Ann: The Cosmic Mind Reader

52 Stories in 52 Weeks: 2007 ## 11 Ann: The Cosmic Mind Reader

By: Mr. George Patnoe Jr.'s Ambidextrous Writing Brain - Mind

The telephone rang! And without a slight hesitation, Ann picked up the phone. Always a risky business, unless you are a mind reader; but even then, still a tricky business. Ann, being a mind reader, felt the plastic phone handset as a doctor would handle a tool of his own trade. Ann’s telephone was a very unique looking phone, because she had glued various pictures on it, from various levels of cosmic symbolism. There were a few pictures of galaxies; those seemingly small glowing rounded and oval shapes that we think we see as a whole because we are lucky enough to see a beautiful picture of them, but in reality, we only see a slight side of a whole galaxy. Just as we think we hear the mind of the caller through the phone, but in reality, we hear only the voice and words of the caller (s), unless of course, you are a certain kind of mind reader, a real mind reader.

Ann had also glued pictures of certain angels and cherubs on the phone and the phone handset because she wanted to be reminded of the divine life that was located throughout the universe and even in other universes. Even pictures of angels and cherubs had messages, such as those angels that held their own tools of their trade, the string instruments for their playing and creating heavenly music for all those divine minds that were open to heavenly music. Not all minds are willing instruments as auditory devices for heavenly music, especially on planet earth; just as all minds are not willing auditory devices for the listening skills of being a mind reader.

Ann knew this to be so true, but how could she tell anyone about her special skill? And why would she tell anyone about her special skill? She knew that everyone would call her a nut job or a whacko. She kept her secret skills to herself, until the moment when she knew she could help someone. But even then, she never really told anyone her secret, she just used her secret. But she knew that an invisible wire somehow attaches itself to some humans and those invisible wires were only one of the many tools for mind reading. Nevertheless, she did teach some special classes to some gifted children and adults.

As Ann began to pick up the phone, she could already feel the presence of a troubled human spirit, a seemingly trouble seeking soul. Something about the past. "Hello." said Ann. "Hello Ann. This is Sid from one of your classes." Ann pictured his face in her mind’s eye while she heard his voice through the phone, and while she sensed a degree of guilt for playing around in the supernatural world a bit to much; like dangerously to much. "Ann, I am really sorry to say this; but I tried a supernatural experiment and I do not think I should have tried to do it." Ann saw herself smile as she said, "Well, what kind of trouble did you get yourself into, Sid?"

Ann knew that Sid had tried to connect to an ex-lover, but she really did not need to know all of the details. "Well Ann, I tried to connect to an ex-lover who passed away many years ago, but something really weird happened." as his voice lowered to a dead silence. "Oh, come on Sid, you can tell me. I have seen it all." "Well, I think more creatures other than my ex-lover showed up for the party and I could not see all of them." his voice dying down to a low tune again. "It was like my partying and loving mind for one, attracted many other supernatural partying and loving mind than what I wanted or expected. Like supernatural party poopers." Ann laughed into the phone’s mouthpiece.

"What did I try to tell you about ethics when you are dealing with the supernatural realms, especially when dealing with the supernatural creatures who know their gifts and use them well? only Ann’s voice rose up a tone higher. "Sure I remembered, but.." "But nothing." interrupted Ann. "You have to be careful with creatures that you can not see or hear or even feel. It takes time to even remotely sensitive to invisible creatures who can space and time travel. You are not ready for that yet." Ann could feel Sid’s physical and mental demeanor lower itself, so she stated. "Maybe sometime in the future you will be ready for such games as what you have in mind. But even when you are ready, it still is not safe to play around with those creatures who may not want to be played around with, even if you think it is funny or just a game. It might not be funny or a game to those who see you making a fool of yourself as a human, a human who is a baby to the supernatural realms of life. Also, maybe your ex-lover does not desire to play your games because maybe she just wants to be left alone, doing whatever she is doing in her current state of mind or consciousness."
Sid said, "Thanks." and then he hung up on Ann. "He will be back." thought Ann.

