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COVID Eyes . a storyline for a film short, by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 8 October 2020; published on 10 October 2020

Image: “Visiting the Sick,” a painting by Michiel Sweerts, between 1646 and 1649. From Rijksmuseum, accession number SK-A-2848, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:De_zieken_bezoeken_Rijksmuseum_SK-A-2848.jpeg … public domain in the United States … DESCRIPTION: “Visiting the sick. Interior of an Italian house where a poor family with a sick person in bed is visited by two people. An old woman and a child warm themselves by the fireplace. Part of a series of representations of the seven works of mercy (see: SK-A-2845/48); Michael Sweerts (1618–1664), oil on canvas, c. 1646–1649.”

Image: “Visiting the Sick,” a painting by Michiel Sweerts, between 1646 and 1649. From Rijksmuseum, accession number SK-A-2848, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:De_zieken_bezoeken_Rijksmuseum_SK-A-2848.jpeg … public domain in the United States … DESCRIPTION: “Visiting the sick. Interior of an Italian house where a poor family with a sick person in bed is visited by two people. An old woman and a child warm themselves by the fireplace. Part of a series of representations of the seven works of mercy (see: SK-A-2845/48); Michael Sweerts (1618–1664), oil on canvas, c. 1646–1649.”

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    • COVID Eyes

Dear Ones,

Here is a storyline for a film short about the coronavirus in America. There is an edited Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Hello, Dear Ones, It’s Alice. I Am of the Stars.

I came across this idea for a short screenplay while I was walking up to a pharmacy in Los Angeles just the other day. I thought it might have to do with something that had happened there some months back … maybe in March or April … and to do with the COVID pandemic in Los Angeles, as it was felt there.

Being an empath has its drawbacks, and the very first thing I did was, I put myself in the shoes of the person in the story. So when you hear the storyline here, just imagine that it is someone else, not me, and that it may really have happened, and might not.

I think that it expresses very well, though, the feeling that was happening in Los Angeles at the time when the pandemic struck. I think it has a lesson in it for all of us regarding compassion towards the sick in times like these, as opposed to government recommendations, if you get my gist.

Hope you like it. And I hope you are all well and safe and happy, on your journey towards Winter Solstice. Without further ado, here goes …

COVID Eyes

This is a storyline for a COVID memorial film short. It goes like this …

I am standing outside of a chain store pharmacy on a busy sidewalk in a shopping center. I am feeling a little bit sick, and I need to go inside and get some medicine.

I open the door of the pharmacy, with my mask on. I start to take a shopping cart out, and I cough. The security guard rudely bids me leave the store.

So I am standing outside of the door to the pharmacy, and a man walks up with a mask on. I have a 20 dollar bill in my hand, and I begin to beseech the man to purchase cough medicine for me inside the pharmacy and bring it out.

Just as I am handing him the 20 dollar bill, I cough twice. He pulls back, with a look of consternation and anger, and quickly walks inside the pharmacy, leaving me outside.

I am feeling a little weaker, and I sit down on the pavement near the door of the pharmacy. A woman walks up with two little children, and I start to hand her the 20 dollar bill and beseech her to buy me the cough medicine.

But I begin coughing severely, and she quickly hurries the two children inside the door. Suddenly I am overcome with weakness, so I lie down on the pavement on my left side, my left arm out, beyond my head, the left side of my face touching the dirty sidewalk, my right arm over the side of my body, and my right hand palm down on the pavement.

I feel too weak to move, and the coughing increases. [In the screenplay] there is a shot of people’s feet walking past me, to and from the pharmacy, giving me a berth of about six feet on each side.

The day wears on towards noon, and a solitary pigeon begins to walk by. As the pigeon approaches my face, I can see its yellow feet clicking against the pavement, and I cough once. The pigeon veers off towards the wall of the pharmacy, and then leaves my range of vision.

The afternoon wears on to night. In the eveningfall, I have stopped coughing, and I am lying still, in the same position, not having moved at all.

In the middle of the night, there is darkness all around. No one is walking on the pavement. There are no pigeons out. And I lie motionless on the sidewalk. One teardrop mars the pavement near my left eye …

That is the story of COVID in the USA.

