Saturday morning, September 15, 2012, 7:30 AM:
Bob got up well ahead of me and had a chance to write this email before I got up. Fortunately, he has an update as to how things stand now:

The remaining wolf-pup is grown now, and greets Bob when he goes "there".

The remaining wolf-pup is grown now, and greets Bob when he goes “there”.

I had a fairly eventful night. Woke, or returned around 4:30am. The Wolf tribe survived because they were warned by one of their hunting parties in time to abandon their settlement and they took most of their stored foods. I sat in a council meeting with people I had not seen before to discuss strategy. The elders want to essentially do nothing. Wait and live in fear in hopes the yahoos (invaders) won’t return. I said, “That is nuts”.  I had a bit more credibility because I coincidentally arrived at their encampment not just with Nuttah but with son-o-Tëme striding beside me! I wasn’t even aware of him until everyone started exclaiming.

I advised attack on our terms and our territory. Fight in conditions that will negate the weaponry superiority [of the invaders]. They were not really amenable to looking for trouble, even though they already have it. They lost their settlement, they are living in the woods in makeshift huts, they are always on the look out. They are heading into winter living little better than wild game. I know they are far outnumbered, but they have the ability to defeat these yahoos if they properly plan.  I can help with that. I guess reading all the books on the strategies of Alexander might help in a weird way. I also believe I know who the yahoo leader is from descriptions of some of the eye witnesses. It is my “buddy”.

When I got up a little later, Bob and I sat outside having coffee after I read his dream email. I asked Bob how he is received there, he had to remind me that he is not “Bob” there; he is someone else. He’s not sure who, but he has some credibility. The part about the Evil One being the head honcho of the attacking marauders did not in the least surprise me. It kind of explains the whole summer’s interaction with this evil inter-dimensional being wreaking havoc in Bob’s life. Perhaps the Evil One thinks somehow that Bob can have some influence on the events. How? Just more to worry about.

Something needs to be figured out, and I’m not sure, besides the internet and a lot of timely research, how to do it. Obviously, I barely have time to keep up with the blog. There is a connection here with the Mound People, the Central Americans, and the Lenape. It is ancient history, yet it appears to have happened. Or it “is” happening. I feel I really need to delve into what this connection was (is).  I have tried to look into that a bit, and just using search engines and the internet, I don’t seem to get very far. I wonder if there are existing Lenape today that know anything about it. There is, somewhere near here, an Indian History Museum. I wonder if a trip there would be revealing?


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