The Guardian

52 Stories in 52 Weeks: 2007 ## 9 The Guardian

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

As Huey stood in line of the DVD rental store, he waited in line restlessly, because he had to pick up a person at the train station; he was already late you see, just as he saw the seconds ticking on the his gold watch. That gold watch was the newest of his collection of watches, you see; though he did not need a new watch, he felt supernaturally inspired to buy this huge gold watch. He had walked into the T. J. Maxx Store to purchase some angel statues, but he first noticed the gold watch in the jewelry case. After asking the lady if he could inspect the watch, in the process of her handing that gold watch over to Huey, Huey wondered to himself why did he need a new watch that looked like it was meant for a king. But Huey did feel like a king, as least a king within himself, and over a people he did not know, even he knew not those people personally; not yet anyway. He asked the lady, "Can you hold it for twenty minutes? And if I return, I will buy the watch." Sure." she answered. Huey bought a few things, and one heavy item needed a wheeled cart, so after filling his car, he naturally returned the cart to the store. As he left the store a second time, he heard the song, "Calling all you angels." Snapping his head back towards to the store, as he walked back into the store to listen to the angel song, he remembered his words to the lady. "If I return, I will buy the watch." The watch had nine horizontal stones and eleven vertical stones which to Huey represented September 911 2001. Another story for another time.

Standing in line of the DVD rental store, he remembered how he was driving down the rode as he heard a silent, wordless voice say to him, "You have time, the train will be late." Next to Huey was three previous watched DVD s that needed to be returned to the store. Huey saw an opening on the three lane street, so he took the right to enter the parking lot. Walking quickly into the store, within a time’s minutes, Huey had picked up a DVD titled, "The Guardian." Huey did not think much of the DVD or even of the title, "The Guardian," because he was in a hurry to get to the train. But then he settled down because a lady was waiting in front of him, and the counter lady was taking her own sweet time helping the current customer. Another same age guy, who was wearing an earring walked up to Huey, as the next person in the DVD rental store waiting line. The guy pointed to the DVD box and he remarked to Huey, "That is a good movie." Huey was pleased that his quick pick had won the approval of a movie watcher.

Huey's attention then turned to the guys’ necklace. Another gold piece of jewelry, a semi-thick shiny gold necklace with his favorite football team’s shiny gold logo of the Oakland Raiders. Huey was not impressed, to say the least with either the semi-heavy gold necklace, and even less impressed with the gold logo of the guy’s obvious favorite football team. But that did hot bother Huey at all; he just would never wear a football necklace because Huey was not a football fan. Yet Huey also wore a necklace? Huey’s necklace consisted of a leather shoe string, with his parrot’s ring on it, with two medallions hanging on the parrot’s ring. One medallion laid on the second medallion as they both hung from his parrot’s ring; another circle of silver, with her numbers on it. The two medallion’s are both made of silver and not gold, but they are both worth more than all of the gold in the world.

The second medallion was hid from the first, but nevertheless, they were connected, for another story, you see. The second medallion is a 911 medallion and the first medallion, that covered the first medallion is Raphael’s art work of the two cherubs’ wondering faces; the two are looking up towards the sky, but in the real oil painting, they are looking up towards the Mother who holds the baby Jesus. Huey is sure that a story could be told about the religious painting, but Huey does not know that story. Huey only knows his own story with the two wondering cherubs of the artist Raphael. There is also supposed to be a Guardian Angel named Raphael, but Huey does not completely know that story either. In any case, Huey only knows that he has his own guardian angels around him, and every now and then, as in now, as he writes the story for others to read.

Huey instinctively raised up his hand to softly touched his seemingly cheap, yet full of meaningful symbolism that flowed from the leather and silver necklace, as he looked at the very shinny gold necklace of a football team around the guy’s neck. The other guy glanced at Huey’s eyes which were wonderingly staring as the gold necklace, as Huey fondled his cherub and 911 medallions. "What is wrong?" ask the guy. "I was just looking at your medallion as I was thinking about the families; like the Oakland Raider "family" compared to ones own family or maybe a more important family, such as my family or the angel family." as he now consciously rubbed his cherubs and then released the cherubs medallion for the guy to see. "Oh, he replied." as he first touched and then looked at his own gold medallion, as if to remind himself what he was wearing around his neck.

