling in chaos, forget all when...
guide by her wise spirit, to not even hum
through debris she evade, the shadowteeth fall 
... under a clearing, she hear many drum
the clangings shake! her wee wall
but, to end her brother as one fee
she look, and look... and look till she see
a withered thing! she find in pee
she act, a quiet living key
where is the Vulimeno, making sin
no questions, just run, sing freedom! sing
no luck, this is a hateful den
the walls sing to the Vulimeno, dammit ding! 
... the Smirker or bro run all hasteful
shadows all round, teeth bare, bloody, hateful
question, where is freedom, though close to it
lil bro tumble, plus roho, tearing hard bit
... in the highest sky, a man is unsettle
where is his sister, to the tree he peddle
opening finished, he shed many tear
can he do what he must, not succumb to fear 
... he get up, and touch the tree
can his sister, wait, what will she be
... on the roots, in the sky
he whistle, to a risaloni by
to call the sea lady, to help him down
after, to find a fruit, uniquely brown
... and I , dear reader, fail in vow
...woe was expressed, in the former now 
but the tale is truly to a new shore
so, you may forgive, what I lore
the question... is simple, do you want more 

from Richard Murray

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A White House Carol 


Richard Murray 


In the morning and afternoon, in Christmas eve, in the year two thousand and seventeen: tweets, blogs, news anchors, or other modern media personnel utter out variances to President Trump; the year, is near complete, when the President try to climb above: rigid governing party line, violent tribalism, backstabbing factions, or other negative partitioning structures throughout humanity; but he fail in making positive partitioning structures, while ever increasing problems generate from the early or hopeful deals; now, dedicate to making a deal that will win all, he is in his bad alone; demand from his doctor can not be ignore; he stay awake while the moon peer in his temporary home and eventually he fall into sleep, and the clock strike ten. ...  


Trump feel a pinch on his left foot, and shuffle; easy to incense, he notice a light figure and look to call the secret service.  


"Why do you modern presidents always to that 


Trump expect to hear a voice through the phone; none arrive after many button are press, and he calm his nerves; his eye set to the light figure, and he notice a human visage; he cry out to his guard. 


"I have all night, which is as long as you want it 


"Don't hurt me 


"You have already hurt yourself... but I am here to guide you 


Trump collect his thoughts and say: "who are you? 


"Monroe... James Monroe 


Trump think for moments 


"You had us align chronologically in the hall, sequentially I am between Madison and Quincy Adams 


Trump still ponder 


"That does not matter, do you have an idea to why I am here 


"Not at all, really... I really don't 


"I am here to warn you 


"Warn me about what?! 


The eyelids from the light figure close and it grimace extremely  


"It is amazing how the living is free from the pain absent time while treasuring a handful from moments in their life 


Trump is in disconnect or confuse. Monroe turn round and set his back to Trump. Trump jump out from his bed to the door, witnessing creatures eat the entire backside from James Monroe.  


"Do not fear them Trump, but heed their warning! 


"And what is that... Monroe 


"The harshness that your eventuality can bring 


"Listen, I don't understand, I really do not comprehend 


"Of Course you do not, none of us did... 


Monroe turn to the window and a loud shriek come into the room.  


"What was that! 


"That was Jackson 


"Andrew Jackson, I don't believe it, he was a great president 


"Great... yes, he was great, but you confuse great to good, you see his deals, domination, expansions, and you see power, prestige, but side that was cruelty, treachery, sinful pride, a hardness that never bent... and so he bends now... look! 


Trump go onto his bed and hide under sheets 


"You can not hide from the truth 


Trump, encase in covers, is raise above the bed; he cry out: "what are you doing?! 


"Nothing... you still do not see 


The cover about Trump is peel away and a thing, pull his arms out, while in the air; and, pull his eyelids back; he shrieks seeing Andrew Jackson bent like a taco being burn or frozen in various places.  


"Do you see now Trump... 


