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Thoughtful Thursdays, Publications and Workshops I’ve given, and alternative libraries

The common good and the general welfare require libraries in order for our society to become more fully inclusive for all of us.   Public libraries, conventional brick-and-morter, as well as newer sorts of libraries, like Tiny Libraries and internet based libraries like that of Project Gutenberg and The Archive (thank you Canada, for hosting it!), are all important repositories of freely available knowledge.

All of my published works (my thesis and my non-fiction book on the history of Black-Jewish cooperation in DC), are available in multiple public libraries as well as the Internet Archive’s Open Library, and both of my practice novels are available in a library of sorts: my media library here on WordPress.

Publications, Classes, etc.

PUBLICATIONS and article (academic) Reviews

Book: “Stayed on Freedom’s Call” ISBN 978-3-659-24756-9, LAP Publishing, March, 2014

Article: “Black and Jewish Cultures in Washington, DC: Shared History and Shared Mandate” Tifereth Israel Menorah, September 2013

Article: “Chayei Sarah & Toldot: Authoritative vs. Organic Processes ” Tifereth Israel Menorah, January 2011

Peer review of article submitted for publication in journal IJCCR, November, 2011

Article: “Widening the Sukkah: the Occupy Wall Street Movement and Shared Monetary Governance” Gather the Jews ezine, October 31, 2011

Article: ‘MONEY AND PARTICIPATORY GOVERNANCE: A REVIEW OF THE LITERATURE‘ International Journal of Community Currency Research 15(A) ISSN 1325-9547, 2011

Article: ‘A Theoretical Framework for Shared Monetary Governance’ International Journal of Community Currency Research 15(A) ISSN 1325-9547, 2011

Book: “Shared Monetary Governance”, ISBN 978-3-639-26780-8, VDM Publishing, August, 2010 MPhil Dissertation, June 2010, Social Policy, University of Bath, ILL: The British Library. (peer reviewed here…)

 

WORKSHOPS TAUGHT

Mediterranean Dance in Historical Context, and, Intro. to Family History Research, both taught at UU All-Church camp, June, 2018, as part of 1st UU church, San Diego, CA
“Community Debt Remission,” DC Beit Midrash, 20 August 2012, Washington DC JCC
Economic Democracy, seminar, 5 and 12 April, 2012, DC Social Forum, Washington, DC
“Shared Monetary Governance and Economic Democracy as 1/2 of Participatory Democracy”, Occupy DC, 13 November 2011, seminars at both Freedom Plaza and McPherson Square, Washington, DC.
“Community Building and Shavuot,” DC Beit Midrash, 6 June 2011, JCC Washington
“Mishnah Gittin and Community Empowerment via Local Currencies “Mifnei Tikkun Ha-Olam””, DC Beit Midrash, 16 August 2010, JCC Washington, DC
“Green Money and Community Empowerment: Local Currencies as a project of Tikkun Olam”, Adas Israel, Tikkun Leil Shavuot, May 18th-19th 2010, Washington DC
Greek Folk dance classes for community via BathLETS in Bath, England and la Casa de la Cultura in Puerto Morelos, Mexico, 2007, 2009
1 hour classes on Tablet Weaving and “Why Barcelona is Really a French Town” taught at annual SCA Pennsic Wars, 1998, Western Pennsylvania, USA
Tutoring fellow student pilots at Tuskegee Airfield for Negro Airmen International, 1986

SINGING ENGAGEMENTS
Mrs. Herron Ford´s Theatre song reenactment of Marian Anderson’s 1939 Easter Concert, 22 July, 2012
“Occupy Shabbat” Niggun requests: Jewish Occupy DC., Friday, 11 November, 2011.
Jerusalem Day Performance: Ring House Senior Center, Rockville, MD, June 2nd 2011.
Melodic appearance, Stagehand and Director´s Assistant for script blocking as Frida Kahlo: “Variations on the Death of Trotsky” Theater at First, Somerville, MA 2004.

PRESENTATIONS / TALKS
Shabbat Chol HaMoed Pesach Drash, “Passover and How Time Banking can Ameliorate Modern Day Slavery” Classic Residences, Chevy Chase, MD, March 29th, 2013
Dvar Torah for Parashat Reéh, on Time Banks as Part Two of Community Empowerment, Tiffereth Israel Synagogue, Washington, DC, August 27th, 2011.
“Community Empowerment via Time Banks” , Wesley UMC, Washington, DC, March 27th, 2011.
Dvar Tikkun on “TakomaTime”, Tikkun Leil Shabbat (TLS), Washington, DC, December 17th, 2010.
Parashat Re´eh -“Time Banks: Loan Remission Step Two”, Dvar Torah at Adas Israel´s Traditional Egalitarian Minyan, Washington, DC, August 7th, 2010
“La Gobernanza Compartida del Dinero”, Puerto Morelos, Quintana Roo, Mexico, June, 2009
“Community Empowerment through Local Currencies” at The Bell, Bath, UK, July 2010
“Shared Monetary Governance” Poster Presentation at 2008 Heterodox Economics Conference, Cambridge, UK, July 2008
Departmental presentations: Department of Social and Policy Sciences, University of Bath, 2007, 2008, 2009
“Is Nothing Sacred?” Storvik Storytelling competition, Post-Pennsic Dessert, MD, 1998

 

Community Organizing and Outreach
The “Community Arranged Marriage Cooperative Project” begun February, 2013
Grant Applications Advisory Review Panelist for the DC Commission on the Arts and Humanities’ FY13 Community Arts Grant Round #2 (CAG), March, 2013
Planning and facilitating “Family Values through Film and Babylon 5” series, 2011, 2013
Planned, hosted and facilitated:
“The Princess Bride” film and discussion Tuesday, June 21st, 2011
“Muppet Treasure Island” film and discussion Tuesday, July 5th, 2011
Founder and facilitator: telephone-based Interfaith Prayer Circle, 2010 to present
Planned, hosted and facilitated:
Fourth Multi-Ethnic Evening of Song, May 22nd 2011, Muhlenberg Park, Connecticut Ave, NW
Third Multi-Ethnic Evening of Song, March 27th 2011, my home, Washington, DC
Second Multi-Ethnic Evening of Song, Jan 30th 2011, my home, Washington, DC
Multi-Ethnic Evening of Song, Sunday, Dec 26th 2010, my home, Washington, DC
Propsal: Proyecto Abuela Vida, Public Libraries: Merida, Yucatan, and Puerto Morelos, Quintana Roo, México, 2009
Proposal: “Aprendizaje Participativa: Teatrales” Shira Destinie Jones con Hébert Serrano, Puerto Morelos, Quintana Roo, and Oaxaca, México, Viernes 24.7.2009
Activist, Bath Stop War Coalition (SWC), Bath, England, UK 2006-2009
Founder, University of Baltimore chapter of Students for the Exploration and Development of Space (SEDS)/Computer Science Club, 1992-1993

Shira Destinie Jones’s books on Goodreads

Selected Poems in: “Poems from the Cranberry Room”, ISBN978-0595291557, iUniverse, Inc. Publishing, 2003.
Poem: “Lost in a Rose”, Concrete Wolf Poetry Quarterly Issue Number 2, Summer 2001.

