--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "seventhray27" <steve.sundur@...> wrote: > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, laughinggull108 <no_reply@> > wrote: > snip > > As seeker Xeno's eyes begin to flutter open, seekers Share's and > Steve's begin to close as the heavy and intoxicatingly sweet fragrance > of lilac, along with the natural lullaby of the clear-flowing river, > gently lulls them to sleep...not to mention the velvety cushion of soft > green moss against which both are languidly reclined. (Happy now, > Steve???) > > > Birds. I want birds. Songbirds. The scene needs these to be > complete. The lullaby of the river is good, but let's work in some song > birds, and maybe a croaking frog.
And the magic word is? Doesn't matter, I live only to please: http://youtu.be/L_hFw_cWg9U http://youtu.be/MsROL4Kf8QY http://youtu.be/ees3PE7yNOg > > When he is once more able to focus, seeker Xeno's eyes fall on the > vast assortment of objects that LJB has so artfully and tastefully > arranged on the downturned tailgate of the pick-up truck. In the shadows > under the wooden camper shell can be seen various beat up cardboard > boxes in a state of disarray with their contents spilling out across the > bed of the truck. > > > > "Could I interest you seeker Xeno in various rare and sacred objects > guaranteed to begin the cleansing and purifying process to the extent > that His Worshipfulness will deign to bestow a brief moment of His > coveted attention upon your sorry ass...uh, I mean unrealized small 's' > self?" croons LJB in his best Og Mandino impression. > > > > In a somewhat croaky yet quiet whisper so that seekers Share and Share > can't hear, seeker Xeno asks "May I please buy four cups of water to > assuage my rabid thirst?" > > > > "Certainly," smiles LJB as he walks a mere two feet away and dips an > empty quart bottle in the clear-flowing river and hands it to seeker > Xeno. "That will be $10 please." > > > > "Now wait just a darn minute, O Laughing One" protests seeker Xeno, > who obviously came out of meditation a little too quickly. "Earlier you > said water was $2 a cup so by my calculation four cups would only be > $8." > > > > "Yes, dear seeker Xeno, that is true," croons LJB in his most soothing > voice. "But four cups is equal to a quart of water, and the price of a > quart of water is $10. If you're running low on funds, I conveniently > accept credit or debit cards for a very modest 5% surcharge over and > above my very fair purchase prices." > > > > Slightly confused because he came out of meditation a little too > quickly, and his rabid thirst getting the better of him, seeker Xeno > hands over his gold Amex card to which LJB smiles gleefully as soon as > he turns to go ring up the charge. "Why don't I just hold on to this > until all our purchases are complete, hmmm?" he asks, to which seeker > Xeno, in a daze and staring at a group of people further down the > clear-flowing river dipping out cool water by the gallon, mutters, "Huh? > Whatever." > > > > Suddenly, and with utter finality, the veil lifts, and with a clarity > of understanding experienced previously only for the very briefest of > moments, no longer a seeker Xeno proclaims, "O Laughing One, I am now > the one who is laughing because the water is, and has always been, > free." > > > > A momentary look of fear and panic clouds LJB's face as he realizes no > longer a seeker Xeno has discovered the truth, but quickly turns to > disappointment as he realizes he has just lost his best customer in > weeks. "What has been sought has been found. You have no need for these > earthly objects nor the attention or presence of my Master Raviji, so go > from here and find your own self-proclaimed door lackeys." > > > > As Xeno is seen disappearing into the setting sun whistling > "Zip-a-Dee-Doo-Dah" further down the river, seekers Share and Steve can > be seen stumbling towards the clearing in which sits the beat up > saffron-colored Ford Ranger mini-pickup truck. As the scene slowly fades > to black, seeker Share can be heard excitedly saying, "Oh look Stevie at > all these wonderful things. I must have one of these and, and three of > those and, and...Stevie, would you be a dear and buy us another quart of > water...and what are those things in that box back there..." as LJB's > face turns from sadness and disappointment to absolute and utter joy, > and he croons, "Right this way, seeker Share, right this way. Have I got > something special just for you..." > > > > > > [to be continued for a substantial yet very modest fee] > > >