Beyond The Looking Glass - Words of the Unseen - Chapter 56
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Beyond The Looking Glass is the second book in the Unseen series, a story that came to me from the other side. A story where I thought I was just the narrator until I heard the Words of the Unseen.
This second story goes beyond time and place and mixes the long ago with the here and now. Because history keeps repeating, until we learn and do something about it.
Beyond The Looking Glass - Words of the Unseen - Chapter 56
She sounds convincing, "so you've never been told about someone taking over your body, someone who likes chocolate and pancakes?"
She shakes her head.
"Because Bas knows her too," I continue.
"That's not possible, he would...."
She falls silent and I see her eyes moving quickly back and forth "Oh," is all she says and then it's silent.
"I'm tired, can we go to sleep," she asks while yawning.
It's not like I can make much of this right now, let alone understand it. So maybe sleeping is a good idea. Maybe I wake up and there's still an untouched Surprise Egg and this was all a dream.
When I open my eyes the first thing I see is the crumpled piece of paper of an eaten egg.
"Great you're awake," I hear a very calm voice say next to me.
Not again I think.
"Not Claudia I presume," I answer sleepily.
"Fully correct dear boy."
Boy?
The voice sounds so stable, so balanced. It is very strange. Claudia has never sounded like that, she cannot sound like that just like she cannot sound like the little one.
"I think I have to explain a few things to you," she continues.
"Claudia is a kind of radio. She can receive us to put it very simply. But she does not actually know what she is receiving. As she said sometimes she sees images so that it does not stand out too much. Because if people know this the men in white, as the little one calls them, will come to take her away."
I look at her "and the one providing those images, is that you then?"
"Sometimes but mostly not, I am her who the Little One calls She."
"She? As in She who gives the lessons?"
She laughs, "Yes she who gives the lessons. But actually, you gave yourself the lessons. You sent the lessons on your path in this other life."
If ears could flap they would be far away now, but she brings it with such serenity that I don't know what to think.
"Claudia actually knows very little about this, she tries to ignore it and we also consciously try to keep the memories somewhat cloudy. So if you ask her about it, she often won't understand you. After last night something has changed. That's why I'm here."
"I don't know what you did, but yesterday you opened a number of doors in Claudia which suddenly made her more aware. We are now keeping her asleep on purpose in order to close those doors again. If she opens all those doors at the same time it will probably be too much."
"You don't have to keep secrets from her, but you do have to guide her. You already know more than she does, realize that when you talk."
"There aren't many like her, and you're not here with her for no reason. Listen carefully and think carefully about who you tell what. We are now keeping her asleep but we can't do that too long or too often."
Then she starts to yawn, when the yawning subsides her legs shake for a moment and then it's quiet.
What The Fuck?
I thought that Little One was weird but she beats everything. She talks in riddles and sounds like she means every single syllable.
She did not say so much but it felt like a ton of bricks.
When I try to think back to what was said everything seems like a blur. I have to focus extremely hard to bring things back.
What I can recall is that I sent these lessons my way...from another life.
That Claudia is a radio.
That doors are open because of last night, and that they keep her asleep to help her forget. They did not say forget, why do they keep her asleep?
My god, maybe all the smoking is getting to me, and if that isn't, it might at least be the cause of all the fog that's currently clouding my brain, like a thick fog.
I straighten my pillow, take half the joint from last night out of the ashtray, and light it.
When I take a deep breath I remember the tone in which she spoke. It is as if I hear it again and it gives me goosebumps, not sure why but something is wrong.
On the surface, she sounds as if she is some kind of teaching high priestess, which is how the Little One describes her. Then why do I notice that meek, almost submissive undertone?
This puppet show really can't go on anymore, who wrote this really bad script, and where the hell are the cameras?
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