Current WiP & next idea…

  Practice NaNoWriMo 2015 novel: Hubris and Hemlock

and

The last version of the  novella, actually at 60k words: Creator: Foe Novella

So, I am moving my Publications and Classes, etc (not counting the mathematics or  Adult Ed. classes I’ve taught as a paid instructor) page to a post, so that I can clear space on my blog heading, and put my pubs on my About page, which makes more sense, I suppose.

Then, up for a walk around my room!

Help me Items:

1.) Should I add my first practice novel (Creator: Friend or Foe) to this post? 

Dear Readers, ideas on learning, especially multiple #LanguageLearning, on-going education and empathy-building, to #EndPoverty, #EndHomelessness,  #EndMoneyBail & achieve freedom for All HumanKind

Support our key #PublicDomainInfrastructure  & #StopSmoking for CCOVID-19:
1. #PublicLibraries,
2. #ProBono legal aid and Education,
3. #UniversalHealthCare, and
4. good #publictransport
Read, Write -one can add Stayed on Freedom’s Call via this GR button:

Yassas,   γεια σας!    Salût !  Nos vemos!  Görüşürüz!     ! שָׁלוֹם

ShiraDest

December, 2020 CE = December 12020 HE

(The previous lesson 27/67 published since this post, and the most recent lesson 28/67…)

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Moody Mondays and critical thinking about Biblical (im)migration as part of Health Care for all?

Mental and emotional Health Care, that is…

This excerpt from my first practice novel comes as a response to a discussion about the reasons for the destruction of Sodom and G’morrah, from an ancient Rabbinical point of view (at least from one of the prevailing opinions). I incorporated part of this midrash (an allegorical or story-based explanation of the Biblical text that often seems rather fanciful) into my 2012 work, in which one can readily see which characters represent which Biblical personages, I imagine (clearly more anti-info-dump editing was needed, but I beg you, good Readers, to forgive me for the moment, and read the essence of the text…)

Here is the original post (Cities of the Plain: Torture in Sodom as anti-immigration policy):

 

from my “Creator: Friend or Foe?” practice-novel series based on Midrashim which I began as a sort of stream-of-consciousness NaNo novel…

Cities of the Plain

“So you are back, Young Light Bearer. To what do we owe the honor of this visit? Come to renew hostilities?”

“No, you are quite good enough at that yourself. I am here to bring a certain set of cities in a low-lying plain to your attention, since you seem not to have noticed. Down in the valley between that lovely nearly inland sea and the two rivers.”

Not wanting to seem out of touch with his creations, the Ancient warrior asked, expecting her not to know of the other civilization:

”Do you refer to the two rivers with the valley which is watered by the large platteau, between the rivers and the largest ocean, on the eastern side?”

“No, as you know very well, I refer to the smaller town-states in the western set of cities the human beings are developing. The ones from which you must be getting growing numbers of reports of the lawlessness they are instituting.”

-”Lawlessness? On the contrary, they are doing quite well with the legal institutions on the western side of that platteau. They have independent kingdoms which are making cooperative alliances, you should like that, and developing more individually than their eastern counterparts, who are building their civilizations more along communal lines, putting their people in a situation requiring them to go along with the group or risk being the nail that sticks up and must be hammered down. What could be so bad about allowing each person his freedom, withing the set of laws they all have to obey? You yourself as I recall seemed to advocate some such system, no?”

“How dare you, you Ancient Hypocrite, turn my words against me. Listen, this city is taking individual freedom way too far, letting people do whatever they want to those who are not part of their group, and severely abusing their guests, whom they know they ought to be respecting. These laws you seem to admire that they are passing are requiring things which make a mockery of legal protections, like the law that says that any guest in the town must fit in a bed of a standard size, and be comfortable in that bed.”

”And what objection do you have to making a guest comfortable, pray tell?”

“You really have not been keeping up with all of the reports, have you? Their idea of comfort is to ensure that each guest fits the bed by placing shorter guests on the rack, to stretch the body until it is long enough, and dead enough, to fit the bed, or doing their taller guests the favor of amputating both feet, and the legs, inch by painful inch, until the formerly tall guests is short enough to fit comfortably as you say, in the bed. All quite lawful, and all quite dangerous. If this type of behavior spreads, then eventually both of the developing sets of civilizations, west and east, will eventually come to legalize such crimes against outsiders, possibly even requiring every citizen of the town, as a new law now proposes there, to personally involve himself in torturing any guest allowed into the town borders. They think that this tactic will frighten all strangers away from visiting, spying out, and potentially attacking their towns, and that is how their so called Town Fathers are coercing the population into passing this new law. The torture can be inflicted on the stranger even if that stranger is a guest of an inhabitant of the town, and is especially recommended to take the form of rape, in the case of male visitors to the town, in order to reduce the stranger´s social status to that of a slave so that he can never lead an army against them. That is if any strangers to the town survive their visits at all.”

”Well, this has not been in my reports. So the proposed laws must not have taken effect yet. If they are using sexuality as a torture tool now, then I will investigate…”

Interrupting the ”which part of this did you miss in the reports from the first newly born human man?”  He was doing it back then already! Why else do you think his sister, whom you allowed to take as his so-called wife, ended up reviving the Virgin thought-form?”

”But this is different, this is a legally instituted form of sexual torture specifically meant to prevent my code of hospitality from being practiced! That is wrong!”

”Oh, yes, it is wrong when your precious laws are used to torture a man, but not when a man tortures his so-called wife in the privacy of his own home! You Great Hypocrite! This experiment should be ended for the sake of all of our decency, both yours and mine and theirs. These human beings are getting to be almost as bad now, as immoral, torturing maiming and killing as they were before that fortuitous Great Death they had a short while ago. This needs to stop now before all of the human beings are required by law to torture one another, or shall we say before the strong are required to torture the weak, in the name of your developing legal system and your precious non-interference.”

”Yes, you are quite right, I must go down and see about this. I will consult with some humans on the ground there, and as you can see you are not the only one to have taken a human being for a friend. I have my own friend there with whom I shall consult, note. If this is so, then I will take steps to remedy the situation.”

”Be sure you do, because if you do not, then I will be sure to have it taken care of in some other appropriate manner.”

Perplexed, the Ancient Warrior sent for the Light Bearer through one of the supervising guardians:

“How could this have happened, that not even one native or long term resident of the city was good? Not all could have developed this way, surely. What went wrong, that only the recent visitor newly taken up residence was able to be saved, and that not even with the woman he married from the town. How did it come to this? Even my friend argued that there must have been at least 10 decent people in the city. This is inconceivable.”

