He was levitating ... hovering.... in a room.... people were commenting.......... behind his back.
The oriental girl was troubled .... he went over and said a quick Hello.... she felt better...
Why everyone of his daughters were in there too... There the one from the Ship Islands was dressed in Purple... a little girl... he went down and gave her a kiss on the fore head... She was happy playing... he gave them all a kiss on the forehead... for he wanted to , even the one he never met.
The legs in his vehicle started to cramp he declared an emergency and went on his way down.... hurriedly seems the fun was over..... it was crash landing time...
He had to extend his landing gear manually..... Cranking away with one hand he got it down and no sooner then plopped down on a country dirt road just before a bend... and behind a row of dumpsters.... and a railroad track just to his left.... ironic not far from what was left of the Farmhouse where his Mother looked out the window as a child thru the mist... and saw the light being.... and where she had handled the snakes in a basket unharmed... and said 'LOOK Mommy Ropes!'
He donned his human suit and zipped it up quick... not bad he thought.... rather a handsome fellow now in a jumpsuit.... he rubbed his chin....
He snapped his fingers and hopped on a motorcycle.... and putted off kinda wobbly like....... just around the bend was a train to his surprise...
He gathered it was a Tourist Train... more in specific ... a train with giant panoramic windows and just jam full of OLD FOLKS on a farewell tour across the United States... He was sure that they did not call it that in the glossy travel brochure... however it was almost hilarious or sad..... depending on how you saw and what you made of it....very much something Norman Rockwell may well have painted..........
'All the trains Captives'.. supposed to be having a good time... and yet not a one smiling in any car....
Hoards of people engaged in what they were doing in their little Worlds..... on their Scenic Tour....' 'End of the Earthbound'........
He Switched to Horse Back... as he thought the passengers might find it and him more romantic and a more agreeable figure... to the most on board the train anyway...........
He started to move along with the train at just at a slightly faster pace then the train was moving... of course the train was increasing in speed slowly at the same time and he had to ride faster and faster to just keep up .... but to advance to the next Picture window also .... people seemed to perk up when they saw him.... some Mocked up Space Cowboy in a light Blue Jump Suite... riding a horse... WTF? he put his mug right up next to the window glass and made .... hilarious or Idiot Faces at them... they all began to hop to and put their books or drinks or whatever it was they had grown used to doing down and aside........ and paid him the space man on a horse wearing a one piece powder blue jump suite a bit more attention...
They were his MUSE'S for a fleeting moment ......... I guess for lack of a better term... so he rode on to the next Car and did the same... made Moronic faces thru the glass at the passengers.... keeping pace riding along on his horse....
They did not know what to make of him... some roared with laughter... others... simply looked with a vacant expression... still others in dismay why the whole gambit of return looks... and feelings.... but all were some how amused.... or bemused....
It became harder and harder to keep up with the train.... and ultimately it out ran him and his horse..
fading into the nothingness of the distance
he came to a stop .... about then ..... in dead silence ..... except for the labored breathing of the horse... ....... He thought What an Impartial Viewpoint..........
and about when the Algorithms were WRONG............
For he knew what they could not interpret ............ nor would thy ever interpret the Dream.......
A dream in two parts..
That Was:
Real, Raw, and Core.........
It just went undocumented into the infinity .