Ann laid the phone receiver down on its base and she went for a walk, exciting her backdoor, to the backyard, and then she walked into the forest. Ann loved the forest because it seemed to have a special mental atmosphere all its own. As Ann walked through the forest, away from world of people, and phones, and money and things such a material church buildings, and even her own personal sense of life, of existence, of being a limited one dimensional creature with limited five senses. Ann saw before her a new earth; well a really old earth, but new to people who could never see earth’s natural beauty for what it is and for what it is not. Of course, the forest has both life and death in it, but it is surely a different world than the world of computers and cars and airplanes and even of telephones. Yet, communications happen in the forest as well. Therefore, Ann needed to lose her sense of the material world of limitations, of limited communications between only phone wires and computer wires and even of freeing herself from her cell phone. Ann needed some cosmic communications between supernatural friends.

Ann began to sense the stillness of the forest, even as some creatures moved from here to there and from there to here, just as other stayed still, as their eyes were moving back and forth as they watched for danger and for food. Ann was lucky in that she did not need food from the forest, and even the concept of danger was only a slight concern for her, as she carefully and silently stepped through on the dry dirt. She took off her shoes, to feel the earth beneath her feet. As she began to walk on the earth, she consciously realized how the earth was rotating around its own axis as it moved through space and time by the pull of the Sun’s gravitational force, the seemingly invisible pull of the huge Sun to keep all life on earth just warm or cool enough from dying out. A cosmic miracle in itself. Ann began to feel lucky that she was free enough to have the time to walk in a forest without any big animals, like tiger, bears, and even those historical dinosaurs hunting her down for food.

Ann began to feel a special stillness within herself as she began to become one with a cosmic sense of life. Her journey never ending, even as a human on earth. After Ann found a log to sit on, she pressed her back against a huge redwood tree; a tree that must have been around for hundreds of years, if not more. So grand a tree, as it reached up to the sky, towards the sun, never stopping to grow until nature or a human cuts it down. How many stories could this tree tell if it could talk? Stories of Indians, of the American Civil War, of the Railroad, of lovers in the forest, wondered Ann. Of human souls being freed from their bodies to travel throughout space, if they belong up there.

As Ann sat still against the tree, she took out her notepad, just in case a special message arrived to her mind. Ann knew that when she forgot the world for an hour or two, and when she forgot her own personal sense of life, and when she became to listen to the voices in the air and through the air, she would become a natural cosmic mind reader, then she would become a natural human radio receiver for intergalactic transmissions, if the timing was correct.

Ann had practiced her special cosmic mind reading countless moments before today, but whenever she sat down for her cosmic radio show, she knew that anything could happen. After all, she was still partly a limited human on planet earth. She knew that she had to prepare herself for the unexpected events that might follow because once a cosmic mind reader touches the cosmic web or once the cosmic web touches a human cosmic mind reader, that cosmic mind human reader becomes less human and more cosmic, even as the body of skin and bones and blood remain motionless as a log, on the log. Her eyes looked up toward some strange orange colored leafed trees, but something was strange about the trees besides the orange colored leafs. As Ann looked up to the tree’s leafs, she felt as if the realm of space and time around the orange leafed trees and their dark branches was changing its form, compared to the other trees where the space and time around them were earthly natural.

Ann took off her sunglasses to stare at the sight before her eyes, be she could not understand what was happening to her vision. Was she tricking herself to see a realm which was not there, or was the weird dimension around the trees just an optical illusion because of the sunlight and the trees shape and its swaying leafs. But there was no wind, so how could the oranges leafs be swaying in the wind? thought Ann. She put on her sunglasses again and tried to imagine how she would paint or draw such a strange visual sight. She did not think that she could draw the invisible waves and pulsating vibrations that radiated around this certain set of trees and its orange leafs.

Were the trees trying to communicate with her, or was her mind changing its own inner form which simply changed her mental vision too? Or maybe this was a special zone, a zone entrance for entering and exiting from one universe to another universe, or a special zone for some sort of cosmic communication. Or maybe is was just some sort of mystical experience with no purpose whatsoever. Ann felt like there was a message somewhere out their for her, because she knew the signs, when there were preparatory signs for her to listen, watch, wonder, and connect. Ann felt connected! Though she did not know why!

But she knew enough to be still, to be a still body and a still mind. But in that stillness, she knew her mind to be supernaturally active, as an experienced cosmic mind reader would be. She began to see a vision, a face, a friendly face from long ago. The face did not linger long inside her mind, but it did not have to linger long. The mental connection between the here and now on earth, with the thereafter somewhere else life, had been linked up without any wires, though some physical theories, like String Theory suggests that there are different dimensions, and that somehow, all of these dimensions are all connected web like whole. In any case, Ann felt connected to an invisible opening, such as to some sort of invisible teleport; a tunnel from there to here. Ann winked not.

