Event #122: Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Curious, this morning, I tried to hear the hum, especially in the bathroom, and nothing. The best I can describe it is as almost a sort of energy field. Like standing under high-tension power lines, the type that can light up a florescent tube without being connected to anything. A power source, an energy. Perhaps it means she is in the room. The other idea that came to my head (can’t really explain why) was that perhaps the tribe was having some kind of ceremony at that moment, and the energy/power being created by that was being transmitted to “our time”. Who knows. It’s not there now. When I went up to bed, “she”, her character, was moved from the lamp-base where I had put her back to where Bob’s and my characters are: right between us. That was the only discernable change.


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