“It happens with places like this, concentrated power and wealth attracts a certain type of person, keeping them there, building up a culture of competition and dominance. After a while,” the Light Bearer replied,

“When a culture of a place becomes the norm, however wrong, over time, it is taken as immutable. There are simply too many ingrained patterns, too many people of power setting the standard, too many people accepting the status quo, unable to reverse the dominant culture. After a while, even the kind people, who want to do good, come to believe that things cannot be changed. So many of the residents, such a high proportion of the policy and trend setters are so callous that the very culture of the city, the standards of kindness and hospitality, upon which morality is built, are set so low that even the smallest kindness becomes a great burden in the eyes of all those who have been raised or lived for a long time in that place. Callousness becomes so natural that it is taken for granted, and a small gesture of good will is first suspect, then taken for granted, then seen as weakness, and the standards of living become set in what appears normal, even right. When everyone around you was killing, Ancient Warrior, was it not natural to kill? When all whom you know are brutal, does not kindness seem to be weak, or foolish?” the Light Bearer paused, awaiting the acknowledgment of his experience before continuing, “So it was with this place, so influential that all of the towns around it took on the same culture of mean-spirited, callous rushing around, a constant hurry to do first one thing, then another, to keep up with all that had to be done, lest their lives fall into the constantly threatening calamity of debt and powerlessness, in a place where the vulnerable had neither food to eat nor a place to live. The fear became pervasive, even for those who were relatively well-off. In the end, even those who wanted to be kind, believed themselves to be good people, in the end behaved with cruelty. However kind in their eyes, by other standards, more universal standards, they were cruel, but they could not see things that way, and in the end, not knowing any differently, with the standard of kindness at so low a level, even ended up defending the system under which they lived. When that was what they were taught to be good and practical, they could not believe in any other way, and thus sealed their doom.”

(Hopefully some insights may be gleaned from it, if anyone is interested.)

ShiraDestinie

Universal Date: Tuesday, October 3. 12014 H.E. (Holocene Era)

 

So, I meant to use the midrash about Sodom having been condemned because of their mistreatment of travelers, upon the famous bed which one size was made to fit all either using a hack saw or the rack, as an analogy for our treatment of immigrants. I’m not sure I managed it, but I am curious to hear your thoughts, dear Readers. 

Yassas,   γεια σας!    Salût !  Nos vemos!  Görüşürüz!     ! שָׁלוֹם

Dear Readers, any additional ideas toward learning, especially multiple #LanguageLearning as part of on-going education and empathy-building, to #EndPoverty, #EndHomelessness,  #EndMoneyBail & achieve freedom for All HumanKind? 

Support our key #PublicDomainInfrastructure  & #StopSmoking for CCOVID-19:
1. #PublicLibraries,
2. #ProBono legal aid and Education,
3. #UniversalHealthCare, and
4. good #publictransport
Read, Write

Stayed on Freedom's Call: Cooperation Between Jewish And African-American Communities In Washington, DC, Ranked Choice Voting and Housing for ALL!!, Teach and Learn (Lesson Plans)!

 

ShiraDest

NaNoWriMo 2020 CE

November, 2020 CE = 12020 HE

(The previous lesson plan since this post, and the most recent lesson plan…)

Sacred Study Saturdays, going back to Parashat Noach, and language learning for Human Rights

…and worker’s rights, which are also Human Rights. (But why do I keep hearing Soon and Very Soon, from when I was in 3rd Grade?!!)

I wrote a story which seems to resonate now, given the passing of prop 22 in California, which I feel takes us further down the road of valuing money over lives. I’ve edited it some, but more anti-info-dump edits are needed. I just want the gist to be seen now, while the iron of economics over saving lives, is still so clearly hot.

A friend who read the original version of this story remarked that this story made her think of worker’s rights (she is an HR recruiter) in a new light.
Worker’s right are also Human Rights…
Shira,
larger original story written in November, 12015 HE (the Holocene Calendar)

Babel

Shouting to make himself heard over the din of the other workers, the new finisher introduced himself to his coworker, whom he had not yet had time to meet.

Benim adım Kahraman. Yeni geldim bu gün buraya.” While introductions took time away from getting the job done, they sped up the process of work over the long time, since work teams tended to work more quickly and fluidly together when they knew one another and which sets of words each person preferred. The protocol in introducing oneself was to use his own preferred words, in the order he liked, and the reply would tell him what the new coworker´s preferred words and word order were. It might be hard to figure out how to order words sometimes, but in general this system worked well for showing politeness while getting the job done simultaneously. That reduced the need for work breaks and small talk among the workers, improving production dramatically. They were all keen to get this job done as soon as possible. At least all of the human workers were. Their Guardians were mostly less than thrilled with this idea, since their charges kept dying in rather large numbers. The directives against interference made it very difficult to do anything to protect their charges, for those Guardians who cared to try to do so, since their original ‘minimal interference’ directives had shaped most of the currently existing Guardians. The newer guardians, instantiated with the new generation of human beings born after the Great Death, had a slightly different set of instructions than the oldest Guardians, who were instantiated for the handful of human beings still living who had been born before the Great Death. These more wide ranging instructions allowed a bit more leeway, but most guardians did not use that leeway, since the supervising guardians discouraged initiative. Now that the human population was beginning to recover from the Great Death, more and more new guardians had to be instantiated for the new baby human beings. If this guardian did not know better, it would seem that report reception acknowledgment times were slowing down, and that the new guardians were taking longer after conception reports to be instantiated. Whether this was a result of the Great Death or not, who could say. Most human beings told the story as one of a great flood, although a small number preserved the more accurate version, including the two great storms which had come together at the same time that a sea quake in the ocean closest to the two great rocks sheltering the sea from the western ocean produced a great tidal wave which overwhelmed even the great civilizations on the largest islands in the eastern section of the sea on whose shores the humans had clustered. When the flooding was compounded by a great tsunami a few days later, from the other side of the two great rivers, overwhelming both of those rivers which watered the crescent shaped land between them, to the east of the original warm human settlement area further south, nearly all of the cities which the human beings had ever built were lost. Some few survived in the mountains, isolated human settlements to the north, but so many of these died out that eventuality nearly all of the humans alive had ancestors whose homes were destroyed by these coincidental storms and waves. Such a shame that they had not yet invented ways to save themselves. It might yet happen that this experiment could fail simply because the humans might not advance quickly enough to avoid being wiped out by the freak accidents of their home planet environment. Then again, they could also wipe themselves out by altering their environment too much, as they were already beginning to do. But at least the spirit of cooperation was beginning to grow amongst them, even if for the wrong reasons. The ethical code to which the Creator was allowing the newly instantiated guardians to encourage the newly born human beings to adhere to was, as the Light Bearer was rumored to have said (no one had seen her, outside of the guardian of the very first newly born baby girl, now a woman, who was under direct orders from the great Creator himself not to speak to the newly instantiated guardians) that this ethical system needed strengthening and far greater levels of encouragement and interference on the part of the guardians. This was becoming a source of controversy among the newer guardians, now that greater levels of free will and autonomy were also being allowed for newly instantiated guardians. As the human population grew, the Creator was taking a more and hands off approach, it seemed, to the new human beings. He decided to send a welcome message to the guardian of this newly contacted human being, to find out how things would go. The response was “Look to your own charge.” Ok, that settled that.

Bana o matkap verir misin, yanındakı adamı söylebilirmisin acaba? Sesim onu gelmiyor benden çünkü.” Leaning into the ear of his fellow finisher.

