A Romance Reader by J. R. Kruze & C. C. Brower & R. L. Saunders & S. H. Marpel

A Romance Reader by J. R. Kruze & C. C. Brower & R. L. Saunders & S. H. Marpel

Author:J. R. Kruze & C. C. Brower & R. L. Saunders & S. H. Marpel
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mystery, romance, ghosts, paranormal, short stories, young adult, fantasy, love, science fiction, dystopian, writing, seclusion, farming, publishing, contemporary fiction, contemporary, mindset, psychology, time travel, action-adventure, evolution, science, savants, autism, special needs, urban fiction, psychic mysteries, short story, parables
Publisher: Living Sensical Press
Published: 2018-12-16T00:00:00+00:00


V

SHOWERED (I BELIEVE the phrase is) and dutifully clean, I dressed and walked back into the main room (called the "living area") barefoot on the soft, deep carpeting. I was wearing a matching gray set of yoga pants, a crop top, and a comfortable cotton fleece top called a "sweatshirt" (probably due to its absorptive properties.) I had not a single weapon on me, even having removed my fingernail add-ons. Because I needed to earn Peter's trust to get him to tell me what I had to know.

Peter rose from the center of the couch set as I entered, another courtesy from a long-lost time. I crossed in front of him to sit in the corner farthest from the door. A position that denoted I was willing to trust him with my life. Or was a damned fool. As I passed, I again caught that earthy fragrance he wore and realized that it wasn't gardening or an added scent. This was his own particular scent. And I found it intriguing.

Peter sat as I did. He was also barefoot, and wore a simple light blue cotton t-shirt that fit his broad shoulders as if tailored, but not tight. He had no need to show off his physique to me. I could tell by his walk and gait that he was used to a lot of daily exercise.

He smiled at me. "And I'll be 'staying out of your head' as the saying goes. You can finish your own sentences. Because in my own time-space, it makes our communication faster, but here it sets you on edge. Mental privacy matters more here, as you have reminded me."

"Thank you for that, Peter." I noticed he had been reading from a set of documents in front of him off a narrow mahogany-colored tea table. While more inside, there were a few loose sheets of paper on top of their gray card stock folder. "But I have some questions before we continue. How is it that I'm able to know the local names for rooms and fabrics? I haven't had time to study the programs on that screen, er, TV set."

"Mental habits," Peter answered. "They are like the global winds that move around every planet and every bit as penetrating. What people think are private thoughts actually spread from one to the other with impunity. This is the reason for mob action, and for both the elevation and degradation of cultures. Why the rural areas are more peaceful and the cities are more violent. And why half of all scientific studies are wrong - inside the same study itself. We covered this earlier, but it had to sink in by experiencing it. We become what we think about. And it is a definite 'we' that is the cause and effect."

"Then how is it that we just don't all become a great mental "melting pot" residue?" I asked.

"Because we are individuals first, and work as a team or herd or pack secondarily. No two people consider the same, just as they don't observe the same accident 'facts.



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