The words flowed into her mind as easily as fish flowing into the smallest lake or into the biggest of oceans. Of course, the word ocean implies a huge mass of water, but the state of Ann’s mind could only be described as mental ocean of cosmic transparency. Instead of fish in the clear water, only words were clear in her mind. She heard the words as easily as if she were talking on the phone with Sid, but her friend had long ago disappeared from planet earth. Her friend never did believe in death, though the religious concept seemed sad; really; how can so many people go to any church, to see a statue of a man named Jesus hanging on the cross or tree, as if it would force them, or perhaps scare them into believing in death, more than in life, or even an afterlife. Then, for only a few days a year, they worship his ability to overcome death; only to afterwards return to crying over the guy’s death by the cross. Why not just celebrate his victory over death, and then celebrate eternal life forever, instead of worrying about death? If there is an afterlife, there can be no real death.

Why not just get over the man hanging on the cross, and believe in life eternal. But people like to sufferer, it seemed to Ann. If Jesus himself had walked through that supernatural airy zone around those orange leafed trees, Ann would not have been surprised. Instead, the words began to be typed into her mind as easily as if the words were being typed onto a piece of paper with a human machine. "Your words for your Ph.D. thesis will be these and no more...." as they flowed into Ann’s mind, Ann wrote them down on the small pad paper, until they stopped flowing. Ann was relieved.

As if by some divine inspiration, by the help of some friend, perhaps a guardian angel, for some human purpose, Ann was given the remaining puzzle that she had been seeking for, for so many years. Ann had realized a big human problem and Ann had even realized the big solution to that big problem long ago, but there were so many details and mini-steps that needed to be discovered for the final wording for, "The Brain’s Development for its Supernatural and Metaphysical Communicational Abilities With Other Realms,"... even if we can not see or hear them on a physical dimension. Of course, we could never see or hear them on a physical dimension because, as Ann knew, metaphysical communication means rising above the limited means of physical communication to a higher mental communication which can only be perceived by advance humans, if they are to be called that; who can communicate mentally with other cosmic mental creatures.

Ann had long ago been aware of her certain gifts, but when she started her search for answers regarding her certain gifts, she needed the more modern words to express her cosmic communicative abilities. Since meta means above, metaphysics means above physics, which means so many different things to so many different kinds of people, especially to people who are looking for something beyond the normal earthly life. Not all metaphysical theories are correct, far from it. But to Ann, aside from the human minds game playing within its own beliefs, she understood that many human experiences could only be classified as supernatural because they overcome the material laws of probabilities, and even the laws of the material sciences. The material sciences, which reflect the human mind’s current belief system, can not explain everything in life.

After Ann snapped out of her transfixed state of mind, she stood up and became thankful that her long awaited problem had been solved by supernatural communication, between two cosmic friends. It seemed so obvious to Ann that she was truly inspired for some unknown reason. Ann had needed an answer to get the details, and little by little, the even the details were solved. But to top if off, her thesis was voiced from another realm, as if Ann needed to show mankind a new way to communicate by developing a new kind of brain; a supernatural brain.

Ann started to walk away from the log, back to the normal current earthly life of people and machines, - telephones, computers, cell phones, radios, satellites, and other communicational tools that humans have developed to communicate with each other while they live on earth. But it did not seem like much hope that the greatest of human minds would ever create a machine that would allow one mind to communicate with another mind in another realm, such as in the afterlife. But if humans transformed and developed their proper brain waves for such cosmic and galactic communications, then no material machines would ever be needed for cosmic and galactic communications.

Ann knew that she would also have to keep that secret to herself because no normal human would ever believe her, just as they did not believe that one man named Jesus could overcome the human concept of life and death to find eternal life. But as Ann looked up towards the sky, as she watched an eagle fly with the winds, she knew that even the eagle possesses a sense of eternal life, as if flies high in the sky. It knows something about being a free spirit, even as it has to hunt for food and kill that food to live as material eagle, aside from the spirit of the eagle which Ann thought could never really die, even if a human hunter shot it with a shotgun. Even as its feathers would be ripped and torn apart in the sky, the eagle’s spirit would still fly higher and higher in the cosmic sky, as it left one space - time universe for another space - time universe made possibly just for eagles, but who really knows until that time arrives when the human spirit is forced free to fly in the cosmic sky.

As Ann heard her phone ringing, she quickly walked into the house to answer the phone. "And a cosmic hello to you too!" responded Ann to the caller.