Monroe point to another place and Trump is place there. In terror Trump say: "Who is that! 


"It is John Tyler... do you recall him 


Trump turn away and say:"no 


"He made a choice to betray those whom he was supposed to stand by, instead he tried to appease those that did not like him and in that imbalance, as you can see, many people were tore apart from those that was part to who they were, now he has to continually tear at his body, bands from one side to the other 


Trump squeeze his eyes shut after hearing Tyler cry louder; the spirit tear at itself, left hand to right torso or right hand to left torso, tearing roughly while skin fall or blood spill. Trump is set down. 


"Am I in hell?"   


"Calm yourself, you are alive and getting a chance to make your passed time better, you are not in hell 


"But I don't get this at all... did my predecessor have a night like this 




"Why didn't he say something? 


"Would you had listened or had any respect to the man 


Trump look down  


"Of course now, besides you don't see the cause to this 


"What is the cause! 


"The presidency itself, the position like all powerful chairs binds whomever sit in it. Some chairs let you dream the lies you made or keep you isolated side your biggest failure... this chair torments you using your errors 


Monroe approach Trump and offer, the mortal, a comfort or pat on the back. Trump jitter nervously.  


"Don't you see, none of us can manipulate you, only guide you hoping you will see what you have to do and I see you will have a long night... to that end you will be visited tonight by three ghosts: purpose, community, truth and it is time for me to go 


"But wait Monroe, if you always do this, why not come earlier 


"I do not always do this 


"But why come here then, you are not my ancestor... why not Washington 


"It is simple, you are most like me... like you, I wanted to bring Columbia back to what I thought was a greater time... I did not see, how many were hurt from cruel people I empowered through my plan to bring everyone together. I learned that uniting all peoples can not occur on one people's terms or ... or... you get these creatures knowing at all I don't see including my own reverse... if any of us match a new president, the chair choose us to warn you on Christmas Eve 


Monroe suddenly yell and scream; the creatures are bigger on her back while, a thing, lift him to beyond the window, about his peer.  


Trump go to the window and in horror see Abraham Lincoln; the father to the Republican party melting away from a blob like thing emanating form his skull; he notice Monroe is set face up while the creatures attach to a void; he call out to Monroe, but the pain overtook the spirit.  


Trump step back and notice the thing whose own skin is trying to suffocate it is Thomas Jefferson; he only notice through a moment to normal as the skin grow back and peel off into the mouth from Jefferson.  


Trump turn and jump into bed. 


"Mad spirit... bah humbug, that is the stupidest thing ever, I will find out who did this and they will pay 


The light dim and return to the state before, while the: howls, yells, or screams fade.  


"I need a drink... some nice egg nog"   


And Trump put on his slippers and prepare to travel the hallway; he open the door and people are sitting all about on a lawn. Trump rush to go back into the room and close the door.  


"Donald Trump!": announce a booming voice; again, it speak the same.  


Trump run to his bed, slippers on, and hide under the cover; after moments, he hear a voice say: "you can not evade me, my purpose is clear" ; and some grab the covers and pull them off him.  


Trump sense bright light and know his room is not present; he say: "please don't hurt me 


The voice gently say: "Monroe told you the truth and you can not stop this so the harder you make my situation, the longer and more painful it will be for you 


Trump open his eyelids and see the lawn where people sit, surround his bed; he ask worryfull: "who are you? 


A voice from a person standing behind a podium in a distance speak:"come here and you will learn 


Trump walk between two long columns in a narrow isle, not a seat empty, every face look to him; a little fatigue he try to see, looking to the horizon, where any row end; but none seem to end.  


"Come on Trump... you can make it, you walked far less than this 


Trump reach the podium and the man put out his hand.  


