Advance: I am not asking anyone to believe in ghosts, goblins or spirits, but I will tell you, I believe in them"the spirits that is, and in the ghosts, or ghouls; not so much the goblins though. When I first arrived on Easter Island, it was bad weather, it was night, and nothing went right. They knew I was coming (the spirits; and I knew they knew). And they were restless. In my small motel room, a banshee was knocking on my door, screaming and hollering to get in (it scared my wife, as the lamp busted, and the phone went dead). Shortly after that, the water was shut off, and the electricity went off. I talked to the owner, and she had to put my wife and me in another room, but it continued. Again the owner said, it was never quite like this before"but I knew what it was, call it second sight, or whatever, the old spirits indwelling in the stone status do not like folks that may cause them a disturbance; or think they may, this was not the first nor the last experience I had in this forbidden area. For some reason, they like things left at a laze fare statues; especially if they are the category. A dreary night it was, and thus, I made my peace with them, and the spirits, scrupulously, and carefully made their peace with me, and life went on, in both worlds; and from my notes, here is the morning after...: Morning in the Village
[Easter Island] The gray light of dawn crept in, Over and upon the village"!
Somewhere in the village, I heard The cock crow!...
From the east, the coming of day Was emerging, slowly"
Night had passed.... My face felt a red bolt of dawn From the sea"had leaped upon it.
In my dreams, I had absorbed: All that had been",
And all that was to be. #774 7/26/05 [Notes from 2/2003] |