They were working up on the highest floor that had thus far been completed by the basic workers, who had laid the bricks on this level and moved on to lay bricks on higher levels, while the finishers came behind them, mounting beautiful polished stone and olive wood ornamentation as a facade in front of the brick-filled exterior walls of the rising tower. King Nimrod paid the finishers more, as long as you had the skills and did not mind bowing down and burning incense to the King and his favorite celestial deities, some of whom demanded renunciation of honors to the Light Bearer as a prerequisite to honoring themselves. It could be a high price to pay if your only wife was one of the few left who insisted on honoring the Light Bearer as an equal partner and Creatrix along with the Creator, whom everyone knew was the great father of all of the gods. They had all taken oaths, upon being inducted into the Guild of Finishers, that they would neither honor any of the forbidden deities, such as the Light Bearer, or the Black Maiden that some called Artemis, and others called Athena, who was a virgin, but paradoxically also a fertility goddess and protector of women, nor allow members of their households to do so. Those deities required their followers, who could be men, but usually were all women, to train girls and women in the military arts, and even in the riding of horses, which was new, and a difficult feat, generally reserved for only the greatest of the warriors. They even had the gall to claim that it was women who had first learned from the Light Bearer how to cultivate and press olives, and even how to sail and navigate in ships which everyone knew were direct gifts from the Ancient Warrior himself to King Nimrod, upon the event of Nimrod´s apotheosis. Such silly woman-worship was going too far even for a cultivated and enlightened fellow like himself, who allowed his wife to honor such silly female deities. One had to humor his wife if he was not yet rich enough to support another wife or concubine. At least his only wife knew how to cook adashim. That dish would be worth selling your birthright for, if you were someone who had a birthright to sell. Here, unless you were an astrologer, only King Nimrod got the privilege of inheriting land, and also of favoring every new bride with his divine royal services on the night of her wedding, if she was a virgin. That made the institution of the birthright pretty useless, as well as making the new bride more difficult to please. Brides always boasted about how wonderful the King had been on the wedding night, but then, it was worth both of your lives if she did not boast about the King, really. King Nimrod paid well if you were a good skilled laborer on this tower project, but he was also known for occassionally throwing couples into the furnace if he thought they were making him look bad. So, deserved or not, thought, her new husband then had to try to measure up to the King´s reputation, that is, if the King did not decide to keep his new bride for the royal harem. Many women claimed they were glad to be too homely to keep the King’s interest, since he was not rumored to treat the women of his harem with much kindness. While the harem floor was rumored to be paved with gold, it was also said to be a gilded cage from which many women wished to escape.

Feeling a poke in the arm disturbed him from his revery:

Eh, şey … o istedigim matkap bana verir misiniz, lütfen?

Oh Right! He had forgotten all about the drill his neighbor was asking for. He was happy to ask the guy next to him for the drill if only he could make himself heard above the din of the other workers. Looking over, he saw that there were two drills within reach of the other worker. The closer one was a simple hand drill with a small crank, good for making holes in the olive wood ornaments which they were hanging on the facade face. But the drill that was slightly farther away had a larger crank handle, was heavier, and could make holes in even the polished stone they were using to make the facade. Asking a person for something like that, which takes away from his own work productivity, was always best to do using the favorite words of that person, if you knew which words he liked. It also helped to make you look more cooperative, which boosted one’s chances of getting to become a supervisor. He could reply using his own favorite words, so that the man feel like he was creating a bond with his coworker. This was encouraged on this project because the King wanted to building to be complete within his lifetime, if possible, which was a daunting undertaking. So, using his favorite words, he asked his coworker which drill he would like:

Claro que sí. Yo me llamo Sueño. Cual de los dos taladros quieres -lo que está más cerca, o el otro que es capaz de hacer huecos en la piedra tanto como en la madera?” switching words, out of politeness to his daydreaming coworker, Kahraman patiently responded:

lo más cerca por favor.

Sueño responded with a nod, to which his Guardian sighed, worrying that Sueño´s daydreaming might bring him to a bitter end. As Sueño leaned over to speak with the worker next to him, to ask him to pass the drill, a brick from the level above them fell on his head, dazing him, causing him to lose his balance and begin to fall. Since there was no rail or safety net on or below the scaffolding, due to the fact that the wrok could be done faster that way, his neighboring coworker, the newest finisher, Kahraman, reached out to grab him and prevent him from falling.

“Well Done, Sir!” beamed Sueño´s guardian with pleasure, and recieving a:

“Just look to your own charge, and do not interfere!” response from the guardian of Kahraman.

The human foreman on that level also saw Kahraman reach out to support Sueño. Seeing this act of cooperation, which was also forbidden on the grounds that the priority in this workplace was on speedy production, and thus anything which slowed down the work was forbidden, the foreman shouted

You, there! Leave that daydreaming idiot be to fall and get out of our way, and you get back to work, if you wish to remain part of the Finishers Guild!

As Kahraman turned his head to see what the foreman was saying, he too lost his balance, and then both Sueño and the heroic Kahraman, still clutching the arm of Sueño while reaching for the edge of the wall, nearly grabbed a handhold, but instead his hand reached a brick, which broke loose from its still wet mortar, and both dreamer and his would-be rescuer fell to their deaths.

As the two men were falling to their deaths, a worker shouted:

Oh, now, look, a brick has been lost from the finishing level! Damn it, now we will have to waste time to re-lay that brick, and slow down our progress!

at this all of the foremen began to shout at the workers, saying:

Yes, yes, the lost brick is a shame, and so is the brick that we lost from the upper level, but stop worrying about them and get back to work now!

As workers, lamenting the loss of the two bricks, resumed their work, the bodies of Kahraman and Sueño lay crumpled at the base of the tower, each man moaning in his death agony, unheeded by the workers moving bricks, mortar and finishing materials around them. The bodies would be buried after dark, when no more work on the tower could be done.

Kahraman and Sueño´s guardians each reported the fall, each waited beside his human charge, recording the last breaths these two human beings would draw.

“Relax,” One guardian whispered in the ear of his charge, deciding to offer encouragement, “have no fear, your pain will soon be ended, and you have done well in your life, cooperating and helping others. Go in peace back to teh clay from which you are formed.”

The other guardian, as his charge breathed his last, only recorded and reported on the dimunition of the human population. Both of their deaths went unmourned.

As this was happening at the base of the tower, the foreman at the top of the tower, heedless of the tradegy playing out far below, was giving orders to raise the standard of the King:

“Now we will install the new tool which the King´s wise men have created to see what the gods are talking about. Now we shall begin to become one of them ourselves.”

A strange looking stone wrapped in coils of iron was hoisted to the top of the King´s standard. At once, the guardians began to hear static on several frequencies at once, as if someone were attempting to broadcast across a wide band but with too little power to have a clear signal. Upon reporting this, the Ancient Warrior decided at once to investigate in person. This was a far more advanced technology than they should be able to come up with yet. Either they had a genius working for them, which was possibe, or the young Light Bearer was interferring again, this time far too much. As the Ancient Warrior observed the humans at work, and noted the high level of cooperation in the building of the tower, he had an idea. If the young Light Bearer had helped them, by creating a tradition going back to the first woman, of cooperating, then perhaps it was time for him to see what these human beings would do when an obstacle to that cooperation was placed in their path. Reaching in, so to speak, electromagnetically to the original plane separating the corporeal part of the universe from the rest of the experiment-box, he sent a pulse, stretching his essence around the experiment-box universe, making a small change which separated the neural pathways of every human being then alive, and flipping a bit in the DNA to ensure that newly born human beings would also have this change. He waited to see the result.