As he let his hand drop to his side, the guy looked a bit confused, as if he was thinking about his own family versus his family of football fans. Huey immediately realized that other people were listening to their short conversation, and that they heard the last rather socially deep statement. Huey instinctively knew that the ladies and mothers would think completely different thoughts about the concept of family than most of their male counterparts. The ladies might be thinking about how there is only one real family, like their sons and daughters and grandchildren and other blood relatives; while some of the males might be thinking more in line with their primitive warrior brain waves, or helping each other kept each others blood within the bounds of their personal skin and bones.

Huey could hear a whisper of angels laughing around him as everyone, human or not, knew that a sense of mockery was implied by the statement of the different kinds of families, but did the other guy catch the sense of mockery or of the whispering ly laughing angels or even of by the differences between the different medallions? "With some luck," thought Huey, "The guy was thinking about his family of sons and daughters, (if he had any) compared to his sense of the football family; as if two different car drivers who are driving on a highway notice each others Oakland Raiders insignia and start to grunt and fist wave each other as if they were headed to a real war zone somewhere to defend America from evil invaders. "Sure, now that would be a funny laugh." thought Huey. "If all of the phony male egos who stood waving their favorite football team’s flag during a game began to stand up for America, and wave the American flag every weekend, the world would gain a better sense of America’s patriotism that has not been seen since the war against the British. But then again, waving the American flag is not as an economical benefit as waving a football flag, at least to the owners and football players. But all spenders in an economy help keep the economy hopping. Football players hop up and down the grassy field as the economy and stock markets hop up and down with numbers regarding purchasing power. Some people do not believe or understand the world of football and economics and high finance, but they still believe in life.

Of course, the same can be stated about having a Guardian Angel around you all the time; you might be hopping up and down different dimensions while you might not make a lot of money in the world of gold and silver, if you believe solely in the world of gold and silver, as if gold and silver were some king of god, which on one level it is...because some people actually do worship silver and gold so much that they would kill another human or even hundreds or thousands or millions of humans But other worlds are whirling up and down and around those people who solely believe in the world of solidness of silver and gold and the general concept of a limited space-time of solid matter. Just as other galaxies are whirling around our galaxy, as other dimensions are whirling around our earth, as if by some multi-dimensional dream universe that we could only experience only if we learn to free our minds of the limited, one dimensional concept of one universe, one space-time dimension, one birth in one life with one death. If only Life was so easy, but life is never easy.

So one Guardian Angel(s) from another realm, in a space-time (or not) dimension, who can travel from one realm, one universe, through a dimensional split zone, where they can transform form on bodily form to another bodily form, so they can visit planet earth to help those humans who have learned to free themselves from the ungodly world of gold and silver, and from the mental dream universe of a limited space-time universe, to other possibilities of life, even to a concept called God. As Huey stood in the DVD rental store line, he wondered if the football guy ever visited a church in his life, or if he ever read the Bible or a metaphysical book with concepts of life after life.

Maybe he was taught that God, as in the whole of God, was wrapped up in a human form, a human body called and named Jesus 2000 years ago, as do many so-called Christians of 2007. Huey wondered how so many who read the Bible, could ever arrive at the dumb and irrational conclusion that the whole of God could be trapped inside a body named Jesus. No offense intended towards the man Jesus. But, on a simple level, if the whole of God ever tried to trap itself inside a human body of skin and blood and bones, that body would explode just as a balloon would explode if every drop of water on earth was pumped into the balloon. Some things are impossible, even if dumb humans believe in dumb things. But it seems moron ish humans somehow find it easier to believe that the whole of God can be trapped in a body than to understand a God as a multi-dimensional universe or universes, with metaphysical laws. Huey thought that what made Jesus godlike was this personal understanding and consciousness of the multi-dimensional universe of God.
Huey then started to wonder what the movie, The Guardian, what was it about? Guardian Angels in the ocean? A human person who turns into a Guardian over another person? A Guardian over a human who turns into a human guardian over another person? A famous actor was on the DVD cover, but what did that mean? Most actors are not really guardians over anything except making money and making movies. Strange how angels and supernatural guardians are watched in movies, but are not believed in human life. The DVD movie, "Angels in America." was first seen on the HBO mini-series, and later on DVD. Huey remembered watching the movie and then he was shocked to discover the movie was more about the aids crisis in America, than Angels in America, so Huey thought he was fooled into renting an angel movie when in fact the movie was about aids.

