I believe there is always time to appreciate good literature. Whether it is on a screen or a page. A well told story will always be in style. And a good Author will always be remembered.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Exploring new worlds...#fridayflash
Exploring new worlds...#fridayflash
Update 09022010- Planet Inter findings;
This is a brief report on our findings on Planet Inter. After spending 6 months in the targeted excavation areas. We have been able to uncover written records and materials from the planet's population's first few thousand years. But only a few scattered written records after that period.
While there is an indication that the people on this planet survived for an additional 2 to 3 thousand years, there do not seem to be any type of recorded records of these last centuries. This has caused us to speculate that some vast calamity must have occurred around 02020 their time. Dr. Redos has speculated that some vast communal disease must have occurred to the population of the planet. He is not sure if the disease affected the neurological or muscular systems of the populous. What is certain is it caused the populous as a whole to decline to the point of effecting the abilities to record a written message. Dr. Redos stated while it is possible that they might have been able to communicate by the use of a signal system, the finer motor skills were no longer functional.
The target areas seem to be where the population was brought together to try to contain the contamination. Some of these camps seem to have held millions of inhabitants. We have found bits of plastic, metal and glass objects in every habitat in these camps. This fact has lead us to believe the devices may have used for a type of treatment or try to sustain the life of the victims.
Since no written records have been found for this time period in these locations, we can not find a cause for the contamination, or what treatments where being tried.
The teams are taking extreme precautions in the effort to make sure no contamination is picked up from these sites.
We are planning to send search teams out to the countryside surrounding these camps starting tomorrow.
They sound be reporting back to us within the month. Updates will be sent and the information comes available.
Commander S. Vaio
Planet Inter Discover Team
Update 09022011 – Planet Inter findings;
The search teams have returned from their first excursion to the countryside. They were able to find additional information regarding what may have happened to the planet's population.
The teams brought back written records that post date the last ones found in the camps. Our researchers are currently analyzing them and will be forwarding their report to you soon.
Ms. Appeal, the head of the search teams said they found the records in remote quadrants of the countryside. Perhaps these people were nomads trying to hide from the plague that griped the camps. The wittings refer to these areas being free on the contamination located in the camps.
We hope to froward a report from the researchers soon.
Commander S. Vaio
Planet Inter Discover Team
Update 09022012- Planet Inter findings:
The researchers been able to interpret some of the records found by Ms. Appeal's teams.
We have learned that apparently the camps were know as cities. Quite a few of the writings make note of the inhabitants being glad they did not have to live in the cities. This seems to support the theories that these people were avoiding the contamination of the cities.
The writings make note of the possibility that there were a group of viruses that made up contamination in the camps or cities. The records make reference of not have the viruses that they called HDTV and DSL in these areas. These viruses were apparently spread by the means of something called the internet. The records also speculated on how long it would be before these areas would contain the viruses as well.
Dr. Redos has yet to find out whether the viruses were neurological or muscular. But the records indicate the viruses could cause a 'hard drive failure that caused a catastrophic lose of information'. That would seem to point to more of a neurological condition, but it is not conclusive. He is hopping to uncover additional information from further excavations.
Dr. Mac has included in this report the requested image of the devices found in the habitats of the cities.
Commander S. Vaio
Planet Inter Discover Team
We found these devices in all sizes. Some small enough to be hand-held for traveling.
©2010 Pamela Jo
Thursday, September 2, 2010
I died once...
I died once. I was just a few months old. My mother and I were staying at her parents home, when I became sick. I stopped breathing and turned blue. They say I swallowed my tongue. Though I don't know how I could have done that. My eyes rolled up into my head and I went limp.
My grandfather was an ex-marine and he took charge. He swept me up into his arms and carried me outside away from the women. No one knows exactly what he did. But he brought me back to this world.
When we came back in. I was soaking wet and screaming at the top of my lungs. My mother and grandmother said it was the sweetest sound they had ever heard.
When asked what happened all my grandfather would say is he pulled my tongue out of my throat and threw a bucket of cold water on me to shock my system. I don't know if he told them everything. He always tried to protect us from the ugly parts of this world.
They say when you die and come back, you bring something of the other side back with you. I couldn't tell you if that were true. I was too young to know what was normal and what was not. It was all normal for me.
As I grew I started to realize I could tell when things were going to happen, like when it was going to rain. I would smell and feel the rain coming, even on a bright sunny day. My friends and I would be playing when I would announce we need to head back to the house before it started to rain. They would laugh and point out there was not a cloud in the sky. It is coming within the hour, I would say. And it did. The weatherman was right 60 percent of the time, I was right 100 percent. I didn't know why I could feel the rain on a clear day or not feel it on a cloudy day. I just could.
