Friday, August 2, 2013

Lake Three Colors

The Lost City
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1. Talk- Coldplay

“By three methods we may learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest.” 

- Confucius

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I. The Path
Somewhere in the steam of dense foliage the snake unfurled with a languid body like the trunk of a tree.
"What the-" exclaimed Astira, reaching for her laser pistol. The Dragonfly took notice and they watched the massive creature slowly slide across the narrow path cutting through the jungle.
"Is python?" asked Astira.
"Yes" said the Dragonfly, calmly watching the last of the python slip back into the dark shadows.
Astira put away her laser pistol & wiped the perspiration from her brow.
"You know M, Lost City only few kilometers up path. Whatever evil force taking over galaxy- that one will not find us here in little lost corner."
"Yes, at least for now- at least for now." repeated the Dragonfly.

II. The Lost City

The lake of blue sky deepened into a violet hue stained by the pink veil of a hidden sun. Astira turned from the dark curtains of green mountain and walked over to the Dragon- seated by a square pool, lit up in reflected splendor. The Dragonfly stood nearby, hovering in the calm twilight air.

The Dragon spoke-

"The future of our galaxy is now in peril- even the laws of psychohistory break down in the face of this cult- this cult of mind control now sweeping our galaxy. This abnormal mass psychosis changes everything- the people that are insane do not even know they are insane."
"Dragon" said Astira,
"There might be one lone survivor in Second Foundation- in European theatre."
And Astira looked 
eagerly into the eyes of the Dragon, but saw only the skepticism of the experienced.

"Dragon- believe me- I know I reach way too far into unknown, but I sense this one different- I can intuitive feel it."
And Astira felt her eyes pleading to the Dragon to believe her, to trust her intuition.
But the Dragon lived upon a high mountain of life experience, and remained meditative in his Zen.


Later that night, Astira looked up at the twinkling stars of the Lost City- and she fell asleep, watching them all rain from the sky.

Lake 3 Colors

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