-”Bana o matkap verir misin acaba?” one worker asked the other, who looked at him oddly, and then replied, with a shrug:

-“Bueno no sé por que, pero es que no entiendo lo que quieres decirme. Me puedes repitir en otras palabras, por favor?”

and the original worker looked, a quizzical and confused look on his face, and replied

“Fakat anlamiyorum size, neden hiç bilemiyorum?”

Chaos began to spread throughout the tower. Workers and foremen unable to understand one another began to shout and curse, and even bricks began to fly through the air.

The Ancient Warrior, hearing the reports of the guardians and seeing the chaos for himself, felt satisfied that the human beings building this tower would not be able to resume work for quite a few generations to come. He was not the only one to hear the reports and see the chaos.

Suddenly, the Light Bearer appeared beside him, clearly furious at his actions.

”What have you done?!  They no longer understand each other!” The Light Bearer had beamed a broad spectrum pulse message directly to the Ancient Warrior from the corporeal side of the experiment-box and then flown to see for herself.
“Oh, that.  Nothing, really, I simply closed off some of the language circuits in their neural pathways. It does not even affect them if they decide to learn to speak the other languages anyway. It merely requires them to exert a little bit more effort to understand one another. I decided that their  languages needed to be confused because they  were getting along too well.  You know whether they like it or not they need to be forced to spread out and fill the entire Earth. Remember that you, Young Light Bearer, did agree to this.”

  More on my continuing striving with empathy through Hebrew next time, friends:

Yassas,   γεια σας!    Salût !  Nos vemos!  Görüşürüz!     ! שָׁלוֹם

Action Items in support of literacy and hope that you can take right now:

1.) Search for two different sources to translate the word “work” (feminine form) into Hebrew.

2.) Share them with us in the comments, here, please.

3.) Share your thoughts on how you like each of the sources you found,  perhaps as an update on your GoodReads reading,

4.) Write a blog post or tweet that uses a Hebrew word, tells a good story, and makes a difference. I’m working on that through my historical fantasy #WiP, #WhoByFireIWill. Once published, donate one or more copies to your local public library, as I intend to do.

Dear Readers, any additional ideas toward learning, especially multiple #LanguageLearning as part of on-going education and empathy-building, to #EndPoverty, #EndHomelessness,  #EndMoneyBail & achieve freedom for All HumanKind? 

Support our key #PublicDomainInfrastructure  & #StopSmoking for CCOVID-19:
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4. good #publictransport
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ShiraDest

NaNoWriMo 2020 CE

November, 2020 CE = 12020 HE

(The previous lesson plan since this post, and the most recent lesson plan…)

Thoughtful Thursdays and is organization a sign of poor Self-Health Care?

Or the lack of organisation?

And a side comment on the need for Universal Health Care: writing is so often fraught with the dangers our past traumas uncover, or prevent us from covering, that yet another reason we need far more accessible, affordable, and long-term trauma (especially childhood based and C-PTSD trained trauma specialists) therapy, for everyone.

In working on the various versions of my first NaNo (2012) novel, I ended up wishing that I’d written it all out on paper:

Organisation is definitely another key element of writing a novel. Too many backup files and changes in one directory make for lost edits -a novelist’s nightmare. This is why I prefer paper.

Here is the real Draft #6, with major changes to the chapter headings, and far cleaner prose, but still two main hero(ine)s.

And then I submitted a (very bad) synopsis:

Submitting old material -ouch! This, submitted yesterday, was what I thought was a synopsis of my most recent Draft, but is actually a major revision ago! (Book of The Catalyst, i.e., is now Book of Hayat!!)
😦 Too late.
Synopsis: “Creator, Friend or Foe? Book One -Beginnings

by Shira Destinie Jones

Chapter 1. Before The Beginning/Encounters
In the moment … Worst place to be; Alone? Why bother to exist?
-from “The Book Of The Catalyst Of Illumination”

An energy being, the Ancient One, lonely, forces a younger energy being to join him.

Chapter 2. Cooperation Lost
Community is one of the key values in our philosophy, because constructively cooperative and fully inclusive community strengthens the ability of every being to reach its full creative and loving potential. -from “The Book Of The Catalyst Of Illumination”

The Ancient One insists on running an experiment which the younger considers unethical, leading to his deception and then banishment of the younger being.
Chapter 3. Light Bearer
“Just as a catalyst is not the end result, but merely what triggers or brings about the process leading to that result, so light is not the end result, but rather makes it possible to arrive at the goal.” -from “The Book Of The Catalyst Of Illumination”

The Ancient lonely, unlocks the parallel universe to which he had bannished the younger, then pressures the younger being, now called The Light Bearer, to help him carry out his ‘sentient-biengs’ experiment.

Chapter 4. Stages
Cultivating seed / Cultivating a friendship … Sounding the depths -from “The Book Of The Catalyst Of Illumination”
They create a universe with Guardians for the galaxies and animals. Disagreements as to how the experiment should be run keep tension muted, displayed visually/ironically.

Chapter 5. Evolving Creation
Hold the Creator to account
For his misbegotten creation
For his ill-conceived plan
-from “The Book Of The Catalyst Of Illumination”

The Light Bearer argues for patience, fights the orders given by the Ancient One. Humanity’s intelligence is helped along, despite argument over interference in the experiment, breaking a fundamental rule, and increasingly violent confrontations. Man is modified, monitored, then threatened lightly before a female is created as his companion. A key agreement:

”Then we shall take care to intervene as necessary to prevent or correct gross abuses, and instill a code of ethics as they develop. The guardians will help see to it. You have my word, Young Creatrix. Proceed as you wish.”

”I am not sure I trust your word, …” and woman, as soon as she is created, falls in love with The Creatrix, instead of the man.

Chapter 6. How Rage Took Form
By all of the turmoil, roiling
By every good thought, turned

My case shall be heard
-from “the Book Of The Catalyst Of Illumination”

Various guardians argue amongst themselves, pick sides with the Ancient One or the Light Bearer, show contempt or love for humanity after an earth-scorching argument between Creator and Creatrix. Creatrix must decide: risk her destruction and that of the experimental universe for justice. Small tendril of rage begins to form self-awareness.

Chapter 7. Eternal Love (thought I’d changed this chptr name)
Quiero hacerte temblar
Sentir nuestros pechos juntos…
-from “The Book Of The Catalyst Of Illumination”

Light Bearer asks woman how she plans to build a world with the first man, getting ideas of children
and family, shared land, with a mischievous cat in the way. Woman kisses L.B. And is gently put off, for humanity’s own good. Romantic tension begins. Same-sex marriage in community context agreed good, full potential for all children via cooperation. Love-making scene after caution.

Chapter 8. Mars and Venus
“My quest, though stopped
Is not yet done…”
-from “The Book Of The Catalyst Of Illumination”

Man develops, Creator gives orders, LB protective of creation, especially of the First Woman, wary of loving her, as she must marry the man. Rage-monster gains in power. (this is cut out of the novella…)

Woman explores and names animals and plants with several different words, but man uses his own word for each animal/plant, and yells at woman when she speaks differently. LB wants to protect, hindered by Creator, who insists on observation only.

Chapter 9. The Bet
“I play the role You bid, Mourning within
Each failure, Every loss,
Despairing, each time I ‘win’”.
-from “The Book Of The Catalyst Of Illumination”

The Creatrix sends woman on learing quests. Creator insists humans mate immediately. Parting of ways over planned tests of endurance once human population is large enough.
Marriage ritual used to delay forced procreation.

