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Autumn Leaves

volume 3 number 6

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Transitional Technology

by Oliver Loveday

In the sound of the common rose the conscience-ness of the mass.
She sang sacredly from the wedding party.
The waves of music crossed the square and entered my heart.
As I watched, she looked around and centered in on me.
Singing her soft, sad ballad to me.
Spinning my head into this trance.
Her magic, the air.
Birds. Rows upon rows of aimless birds.
I feel them brush against my body.
I am naked in the silent desert.
The birds' rhythm causes my body to perspire and ache, tingling with anxiety.
I rise up and start walking toward the distant village.
As I approach the first alleyways, the birds fly to the roof tops and become doves.
My body returns to normal.
I am hungry.
I enter a café, forgetting my nakedness.
The barmaid comes to take my order.
She was the lady at the square.
Singing her songs. She begins to sing.
I float up to the top of the room and out a secret windowpane.
In the blackness above the Earth, a large spirit light-form approaches.
I ask it, "Am I dead?"
It answers, "No, but you have been sent to be trained to be a speaker for all
The spirit forms that need a voice in the world you live in."
I awaken to find my father sitting beside me, asleep.
I say, "Father."
He awakens with a start, then says, "Son, we thought that you had left us."
I say, "No, but now I can speak for the Spirits of the Universe."
He smiled and said, "Good! We need that voice, for we have been without one
For quite some time now."
He gave me a drink of water, then asked if I would like to take a walk.
As we walked along the path toward the Elder neighbor, he asked
If I knew what day it was.
I didn't know.
He said I had been asleep for four days.
We stopped at the Elder's door.
Father called out and our neighbor asked us to come in.
He asked us to sit down, and then he passed his Pipe around.
We spoke a little.
When I got up to leave, I noticed that the Elder was glowing unlike anyone I had ever
Seen before.
Outside, the stars were so bright they lit up the entire countryside.
As I looked around with my eye, my father said, "Son, you will help the People
To live for a long time. Peace rests in your heart.
Let us rest.
The night entered my body.
I visited the light above the Earth until the glow of dawn arose in the east.
A-ho!

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