"Welcome Trump, I am William Henry Harrison, your ghost of Christmas purpose 


"I don't recall your presidency 


"Yes, most do not know of it. I caused my death in a place like this 




"Well, yes, through natural forces... they were the bullet, the gun was my love to speaking 


"I am a pretty good motivator 


"... well, remember that essay in the New York Times 


"Listen, I spoke the truth 


"Ha ha ha... yes, you spoke as you saw fit, the most truthful intention... but not the truth in the scenario 


"Ok listen, I am a pretty smart guy, where is my past, where is that woman that I mistreated... who I grew up with 


"Ha... yes, you still do not see. This is not Dicken's fable. this is real. you were given a choice already, a choice in every moment in your life, but you failed to choose positively to yourself side others, usually only to yourself 


"I don't have to listen to this, this is ridiculous 


Trump try to walk away but is unable to.  


"You were told, the chair has decided 


"Well can I just talk to the chair then, and forego talking to you or your two friend 


"No but I will help you, as talking is my skill too... this chair started when Opechanacanough 




"An old native leader... on his death bed cursed whoever led the English colonist 


"But what does that have to do with the U.S.A. 


"Patience, please do not interrupt like that... led the English colonist to suffer the pain from all their failure as he id in his life, to his own, that English colony, Virginia, would be led from George Washington who would be the first president to the U.S.A. 


"So because of Virginia, the U.S.A. has to suffer? 


"No because of those european... White colonists, presidents will suffer long after they think they can not 


"That guy was a fool, should had used his magic to win a victory 


"Magic, mathematics, science... all mean knowledge, how often has humanity used the knowledge it is modernly eager to acquire to positive use... not vain, individualistic goals that hurt others 


"You do what you gotta do 


"Yes a saying that seem very purposeful yet lack mentioning the sacrifice to undo what others did before 


"You have said your case, is that it 


"No you have some more guest 


"If they are like you, this should be a cakewalk 


"Why do you say that? 


"You are just standing in front of this immense crowd, not great cause no one is talking, but a great crowd 


"You do not see, my talking caused my death, got pneumonia, lasted for a few weeks, from my own memory 


"So the chair is unfair to punish you 


"No, when you accept a chair like this, the time spent is irrelevant, and my punishment is my mouth, every time I talk another person is added, the columns or rows grow, I am surrounded by all the possibilities my pride or vanity did not allow 


"These people are not people you know 


"No, they are people my lack of purpose did not make happen. And that is my point to you Trump. Be purposeful, vain advertisements do nothing except lead to a quicker death 


A person in the front row get up. Trump shuffle frightingly. Harrison say: "remember" as he side Trump are surround from the former sitters; they brush past Trump but the first one nearest Harrison hit the ghost in the face; and the mob assault Harrison through: rips, pulls, hits, bites, kicks; they each hit any part to the body they can access while Harrison wail. Trump see people at the horizon in every angle, riotous; he step back in fear to the refrigerator in the kitchen; it take moments for him to cognize his position; he open the refrigerator door, hurrying, and lift liquor to his lips.  


A door open and Trump cry out: "please leave me be 


"Sir": say a secret service agent. 


"Oh... I apologize Jim... Listen, can you walk me back to my room 


"Of course Mr. President... is everything all right"  


"Yes... lets walk... how is your family 


"They are fine sir, we will enjoy tomorrow, got a good surprise for the kids"  


"Good, good... well listen, come with me into my room 


"Sir, step back, give me a moment"  


The secret service agent communicate to others as Trump stand in the hall way; Trump watch him go into the room; Trump notice a secret service man in front to him, suddenly.  


"It is okay sir": say a secret service agent behind Trump, startling him.  


The door to Trump room open and Jim usher the President in.  


"Do you want me to stay in the room sir"  


"Yes Jim 


Trump go into his bed, and relax, certain no spirit will make itself known, now that a guard is present; he slowly rest or relax; before he can nod off he hear a tap; he try to ignore his fear and hear more taps. Trump open his eyelids and see a man he cognize tapping Jim.  