Story told to build a sense of cooperation, and gave a power to the oldest women then sad parting.

Ominous entity watching. Creator growing more impatient as LB works to bring man and woman together gently to avoid worse fate.

Chapter 10. Expelled
How I long to climb
To go up to the mountain
There to rest, and reflect.
-from “The Book Of The Catalyst Of Illumination”

Creator pissed off, LB fights to prevent rape of woman by man, gives knowledge to woman, who shares with man, causing Creator to expell both into cold area, sending LB into hiding. Ominous rage entity hiding with humans, waiting. Everyone is miserable. Flaming sword = volcano, various guardians are demoted or promoted, first woman is named Hayat, children, misses Creatrix. Hayat starts to create writing, arguments grow over languages and names and stories. First murder, kidnapping, punishment, rape.
Her guardian began to cry.

Chapter 11. Thinking of Escapes
Your place of birth marks you … Whether you like it or not.
-from “The Book Of The Catalyst Of Illumination”

Aclima remembers childhood, longs to go home, to mother Hayat, endures abuse. Hayat refuses to have other children, is finally persuaded by L.B. To save all by having more sons. But on condition of being together w/L.B. At end of Hayat’s life.
Rage entity openly in charge of city.

Chapter 12. How Tyrants Fall
When I arise, trembling,
It shall be with sword drawn
To see justice done.
-from “The Book Of The Catalyst Of Illumination”

City is tyranny, ready to make war on first family. Aclima kills brother.

Chapter 13. Becoming Artemis
I will arise, again, to fight … As the light always returns
So do I, to the strugle. -from “The Book Of The Catalyst Of Illumination”

Entity stunned, Aclima flees, guardians confused.

Chapter 14. The Pleasant Drummer
Put aside your rages, righteous, true
No more can they help now, only harm
-from “The Book Of The Catalyst Of Illumination”

Guardians negotiate while women run, soldiers pursue, names change. Back West, missing messengers sent to city to reconcile family provoke worry.

Chapter 15. Discoveries
Your fury, Father, I feel
your anger, I know
-from “The Book Of The Catalyst Of Illumination”

Son of first murderer discovers body, orders executions. Back West, first man and woman still trying to have more children, with L.B.’s help. L.B. Intercepting guardian messages to keep Creator from destroying everyone. Destroys rage entity. Creator losing control of his secret.

Chapter 16. Contention in the Wind
Let my wings embrace you
As my arms
Hold each part of you…
-from “The Book Of The Catalyst Of Illumination”

Guardians arguing, manipulating humans, amassing power.

Lilith ritual prepared.

Chapter 17. Heroes and Lies
“Alas, how few
True words are heard.”
-from “The Book Of The Catalyst Of Illumination”

Aclima/Artemis and Naamah found after Lilith ritual in city. Allowed to leave as exiles, on pain of death.

Chapter 18. Home Comings
“Hold me tightly, gently

Tell me that all will be well”
-from “The Book Of The Catalyst Of Illumination”

Reunion of first mother and daughter, romantic possibilities with Naamah and young man, funerals, leaving to form new community. Lawlessness and mixing among human beings and hybrid guardian offspring leads Ancient Warrior, destroy all:

“Tell the Light Bearer that I am amenable to allowing the children of her precious first woman to continue, if she insists, through the family of this Reposo, who seems to be the best of the lot. He is the only one who has found my favor, so if she insists on continuing this experiment, it must be with him. If the young Creatrix agrees, then perhaps my compassion will overcome my judgment. Now go.”

Fin “

 

But now, it turns out that I have too many small bits of paper floating around with too many different colors (I had a color mark-up system until I lost one of my colored markers in a move earlier this year).

I can also see, now, that this is not a proper synopsis format.  I’m not sure why that was unclear to me earlier, but I have read a bit more now, and my situation is also rather different, as well.

I got encouragement from 3 friends to try submitting right away, back in 2013:

A friend likes this novel alot, having critiqued draft #5: “Well, the story will never “date”, for one thing–someone can read this and
> not necessarily know when it was written. they might know it is based on Old
> Testament if they are familiar, but they do not have to know in order to
> enjoy the story. Plus there are cool elements in this story that show how
> religion in many ways is universal and descended from a common source. The
> multi-armed goddess and the women decorated in henna, the use of the various
> languages to nod to our ancestry and give an opinion on masculine and
> feminine language, thought, etc…plus the dialogue is often quite funny,
> and all of this breathes life into an ancient story.”

which I think pushed me to submit as I was in the process of one of the largest moves in my life. Since I feared losing all of the material that I’d worked on, it made sense at the time, but I can see the problems with it now.

It’s been so tiring that all I really want to do is throw up my hands and simply write, yet I’m terrified of going through this horrible 2012-2015 editing experience all over again!  More on my continuing striving with writing next time, friends:

Yassas,   γεια σας!    Salût !  Nos vemos!  Görüşürüz!     ! שָׁלוֹם

Action Items in support of writing that you can take right now:

1.) Remind me again, please, why I should draft my new novel now?

Dear Readers, any additional ideas toward learning, especially multiple #LanguageLearning as part of on-going education and empathy-building, to #EndPoverty, #EndHomelessness,  #EndMoneyBail & achieve freedom for All HumanKind? 

Support our key #PublicDomainInfrastructure  & #StopSmoking for CCOVID-19:
1. #PublicLibraries,
2. #ProBono legal aid and Education,
3. #UniversalHealthCare, and
4. good #publictransport
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Stayed on Freedom's Call: Cooperation Between Jewish And African-American Communities In Washington, DC, Ranked Choice Voting and Housing for ALL!!, Teach and Learn (Lesson Plans)!

 

ShiraDest

NaNoWriMo 2020 CE

November, 2020 CE = 12020 HE

(The previous lesson plan since this post, and the most recent lesson plan…)

Great Greek Wednesdays becomes how libraries help writers

Not only as faithful patrons of the Public Library system, set up by Benjamin Franklin for civic purposes, but also as starving artists…

Here is How (NOT) to Write a Practice Novel, based on my experience writing Creator: Friend or Foe, Book 1: Beginnings; Draft #6!

At the end of September, on the 26th, in fact, of 2014, nearly two full years after NaNoWriMo 2012, for which I wrote the very very Rough draft of C:FoF, I finally gave up and agreed to let a few friends see my draft, which remained persistently terrible after 5 rewrites.

But I think I know a bit more of what not to do now:

 

This is where it gets hairy -as in splitting hairs. After Draft #5, I read up on How to Write a Novel, and discovered that one should have only One Hero(ine), not two or more, per novel. So, along with changes in the pov and scene divisions, all made on paper to a hardcopy of Draft #5, as I like to spread all the chapters out and see them lined up pages all-together (not yet possible on a pc), I began books 1 and 1.5, along with shuffling chapter 0 out to Book 2: Reposo. Nevertheless, for some reason, here is a 6th draft of Book1, which incorporates more cute furry animal displays, more sarcastic replies, and much less philosophy than I would have liked, but I bowed to popular pressure:

Draft # 6 which was in Progress:

So, it turns out that I am definitely not a pantser: well, I can get the words written, but not have them follow any sort of a plot, unless I plan ahead.  More on my continuing striving with writig next time, friends:

Yassas,   γεια σας!    Salût !  Nos vemos!  Görüşürüz!     ! שָׁלוֹם

Action Items in support of literacy and hope that you can take right now:

1.) Share your thoughts on novel writing, if you wish.