Huey wondered if the guy with the football necklace ever wonder about angels and guardians or if he ever rented a DVD movie with the words angel or guardian in the title. Probably not, because a tough football guy would not like to be seen watching a movie about creatures with huge invisible wings, or whatever they might use to fly through the different space-time dimensions to get to earth and to a single human being. Tough guys sometimes finish last, thought Huey. Then Huey then wondered how many football watchers were ever wondering about or watching for angels in their lives. Sports watchers and money watchers and even book watchers and economics watchers and music watchers, (of course, music watchers probably touch the sound of angels in one form or another form,) but the rest of them, not! Absurd to think that if a few angels few over a huge football stadium, that anyone would notice and if a few did notice, what would they say to the other 80,000 football fans. "Look, angels are watching football too." Huey did not think so.

Or if all 80,000 footballs in one football stadium saw a few angels appear our of the space-time zone to float into our space-time zone, what would they all do? thought Huey. But Huey arrived at the conclusion a long time ago that most of the 8 or 9 or 10 billion people on planet earth were so stuck in their own personal, selfish little concepts of life, that would only lead a few spiritual thinkers to wonder about the new concepts of life, of multi-dimensional universes, with their possible new forms of life, no matter what they might look like or how they may communicate or what they may know about life, in and out of their own universe.

The guy next to Huey did not say anymore, nor did he speak to anyone else. Huey saw the glare in his eyes after Huey had mentioned the concept of different families. Huey wondered if the guy would start looking for angels in some form after he, with his football necklace still hanging around his neck; as he would keep watching football games, might somehow remember Huey standing there, gasping his angle necklace as if it had some real meaning and some real stories behind it. Huey even wondered if the guy might have know people who believed in angels or supernatural creatures from other realms, like a grandmother or sister or maybe even a friend.
Maybe he would just remember the $1000 black leather Italian jacket and the black hat with the dark sunglasses who looked like he might some kind of human angel in disguise. Or maybe he was just a simple guy who just believed in angles, as a hobby. Or maybe he was a complex communicator with angels, as a person who had been touched by angels in his own human life, touched enough to know that angels exist because he had seen with both his eyes and his mind, in the sky and in his dreams, realms beyond planet earth.

Or maybe Huey had been died in a really bad accident and was brought back to human life as a new person, a person who knew that he had to send a message to the world that angels are all around us, surrounding us with adventures of love and joy and peace and harmony, both before and after what is termed death. But he did not ask Huey about angels, because of personal fear or personal ignorance or he just did not give a dam about anything except football. And the football stadium was his church, where men would kill each other if they were allowed to just as the Rome gladiators killed each other with the crowds cheering for death.

Huey always thought to himself that he would and could another human if he needed to for self-defense purposes, but on the other hand, Huey always thought to himself that if there is no real death, just a transformation of the body to dust and the personal soul to a possible personalized or individual cosmic soul, that would mean then even those people that he thought he needed to kill, would somehow still be alive in another realm, somehow. Of course, the football fan would laugh at such ideas, but Huey knew that is only one human quality which separates the humans from the apes. Apes probably do not have guardian angels and / or guides to help them to travel away for the limitations of earth’s dream worlds to high and more defined cosmic spiritual realms. Maybe one day the football will pick a book about cosmic travels, or angels / guardian guides, or other universe and how to mentally communicate with other higher life forms. Or maybe not! And what could be a worse death than that? wondered Huey. A universe with infinite possibilities that are not seen by foolish football fans. "What could be better than death?" thought Huey. A stadium of football fans who could see the realm of angels.