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©The Final Speciation

-A Denouement-

By BR Chitwood

 

All humans, all animals, all still life in the verdant valleys, deserts, unrippled water below, look skyward in awe and wonder of new climactic wonders. New lovers, old lovers, would-be lovers, lovers to be or not to be, and those many beasts of prey, tangled plants of unknown qualities and quantities, they all hear the whispering sound in the air like a soft mesmerizing musical coda of a thousand hypnotic violins and the near-inaudible notes of a misty, magical piano.

In its fast and vast-spreading movement, visible as an image of some spectacular musical composition that floats by and covers all the great expanse of sky, the notes all a golden shade, each note quakes in its own turn  an ordered  totality of its mauve composition. This you will see and hear:

Those who have yearned will know…

The epochal wonders of all the years…

The scenes and signs that have come to you for all these millions of years…

Those who are weary…

Those who cry in the night…

Those who hunger and thirst…

Those who do not wish to be…

Those who seek love but do not know its meaning…

Those of all persuasions, all will be as it is to be…

Listen to the music of ages…

The final Epoch Comes…

*

The tablet of stone was found on a mantle in the home of an aged Ascetic, a man who, from reports of only two people found by  authorities were able to find who knew him, said no words were ever exchanged with the frail and pallid man with a long white beard white hair, deeply-wrinkled skin, and short, thin stature. When two people on a neighborhood walk tried to talk to him, the Ascetic simply walked down a side-yard of his modest house and disappeared. He was never seen again – by anyone…until his death.

The Ascetic’s picture was taken in death, distributed throughout the Metro area of Los Angeles, but given special coverage on local television for the attention of people within a large quadrant of Santa Monica, Pacific Palisades, and Malibu, and would spread eastward and nationally. The home of the Ascetic was in Venice, next door to Santa Monica. Why the ‘spread eastward and nationally?

Shortly after the picture and article about the Ascetic and his death flowed through News wires, his body disappeared. Yes, disappeared…never found…to this day, never found.

Now, more fuel was put to the already very hot story. Suspicions, assertions, all kinds of speculation were to appear in the news. It became a media blitz. The County Coroners were shamefully, mercilessly, and too vigorously investigated, received some nasty innuendos laced with vitriol. The two people who, once, actually saw  the Ascetic  alive were found and doggedly hounded until lawsuits were filed

There was the normal volume of weirdo-replies that jammed up editorial offices in the greater Los Angeles area, both TV and newspapers, but only one cryptic and mysterious reply caught the Media’s and Public’s desire to know more about this Ascetic’s life and death, in fact, a reply with only four words… Bronson Caves – Griffith Park.

That one reply would cause a stampede of sorts. Bronson Caves after all carried an awesome ‘neon-flashing’ alias: Batman’s Cave.

Lest excitement builds in intensity, the Batman’s Cave was not where George Clooney, Val Kilmer, Michael Keating, and Christian Bale ‘Batman’ movies were shot.

The Batman TV Series in the 1960’s starring Adam West and Burt Ward were filmed with footage in Bronson Caves.

With a few deft strokes of a journalist’s pen, magical scenarios begin to appear in many newspaper editions: ‘what if the  Ascetic was somewhere in Batman’s Cave?’

In their ‘What Iffing’, some in the media ranks thought a ‘Jesus-Link’ was needed and created a ‘cave’ to entice readership and cause an alarming ‘nay’ and ‘pro’ rush to conclusions that had no merit.

Sorry, that’s all the time I have today…

*

Okay, interesting story line, but where’s the beef?

Where’s the Ascetic?

Is he, or, HE, in Batman’s Cave?

Was the Ascetic and Jesus just playing around? Wanting our attention?

How does a man, an ‘Ascetic’ live in the crazy community of Venice, California, and nobody knows him, or, HIM?

*

Okay, Okay, I’ve got the message.

Now, I could tell you this little post is part of my next book that will have all the answers you might be craving, but…

The hesitation comes from my having a new Driver’s License and Passport picture taken… Sweet Jesus, tell me that it is not me in those pictures.

The best I can do is explain it this way:

When a ‘Pantser’ writes, the reader must be patient… It will all be explained…

If I’m not around for the explanation, look upward and listen to the music.

BR Chitwood – Feb. 22, 2020

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16 comments on “The Final Speciation

  1. eden baylee says:

    You are never boring, Billy Ray. Another intriguing post, and are you telling me to be patient? 😉 xox
    eden

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    1. That’s what I tell Julie Anne, and, she just yawns! Next life, I’ll get it right… 🙂 xox

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      1. eden baylee says:

        You’re a doll, Billy Ray. xox

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      2. BackAtCha! 🙂 xox

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  2. Sounds like it will be exciting, Billy Ray.

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    1. Wonder if I can bring a ‘bum-bottle’ with me!!!

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      1. Okay. What’s a “bum-bottle?”

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      2. You’ve led a sheltered life, John… ‘Bum Bottles’ are the small half-pint, full-pint of whiskey one will see a bum drinking from in an alleyway or street corner… Bums in dirty clothes, smelly, beg on the streets of our cities and towns, and, when they get enough money, they go to a liquor store and buy what their meager money gifts can purchase – usually a small bottle of hooch! ‘Hooch’ is another name for Booze – booze is another name for whiskey (generally, the Willets Bourbon! The devil made me say that!). As you know, I always try to confound you with more information than you wanted…
        Now, there is a possibility that ‘bum bottlr’ has gone out of fashion and/or was used in my old environments… Okay, okay, I’ll stop…

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      3. I like it. We used to call it a flask. Anyway good information.

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      4. Well, sure, dignity dictates we ‘selected species’ carry a ‘Flask’… The unfortunate ‘bums’ for whatever their reasons (alcoholics, perhaps!) had to bum money from passersby to get their next drink, or, ‘bum bottle’… Now, it took a while before that ‘dignity’ came my way (some would argue
        ‘it’s’ still not here!) so as I could carry my ‘Flask’… Chickens are roosting, good John… A very goodnight to you. 🙂 ♥♥♥

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      5. Thank you, Billy Ray.

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  3. Interesting, Billy Ray. You can tell a story, man.

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    1. Thanks, Tim…depends on the muse! (Whatever, Whomever, that might be!) ♥♥♥

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  4. D.L. Finn, Author says:

    Going to be a good one!

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    1. You’re my ‘special lady’ – Thanks, dear Denise… If it does turn out to be a book! Have a great week! ♥♥♥

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