I also had knack of getting along with all kinds of animals. Even the dangerous dog that was tied up by the shortcut home. No one could get near him. I could. I would look him in the eyes and talk to him. He would listen. I would pet him and tell him to let my friends pass. He would lick my hand and step out of the way. Some people have said it was because I showed no fear that he allowed me near. Maybe so, or maybe he understood me. You would have to ask him.
He wasn't the only one. A friend and I went to one of her friend's house. She had a cat who would not go near anyone by her owner, not even the girl she had lived with for the first 8 weeks of her life. While we were all sitting at the table, the cat creeped into the room, jumped up in my lap, licked my hand and went to sleep. The owner was amazed. Dogs in a frenzy would stop and listen to me, when they would ignore their owners. Animals in the woods would come close and sit by me. I don't know why, they just would.
As I grew older I noticed other things. I could tell when someone was upset by their voice over the phone. But I have been told others can do this too. That it is because on the tension in the voice. Maybe it is.
After a while I didn't need to hear them to know if something was wrong. All I had to do was think of them. I knew what someone was doing and thinking. I didn't even know myself how I did this. It would just pop into my head when I thought about them. I would call them and find out they were thinking about me.
I could tell the sex of the unborn child of a friend. I was more accurate than a sonogram, but only with people I knew. I could not walk up to a stranger and feel the child's sex. At least not yet.
I never knew this was unusual. I thought everyone could do these things if they tried. To me this came naturally. Maybe it was because my great grandfather was one of the most powerful Medicine Man of all the Cherokee tribes.
But I didn't know this. You knew, but you never let on. You didn't want me to feel different from everyone else. But I was different.
Yes I died once, but I came back.
©2010 Pamela Jo
My grandfather was an ex-marine and he took charge. He swept me up into his arms and carried me outside away from the women. No one knows exactly what he did. But he brought me back to this world.
When we came back in. I was soaking wet and screaming at the top of my lungs. My mother and grandmother said it was the sweetest sound they had ever heard.
When asked what happened all my grandfather would say is he pulled my tongue out of my throat and threw a bucket of cold water on me to shock my system. I don't know if he told them everything. He always tried to protect us from the ugly parts of this world.
They say when you die and come back, you bring something of the other side back with you. I couldn't tell you if that were true. I was too young to know what was normal and what was not. It was all normal for me.
As I grew I started to realize I could tell when things were going to happen, like when it was going to rain. I would smell and feel the rain coming, even on a bright sunny day. My friends and I would be playing when I would announce we need to head back to the house before it started to rain. They would laugh and point out there was not a cloud in the sky. It is coming within the hour, I would say. And it did. The weatherman was right 60 percent of the time, I was right 100 percent. I didn't know why I could feel the rain on a clear day or not feel it on a cloudy day. I just could.
I also had knack of getting along with all kinds of animals. Even the dangerous dog that was tied up by the shortcut home. No one could get near him. I could. I would look him in the eyes and talk to him. He would listen. I would pet him and tell him to let my friends pass. He would lick my hand and step out of the way. Some people have said it was because I showed no fear that he allowed me near. Maybe so, or maybe he understood me. You would have to ask him.
He wasn't the only one. A friend and I went to one of her friend's house. She had a cat who would not go near anyone by her owner, not even the girl she had lived with for the first 8 weeks of her life. While we were all sitting at the table, the cat creeped into the room, jumped up in my lap, licked my hand and went to sleep. The owner was amazed. Dogs in a frenzy would stop and listen to me, when they would ignore their owners. Animals in the woods would come close and sit by me. I don't know why, they just would.
As I grew older I noticed other things. I could tell when someone was upset by their voice over the phone. But I have been told others can do this too. That it is because on the tension in the voice. Maybe it is.
After a while I didn't need to hear them to know if something was wrong. All I had to do was think of them. I knew what someone was doing and thinking. I didn't even know myself how I did this. It would just pop into my head when I thought about them. I would call them and find out they were thinking about me.
I could tell the sex of the unborn child of a friend. I was more accurate than a sonogram, but only with people I knew. I could not walk up to a stranger and feel the child's sex. At least not yet.
I never knew this was unusual. I thought everyone could do these things if they tried. To me this came naturally. Maybe it was because my great grandfather was one of the most powerful Medicine Man of all the Cherokee tribes.
From Cherokee Museum |
Yes I died once, but I came back.
©2010 Pamela Jo
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