"Herbert Hoover 


"Yes, I am glad you know me 


"You were a winner and it is nice knowing you are similar to me 


"Not in personal terms Trump. I was an engineer, a fiscal operator who never went bankrupt on fiscal maturity. Did you ever think to learn architecture, or engineering a building construction? 


Trump is frustrate: "then what do we have in common 


"We both believe... had faith in business, in individuality overcoming collective woes, especially in this country, we are both businessmen 


"We are both right 


"This is not about right or wrong Trump, it is a curse, and we both do not or at least I never saw the truth. Fiscal prosperity, growth benefited us both personally, made life seem like a win if only government get out of the way, as in your bankruptcy, I did not see how greater fiscal allowance never gained the collective value but only disempowered the fiscally poor more 


"That stance on prohibition was a bad call 


"Yes, but one I made, cause like you, I talked community only in spirit, not in function and in trying to favor government responsibility in the cultural aspects I neglected many who never had the means to fly or allowed by their fellows to do so... efficiency... efficiency to the enabled is blocked by the successful inefficient 


"So your my ghost to Christmas community 




Jim suddenly fall and break into pieces.  


"It is alright, your friend is safe, just a scare tactic, but it is not for you 


Trump is in a puzzlement while Hoover bend over and slowly progress to the floor. 


"Are you still here Trump?! 


"Yes... oh god, oh god your blind 


"I can not see you any more, or feel your skin... as you may guess my pain is to hurt form what I can not stop, hinder, or prepare to 


Trump watch Hoover crawl on the broken pieces, that is Jim, blood dripping and yet unable to cry out or feel the shards position. Trump turn away from the horror, kneeling to pray or bed or wail. Thunder sound, wind howls all about Trump; he rise from a kneeling position on the white house lawn; a man appear before him; and he say:"you are not death or the ghost of Christmas future 


"No, I am your ghost of Christmas truth 


"And what is your pain? 


"Simple to see truth, totally throughout my soul, unable to discard or hide it 


"Well what do you want to talk about, certainly not my essays or finance"   


"As you have guessed, your campaign 


"What happened is in the past, aren't you here to give me a chance to be better, if I can't escape the curse, why do this 


"You still do not see... like you I did not see truth. I saw signs the rules from my past or in my present were cracking, and I lied to myself about what needed to be done. In the end my actions to maintain order or justice led to alot of pain 


"Well, can I go now 


"I hope you see, your post mortem pain is inescapable, but if you lessen it, you may make the wait easier 


"The wait, to what! 


"To the destruction of the chair, which can only happen when Opechanacanough's curse is satisfied"   


"But from all the talk I heard tonight from you lame spirits, no deal is possible 


"Your wrong... we may get lucky and a truly positive or great leader may arrive or..."  


"Or what 


"Or the U.S.A.  falls, absent a community to govern the chair is nothing 


"Well, that will not happen in my lifetime! 


"The truth is, I do not know but I saw quite a few presidents before you and... you give me hope 


A complete lightness totally surround Trump or the spirit. Trump ponder, looking round.  


"This is energy from the chair 


"I thought evil was black 


"You know already, evil come in all colors... and I leave you to what you wanted an audience too 


"Wait! I get to go home yes... I really got work to do 


"You must stay 


The spirit begin to fade. 


"Who are you?! 


"You can call me Pierce... never forget, acting against the truth will lead to fire, unconsumable fire to the chair 


The spirit, name Pierce, merge into the lightness. 


Trump feel hear as the lightness approach; his hand burn as it get closer and he scream and scream and scream... and wake while the sun beam on his face. Trump sit up silent or disquiet; he wonder to his guest and is startle when his Christmas day breakfast come in.  


Later, in the morning, Kelly Anne Conway is about to start the morning tweet plan when she is halt from President Trump; and he say: "It is time to speak to the press about my new plan"; she ask:"What is the basics?"; and he reply... 