Dear Readers, any additional ideas toward learning, especially multiple #LanguageLearning as part of on-going education and empathy-building, to #EndPoverty, #EndHomelessness,  #EndMoneyBail & achieve freedom for All HumanKind? 

Support our key #PublicDomainInfrastructure  & #StopSmoking for CCOVID-19:
1. #PublicLibraries,
2. #ProBono legal aid and Education,
3. #UniversalHealthCare, and
4. good #publictransport
Read, Write

Stayed on Freedom's Call: Cooperation Between Jewish And African-American Communities In Washington, DC, Ranked Choice Voting and Housing for ALL!!, Teach and Learn (Lesson Plans)!

ShiraDest

NaNoWriMo 2020 CE

November, 2020 CE = 12020 HE

(The previous lesson plan since this post, and the most recent lesson plan…)

Moody Mondays and writing as Personal Health Care?

When long-term therapy is limited by the insurance powers that be, try writing a novel instead?

–For the record, I have found writing to be a balm, in fact, but in combination with other tools, particularly journalling of various kinds…

And here is how that went, in 2012: My novel, originally titled Angels: Friends or Foes? became Creator: FoF? and ended up, after six revisions, as just a novella, with a new name (likely a result of the nearly two year time span between November 2012 and finally ‘finishing’ this novella.

How (NOT) to Write a Practice Novella: “Creator, Foe”

And here is a novella version (of my 2012 novel), about 35k words, of Book1, with the sex, poetry and more torn out.

Creator, Foe

ShiraDestinie, 26.9.12014 H.E.

The last version of the  novella, actually at 60k words: CFoF CFoFNovella toPost

So, it turns out that editing a pants novel from 50k to 80k then to 75k words each draft is not the best way for me to write a book.  More on my continuing striving with writing next time, friends:

Yassas,   γεια σας!    Salût !  Nos vemos!  Görüşürüz!     ! שָׁלוֹם

Action Items in support of literacy and hope that you can take right now:

1.)  Share your writing process with us in the comments, here, please.

Dear Readers, any additional ideas toward learning, especially multiple #LanguageLearning as part of on-going education and empathy-building, to #EndPoverty, #EndHomelessness,  #EndMoneyBail & achieve freedom for All HumanKind? 

Support our key #PublicDomainInfrastructure  & #StopSmoking for CCOVID-19:
1. #PublicLibraries,
2. #ProBono legal aid and Education,
3. #UniversalHealthCare, and
4. good #publictransport
Read, Write

Stayed on Freedom's Call: Cooperation Between Jewish And African-American Communities In Washington, DC, Ranked Choice Voting and Housing for ALL!!, Teach and Learn (Lesson Plans)!

ShiraDest

NaNoWriMo 2020 CE

November, 2020 CE = 12020 HE

(The previous lesson plan since this post, and the most recent lesson plan…)

Moody Mondays, libraries, pantsing, and how emotions show in writing

First of all, none of the writing that I have done could have happened without access to the DC Public Library and the ILL system connected to both the Montgomery County Library system, from which I had to request books rather often, and also without access to the Library of Congress, as I needed access to at least one book, (Subversives, and a few others), so libraries are important!

And so is planning some reflection time into the pre-writing process.

It took me 3 painful drafts to see what was happening in my NaNoWriMo 2012 novel “Angels: Friends or Foes?” -which really was 3 or 4 short stories rolled into an episodic novel, as it turns out in hindsight.

I also see alot of anger and questioning, my then-current mental state, which I was pulling out of the book in order to make it more readable for others, and more enjoyable for myself.  But I had to work through those emotions before I could even see, let alone edit, their effects on my writing.

 

Yassas,   γεια σας!    Salût !  Nos vemos!  Görüşürüz!     ! שָׁלוֹם

Action Item in support of emotional awareness during writing that you can take right now:

  Share your thoughts on how you the writing process, if you like,

Dear Readers, any additional ideas toward learning, especially multiple #LanguageLearning as part of on-going education and empathy-building, to #EndPoverty, #EndHomelessness,  #EndMoneyBail & achieve freedom for All HumanKind? 

Support our key #PublicDomainInfrastructure  & #StopSmoking for CCOVID-19:
1. #PublicLibraries,
2. #ProBono legal aid and Education,
3. #UniversalHealthCare, and
4. good #publictransport
Read, Write

Stayed on Freedom's Call: Cooperation Between Jewish And African-American Communities In Washington, DC, Ranked Choice Voting and Housing for ALL!!, Teach and Learn (Lesson Plans)!

ShiraDest

Preptober for NaNoWriMo 2020 CE

October, 2020 CE = 12020 HE

(The previous lesson plan since this post, and the most recent lesson plan…)

Spanish Sundays becomes novel planning errors

Or non-planning errors, actually.  Looking back on my first novel writing attempt, which was my 2012 NaNoWriMo novel (which I call a Practice Novel, having heard the phrase somewhere else online), I see that some sort of planning would have helped, alot! Instead, I wrote everyday, finishing about 70k words, I believe, but looking back at the disaster and feeling despair during the numerous editing processes.  Here is one comment I made during editing:

I should have written the synopsis before writing the novel: “Moving between and across multiverses, powerful beings, sentient fields of energy, exist, and they want to know why, and where they come from. To find out, one Creator proposes an experiment. As the experiment begins, these ethereal beings disagree, and a long quarrel ensues. As the newly created human race begins to reproduce, suffering follows in its wake. As creators and created fight among themselves, then start to come together, the threat of total destruction follows.

Drawing most heavily on Jewish midrashic sources, as well as Muslim, Christian and even ancient Greek and Native American stories of the first men and women to populate the earth, this time around, the book explores the nature and origins of existence, free will, struggle, and love. The scaffolding of the book is Parashat Bereshit, the first 6 chapters and 8 verses of the book of Genesis. Physics, evolution and creationism combine in this often erotic tale of feminine survival where creators do battle, and human women take the lead as they love, teach and do battle, each in her own way, with forces both physical and spiritual.

The first chapters outline the overall objective, to find out where they come from, and central ongoing conflict, that of defining justice, of the two co creators. The second quarter of Book 1 show the results of human life on earth. The third half of the novel sees the results of ethereal and human beings coming together in direct contravention of creators orders, excacerbating the tension between the sides of obedience versus cooperation. The last chapters bring to a head and finally resolve, albeit with some uncertainty, the conflict between the co creators and their ideals.

Starting in the void all alone, the co creators, electromagnetic beings able to convert energy into matter, and back again at will, wish to understand their origins. The Ancient Warrior and the Light Bearer therefore embark on an experiment, designed to test a hypothesis that they originally had bodies of substance, but not without dissension even before the experiment begins. Once underway, the newly evolving universe advances in ways not anticipated, leading to further tension between the two creators, as human beings variously get protection or act in defiance of one or both creators. The first man fathers a son who murders his brother, kidnaps his twin sister, and drives his mother, Hayat, to refuse further sexual contact with her husband. Battling between strict non-interference and tender protection, the creators make and break policy toward their creations as their helpers begin to play games of their own, forcing human and ethereal beings to choose sides in what may become a show-down between the creators themselves, with the entire experimental universe caught in the middle. As one branch of human beings again begins to reproduce, the other branch has begun preparing to make war, allying themselves with forbidden forces, using brutality to maintain their regime. As war approaches, Aclima, the first daughter of human kind must decide how to avert the coming disaster, building on hope and community in an increasingly lawless world where magic is fast becoming reality, bringing down the threat, in the end, of complete destruction by the Creators of all human and animal life on earth.

