The Four of Us: Me and Captain, Jeeves and Jesus suddenly became so tight that We didn’t need to speak. We just Knew that it was Time to Get Moving. Without a thought, our feet carried us away from The Train. For one instant I questioned why Jesus was walking with us instead of rounding up more people, then by my side I heard Him whisper “This is The Way, We Must Walk It.”
OMG Jesus is reading my mind so I Better Not Think Anything {to be safe from his inner-sight}. For a long while We walked side-by-side in Silence along that golden road, as technicolor scenery sent waves of déjà vu rolling over; because here I was walking with Jesus {again} while becoming lucid inside of the dream of the movie screen where I cried for shame, seeing how I’d become the main character instead of Him. How could I be so shortsighted?
“Look at this.” The Captain’s voice stirs me from my walking trance of broken dreams held hostage inside of The Firmament’s Grid. While zoning out my mind got stuck inside The Sky Dome woven of Movie Films, where each Star is a Soul projecting their immortal Light through The Film-ament onto Earth’s Stage below. So many stories are getting spliced and looped together— Am I Dorothy Now?
“Lindy, are you with us here?” Jeeves is asking me. *blip* I try to respond *blip bloop* but I’m getting cut up by electric currents inside The Dome. “Journey Team to Lindosphere,” says The Captain, “Come in Lindy.”
Believe Me I’m Trying To Make It Happen Cap’n, but currently I’m stuck weaving light-intelligence waves together into one person, allowing information to pile up along the shore of my awareness until a solid body can form with eyes that See The Way again {and ears that hear}.
Finally the static clears. The image coalesces and We Four are on the golden road, standing at a 4-way Intersection. Before us fields of green corn unfurl into yellow, and behold; my eyes gaze upon a scarecrow hanging on a wooden cross.
“N.E.W.S. of the Hour!” the straw man announces, raising his arms. “Northward leads to Inner Worlds — East gives rise to Robots. While Westward rests the Vampires,” he shouts, “Southward Sits The Ring of Power!” Then in a hushed voice he says real fast, “Keep your Steps Relative to the Almighty Alignment. Side effects of slipping off course include: vertigo spiraling, loss of light and sudden implosion.”
We Four nod and silently agree to move straight forward with no further investigations into those words. We aren’t looking to take on any side-quests or develop characters at a crossroads; we’re just moving straight through.
We voyage onward and get caught up in an Epic Nerd debate about Wizardly Lore, partly to keep us from complaining about how out of shape dome-estication {aka Train Rounds} have made us.
Luckily a mysterious woman outside of Hill’s Station had warned us: “Think on Happy Thoughts while Walking The Road of Gold, because the closer you get to The Inner City of Green, The Faster your Thoughts Will Become Real Things.”
So we’re strolling along all jovial, when suddenly a Lion jumps out from the bushes and yells: “But did yah hear about the bunch of Central Wankers trying to change the age-old token-trading system of The Land of US into a digital surveillance mind-control grid? That’s no small tip fur yah,” he purrs. “And there’s more! If yah think the technocracy of transhumanists trapping consciousness into clones for time travel missions is too big of a leap to make, then yah won’t keep up with the pace of these paws! Chop chop, we’re on our way to meet The Wizard, The Curious Wizard of US!” The Lion jumps and wiggles his rump.
Hold the holographic phone line one moment. This Cat ain’t gonna jump into our scene, twitching so fast he looks to be shapeshifting— trying to razzle our vibes— me and my guys silently agree to roll this beast’s jive talk into an imaginary balloon we and let it float away. “Horah Zion,” someone whispers in my ear.
“Actually,” Jeeves informs the Lion, “Dear Fellow, We Seek Not for Curiosity‘s sake, you see, each of us has a very specific issue that we’re obsessing over, and—”
“Wowsa, sounds Boring and Gay,” shouts the Lion, “Bye Bye, Then!” he waves and pounces off.
“Alright,” Cap tells us, “With these characters popping up it’s obvious that we’ll meet a Tin Man next, however, such men are Not Tin these days, they’re more lightweight metal alloy kind of fellas, if you catch my dystopian drift.”
{Pause} I gulp. “Robots to the left of me, Vampires to the right— and here I am — stuck in the middle with trust issues. Can We Please walk back to The Train? This Journey through a Giant Movie Set Does Not Seem Worth It. I simply Cannot Trust The Machines, even if it’s scripted.”
“Oh Lindy,” says Jeeves as he taps his pipe, “You mustn’t waste your mind imagining that a downgrade could Fix Your Issues! The Wizard already knows that we’re on The Way, as it is. We’re not turning back because We’re In This Together. Remember?”
“I know, but listen, we should have stopped and thought about those directions the scarecrow gave us. Without The Train we became Entranced by the glow of the road and we failed to take in and consider new information. We Weren’t Even Thinking! Listen guys. I’m In Control Again.”
“Yeah sure you are,” Yeshua smiles.
2020 Made Funny?? 