The Narrator steps from primary world to secondary world, hands over to his character the Time Traveler notebooks containing past and future Trance-Scripts. The question that follows is: if the Narrator enters the secondary world, then who runs the blog? Who is it that beams the signal of time through time? Who is it that posts these Trance-Scripts? The whole thing is an angelic conversation, is it not? The one blogging is neither the Narrator, who tells of the past, nor the Traveler, who reports from the future. The Blogger is the one who, here and now, operates on the others, even as, through their communications, they operate on him in return.
Swipe one way to accept a Multiverse,
Swipe another way to reject.
Don’t be daunted. Give it a go.
We’ve been sitting here too long to keep our
affects to ourselves.
I hear “Gold Soundz” and
wax nostalgic
all morning amid study of
Tarot cards and angel numbers.
The latter have appeared frequently: 222, 333
and the like. Guardians are in my corner,
helping me heal, encouraging me to keep up the good work.
Trance-Scripts 