431/ part 3

431/ part 3

fiction
Edward w Pritchard

Read 431/ parts 1, 2 and 3 together

May 06, 2015 early morning:


One of my jailers took the extreme step of writing a note to myself the prisoner on the Wall of my prison cell with a magic marker after reading my post 431/ part 2.

I have been allowed access to the Mountains temporarily to mine for Emeralds. Hunter green, opaque suggesting brittleness to the touch an emerald is the birthstone for May, and is a symbol for rebirth good fortune and youth. The availability of high quality emeralds is limited consequently treatment to improve clarity are performed regularly.

My hands tremble with the thought of holding a multifaceted emerald if only for a moment and in my mind I smell the caves where the obscure mineral is mined.

Back, back in time to the emerald city I journey to look behind the curtains where the Wizards turns the dials on the smoke and mirrors. Straining to remember I squint to improve clarity in a Hunter Green World.

First though before I post about the emerald mining I must for my Doctors post my weekly psychological report, they worry so if I get too silent:

Sub Atomic particles are not benevolent to humans anymore

this is the six hundredth post, light a candle for all to see

fiction
edward w pritchard

Sub Atomic particles are not benevolent to humans anymore. Who would have thought it could happen. Natural Laws which seemed dependable and which we thought we could always ignore as we scurried forth about our earthbound activities began to change last lunar month.

A lunar day takes a month you know. I noticed  a few weeks ago, earth weeks; weeks and minutes are a convention on earth you know; I noticed a few earth weeks ago that the moon was rotating twice as fast as before. After that I began to notice that at a sub atomic level many elements were acting strangely, strangely at the miniature invisible subatomic level. First I told Dr. Reynolds of course, but I am not sure he was listening closely by then. The last fifteen minutes of our session he is always frantic to get his notes and charts done. He told me once otherwise he has to do paperwork at home. 

Since that first day I noticed the moon spinning faster I have been noting the changes in the invisible electronic sub atomic charges of several elements, such as Molybdenum and Boron.  I try not to worry about this but I feel I should let someone know. It seems important. The moon spinning twice as fast might affect the tides which might affect our moods. I am not sure what are the implications.
end

Also I always post something to show I am doing just fine:

Basic Chemistry lesson-Salt, NaCl -seeing an old friend

fiction
edward w pritchard

Seeing an old friend it's hard to get a read, with Chlorine wearing the very dark sunglasses, like a poker player. She also wears a cowboy hat. Physiognomy unreadable. Chlorine, Cl, now a deadly gas.

Sodium now explosive if mixed with water and in general toxic to humans, if they get close; sodium, Na, now solitary resists bonding.

No longer salt, Na goes west, Cl drifts east, both toxic, no longer palatable. Ionization dissolved, Chloride changes name back to Chlorine.

end

excuse the patient for being personal here but this is a psychological report: for my jailers

Gone but not forgotten, sadly silent

fiction
edward w pritchard

Your memories shadow, vaporously appears to me at night,
as essence of past removals.

You refusing to stay gone, I reach out in sleep from behind my eyes, with the will to touch that preceded arms and hands.

When momentary, dreaming,  I capture your lost essence, its gone but not forgotten, sadly silent,
solidly material, far removed from my hands and arms.

She's not there

fiction
edward w pritchard

She's not there
it happened but it's not real any more
the observer is removed from the landscape
and a guard has been added to keep us away
it exists but not to you
look away, time has moved forward
tarry not, remember not
she's not there

move on, time is gone


time my sentinel

fiction
edward w pritchard

Time my sentinel dissolve
and I'll  walk back over your broken fractured bones
to before
before when this wasn't here
and before which would then never change
without time walking his post
back and forth towards now's future