5500 Years From Home

Wednesday October 7, 2009
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5500 Years From Home

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In addition to the 250 plus Lyrical Pieces that I have written and received Copyright Protection from the Library Of Congress - I have, also, written a Novel (copyrighted but not Published) entitled 5500 Years From Home. I am currently working on a 2nd Book entitled The Island that I am about 1/2 the way towards completion, .. but have suspended at this time.

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I have decided to, occasionally, post excerpts from

5500 Years From Home in this Blog space.
Today, we peruse the 1st page of Chapter 16 – Page 131.

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Enjoy !

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5500 YEARS FROM HOME

chapter Sixteen … page 131

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Ocean City

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As the orb ascended into it’s navigational transport jaunt aimed at 2008 with but just one final stepping stone remaining, the EOB explained to Thom that their next layover and last one prior to Thom’s homecoming would be somewhere towards the equidistant medial span of past and future. And that with it being the last one that Thom would have to endur, it would require a all-inclusive day or two interlude for retooling the cosmognal empyreans. Also, the Orb had an unelevated measure of alkali chloride that would require replenishment. Beneficially, in the form of misty molecules.

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Thom took this to represent a two day intermission around 1987-’88 in a humid region near a body of salt water. So be it.

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The craft was, now, operating in the manner for which it was designed. Once 2008 was realized, the EOB would traverse the remaining 5500 years in an astrological deciduous heartbeat. So, both men were serene and peacefully overjoyed. So much so that torpidity engulfed them both. Both relaxed in lethargic repose.

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The Orb was hastened by an absolute time transition. There was no parallel dimension crossed. There was no need for backtracking in order to fit in with all the history of the future. Everything was ornate.
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As the Orb zeroed in on a capable position to station itself, a construction site at a nearby resort town was pre chosen. The reasoning behind such a destination was decidedly appropriate. It would, not only, allow Thom to come and go over the 36 hour lair, it would present the now healthy EOB a chance to view a laid back vacationland of his past descendants with altimetry and privacy. The spot was the 5th floor penthouse of a partially built Hotel on the Atlantic Ocean. The Independence Day weekend break for the construction workers provided both men with the extravagant Beachfront view and bounteous amenities befitting timeless royalty.

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… Both relaxed in lethargic repose. ..

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LARRY..CURTIS..SPURLOCK

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