Major characters include the creators, the Ancient Warrior and the Light Bearer. These are ethereal yet often gender-identified beings able to transform shape at will, according to the known laws of physics (e = mc2) who though working together by necessity, are at odds with one another. The Ancient Warrior, aka the Great Creator, wants to know His origins, and thus iniciates an experiment to determine whether corporeal beings can evolve into sentient energy beings. He has a secret weakness which the Light Bearer, also variously known as the Creatrix, and the Child of the Morning, is slowly beginning to discover. The Light Bearer is the offspring of the Ancient Warrior, and contributes a vital part to the experiment. Other characters are described in the detailed synopsis.

The hierarchy of supervising guardians are individually minor characters, but collectively play a major role in Book1, able to take on corporeal form with great difficulty under limited circumstances. They were intended to be only temporary monitors for various parts of the experimental universe, since the creators have vast but still limited capacity for controlling the experiment. When they begin to interfere in the experiment, the creators must make difficult choices regarding the existences of mortals such as Hayat, the first woman. –

 

Yassas,   γεια σας!    Salût !  Nos vemos!  Görüşürüz!     ! שָׁלוֹם

Action Items in support of literacy and hope that you can take right now:

1.) Share your thoughts on how you like each of the resources you found,  perhaps as an update on your GoodReads reading,

4.) Write a blog post or tweet that tells a good story, and makes a difference. I’m working on that through my historical fantasy #WiP, #WhoByFireIWill. Once published, donate one or more copies to your local public library, as I intend to do.

Dear Readers, any additional ideas toward learning, especially multiple #LanguageLearning as part of on-going education and empathy-building, to #EndPoverty, #EndHomelessness,  #EndMoneyBail & achieve freedom for All HumanKind? 

Support our key #PublicDomainInfrastructure  & #StopSmoking for CCOVID-19:
1. #PublicLibraries,
2. #ProBono legal aid and Education,
3. #UniversalHealthCare, and
4. good #publictransport
Read, Write

Stayed on Freedom's Call: Cooperation Between Jewish And African-American Communities In Washington, DC, Ranked Choice Voting and Housing for ALL!!, Teach and Learn (Lesson Plans)!

 

ShiraDest

Preptober for NaNoWriMo 2020 CE

October, 2020 CE = 12020 HE

(The previous lesson plan since this post, and the most recent lesson plan…)

A post for a fellow blogger: reply to The Fallen Angel

Ananta Riperseno‘s post The Fallen Angel, inspired me to rethink a short dialogue I first wrote back in 2012, and very nearly decided to delete, because of some feedback on the vocabulary, but looking at it now, I am glad not to have deleted it, though I’m still not sure why:

Angels and Clay Blobs

from Apr 15, 2014

“40 seconds guaranteed.”
-Are you out of your cotton-picking mind?!

A paddy wagon had just rolled up to take them all away. The sargent told the driver to go to the hospital, even though no one was hurt.

-I guess somebody will be by the time they get there.

“They need angels, quick! Now! Just perform this ceremony and you get instant protection. Four archangels in the room with you in about 30 seconds, seriously!”

-Are you crazy? Do you know how hard it is to get even one archangel in the room, with the important things they have to do?

“Yes, just imagine four of them! You are definitely going to be safe!”

-Are you insane? Four archangels?! Do you have any idea how difficult it is to summon even one master angel, and you want to summon all four of them, at the same time? Have you got any clue, even the slightest hint, exactly how unimportant your greatest emergency could possibly be to an archangel? People die every day -lots of people. So what possible life or death situation could even slightly worry a being standing in the presence of the Almighty? On the other hand, I’m pretty sure that tearing these four angelic beings out of the presence of the creator of the universe will probably not make them very happy with you. You’re most likely to get your head used as an angelic football.

“They won’t do that! They exist to serve. They´re supposed to protect us.”

-That´s not what the rabbis said. Apparently, each angel is created for one specific mission or purpose, and when that mission is accomplished there is no more purpose, so the angel goes away -poof, disappears. Think about Balaam, whose donkey saw the ´man´ way before he did.

“What man?”

-Remember the angel sent to kill him on his way to curse Israel, standing in the road with a drawn sword? Remember how in ghost stories the animals always notice the ghost first, way before the people do? Can you imagine what that particular angel must have looked like, to scare poor Balaam´s donkey more than a tyrant like Balaam could scare him? I’m betting that this one, an executioner angel created specifically to kill a powerful mage, probably did not come down with his halo and lyre all polished up to say ´Good Morning, How would you like your death served up today, Balaam´ holding a lovely standard issue short-sword in hand. More likely a Next Generation tentacled Klingon with an Orc-style extra-long serrated broad sword -super dull and rusty, to add to the pain!

“D´ill!!”

-Exactly. Did you really want to piss off four extra powerful, permanently existing, commanding angels who have better things to do with their time than attend to foolish, self-centered, temporarily conscious blobs of clay that already get more than our fair share of time and attention from the Creator? Really? Think about this, now, because that thought just might be the last to go through your little clay head, friend.

FIN

Oddly enough, after a few years of not liking this, whatever it is, now, I like it. Go figure.

Shira

Painters of Sultan Murad III [Public domain]

– A short short story, merging Bible and song

I’ve had a song I grew up with circling in my head for days now, and also a story that I wrote, of which I posted a bit back a few years ago, as I pondered rewriting my first practice novel around this idea. What if some of the folks who didn’t get on Noah’s Ark stood outside the Ark as a way of protesting the injustice of destroying the entire world? I’m going to try this in 2nd person, to see how it reads: what do you think, Dear Reader?

The clear waters are lapping at her breasts. You can see the goose bumps on her flesh. The woman is shivering, looking right at you. She lifts her head, drawing a deep breath from her belly, and bellows these words out with her diaphragm:

“Soon and very soon,we are going to see the King!”

You’ve heard this song before, in a church, a long time ago. Now, the others join in, linking arms and responding to her call:

“Soon and very soon, we are going to see the King.”

The waters have reached the woman’s neck. You wonder what are they doing singing at a time like this. Then it hits you. Tears sting your face as you cry out to Shem, Japeth, and Ham:

“Get them in here! Now! Drag them by their idiotic hair if you have to, but get them in this boat! Right now! They …”

Your words are drowned out by the woman´s next call,

“No more crying!”

The others, lifting their voices above the waves, respond:

“No more crying there, we are going to see the king.”

You lung at the side, one foot already hooked over the edge, but your sons catch you by each arm, the third clutching your waist, dragging you back inside as Noach closes the door. The last thing you see is the writing on a plank of wood held high; demanding an audience with the One who sent this Flood. Demanding land for everyone, and justice for all.

The writing looked like blood.

Noah's ark and the deluge

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March, 12019 HE