 The Beginning


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The Nyotenda is a story I wrote ,as a script, free to fans or others  who may be interested; it was based on a dare perhaps you can figure out what the dare was after reading my prose; it involve a woman who played a video game as a child to adulthood; after she succeed in the videogame in a way, she gain the attention to people from outer space who want to use her skills; she is successfully trained, and achieve a great feat becoming The Nyotenda.
I cognize the universal comprehension from graphic imagery to a global audience that has no common tongue. Sequentially, I added the complete Nyotenda Comic alongside the story in the ebook. Enjoy.  


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My second story collection, Looking West and West, is a collection of 18 stories followed by 18 poems; in the work, 18 story is to the most lifefull in their heart fore 18 poem to those mature in body or will; it is the second in my story collection series, the first being Sunset Children Stories. In Sunset Children Stories two part exist: fables and tales.

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Title:Harlem - June to November 2015

I am a child to Earth
living side my peer, in a concentration
in a night, I see...
not from the Sun, many moon, shining
... many voice yell in the sky
no horn or four horseman ride
remind, a faint glimpse to a god
kicking a free moon by
know why, not I

Out from the quiet Harlem
Where the trees recall yesterday
South from the modern
Where the lights shine away... from the old song in the street
Is a raccoon family
Waiting for sapiens to segregate
Tis a wait insane
Waiting for: fish fry, jass, or roof... parties
Them can not survive: mixing, security, or real estate
But a darkling notice the scene
He provide a path in the shade
Just to a few from Harlem past... to find the Black Bath

Walking outside, I ponder, where is wisdom,
when the Sun can not wake me to see it,
what can be seen from apartment 2B?
concrete sequoia, surround every pane,
even the baby thrush, needing parental sustenance,
can't be known, and...
we all ask, where with all is hope?...
can I know in 9C?
can enlightenment be, where no butterfly roam,
even if I live or write every poem?...
may I live near 2B... only down the hall,
where you live in 4U, and maybe you can see or know,
if you own, a pane or more from hope...
will it sing, to my craft, as I walk...
apartmentless, in the public dark

The Trees or the Churches, are all that will stand
Where is the tree that remember the land
Does a church know where, the skulls from the first, was planted
The collages from modern mancraft is disorganized, most ignorant
I heard from one collagent
... The Pigeon who climbed a whole hill
do not forget a sky
never needing, to walk to one again
... do not forget an earth
while sleeping to fly
truly fly... to a rose beyond any sky
do not forget a time
when two sunflower , grow at first glance
for one grow a short... distance
yet, the shades them can not see prove:sky, earth, or time in chiaroscurhyme
and!...this dummy still stand!
pondering a turncoat dove ponderance
I am comforted in knowing their finiteness
though, I know a clear sadness
for the collages everborn
pretelling I will never know
where stand the skulls, or the land

What if a green speak to you one day
do you think, it will speak to Giants colored grey
or multicolor dirt from an annual day
I say they are not signs... from the urban green
not like those southern trees who know the bloodiest luxiery
A salvadoran Rose, through my mind, once spoke to me
We look at each other through a lens that is the moon
after in the afternoon, a bluejay hope to find
hopping up the fire escape to the top floor, why?!
a rainforest on the third, or higher than Everest on the roof
or maybe a query from the terrace fleur
How do you find a place beyond time, is it galaxy wide, or smaller than an eye?
Does a green, the Moon, or an avian know where it hide

In a deep autumn night
I think, what deep thought
from those once cargo
or more than likely, threw off
did they saw life as hope, or a wrought
did they trusted in nature, used her time
as I have
born in summer, a plethora from light...
this fall beginning
I was unwised, lived on the obvious prismal abuse
suddenly pondering, why I suddenly dream to you
you are not in a thought yesterday
think yesterday has nothing from you?
now nearest to the future
what will winter be, these questions
do you feel the sunlight when i do
do you feel the rain
are you surround between the night stars
do you block their speak
... or the mirror to chaotic reality...
silent fantasy

from Richard Murray 2015

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