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

Image: “Pink Roses,” by Alice B. Clagett, 10 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Pink Roses,” by Alice B. Clagett, 10 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

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The Human Heart, Aligned with That of God, Unveils Great Mysteries . by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 28 December 2019
Previously titled: A Thought for the New Year

  • THE HUMAN HEART, ALIGNED WITH THAT OF GOD, UNVEILS GREAT MYSTERIES

Dear Ones,

I found a note in my hand in my well-worn copy of the book “How to Know God: The Yoga Aphorisms of Patanjali” and was inspired to write this message for my star kindred here on Earth. The occasion is New Years Day 2020 …

THE HUMAN HEART, ALIGNED WITH THAT OF GOD, UNVEILS GREAT MYSTERIES

It is the error of men to try to control the world … and the error of women to try to save it. In truth, there is no world beyond our sphere of influence … no world beyond us, against which we struggle in vain. Our realm of endeavor … our purpose of attaining human form … lies right within us.

May I master my wayward mind through contemplation of my heart, as Patanjali advises …

Citation: “How to Know God: The Yoga Aphorisms of Patanjali,” translated with a commentary by Swami Prabhavananda and Christopher Isherwood, copyright 1953, 1981 by The Vedanta Society of Southern California … See page 187;  the chapter “III. Powers,” number 35, which states (to paraphrase) that it is through contemplation of the heart that we master our own minds.

May I learn to control, not the world … not the ways of power, nor the ephemeral billboard of worldly fame, nor the intricate Dark web of political intrigue … but rather to control myself. May seek to I save myself, through God’s grace.

May I humbly seek to align my heart with the Great Heart of God which, beating and pulsing through the pathways between the stars … those byways of the Angel Realm … informs and enlivens all beings everywhere … from the tiniest cosmic ray to the greatest star; from the humblest mineral form to the most sentient of beings; and in our earthly realm, from the poorest and most desperate of humankind to the popes and presidents of countries and of international conglomerates.

Who knows but what the well tuned heart might sing the song of God’s mighty Universe; and, taking Archangel Michael by the hand, traverse with him the farthest reaches of His great creation! So may each of us, I pray, walk with utmost reverence the great interstellar paths, and come to know, in the truest sense, that we humankind are children of the stars.

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

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The Clink of a Reptile’s Toes . a fanciful poem by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 11 February 2018
Added poem to: Tiny Anthologies: Wild West Poems

  • “THE CLINK OF A REPTILE’S TOES,” a Poem by Alice B. Clagett, Soundtrack and Words

Dear Ones,

This poem is fictional in all regards, including, but not limited to characters, events and figures of speech. The place name is also fictional, and the names of people are added for poetic effect, not having to do with anything about their fictional lives …

Drawing: “Astral Reptilian: Lizard Man 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 27 May 2021 CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com… Drawn after a sculpture for which I have no attribution.

Drawing: “Astral Reptilian: Lizard Man 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 27 May 2021 CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com… Drawn after a sculpture for which I have no attribution.

“THE CLINK OF A REPTILE’S TOES”
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett
Soundtrack and Words
11 February 2018

 

There was a fellow in Desperadoville
Who loved to kill for a sexual thrill

A wise guy stopped by who said, “My gosh …
You make your kills with swashbuckling panache!

“I have one request … ‘Cause
These kills make such messes …
Once monthly, finesse this  …

“Then say goodbye
To the townspeople’s sighs,
To their nightmares and cries …
Go and give it a try!”

So he tried this advice,
And at first it seemed nice

But the beat of his heart
Did a Humphrey Bogart
When he practiced that art

And, quick as Jack Robinson,
He ditched that lesson

Day after day, began
Once more rampagin’

One night, drinking liquor,
This hard hitter figured:
“The trouble’s your ticker!

“It’s too fast a racer
I’ll put a pacemaker
Inside it. Then killin’
Won’t be so thrillin’

“Cause when I think ‘hatchets’
My heart just won’t ratchet
Up, due to this gadget.”

So he found a doctor
To make up an order
To purchase the gizmo
To KO his MO

A life of crime
Don’t stop on a dime
It worked for a time

Then the day arrived
When he contrived

A vast panorama …
A homicide drama …

That went off as expected
For he fled, undetected
And savored the deed with espresso

This is far from the norm
He surmised, all forlorn …
My heart didn’t vet the crescendo

He moped for a while
Though it wasn’t his style …

“I’ll have to make hay
In a cold-blooded way,”
He declared: “Easy come, easy go!”

–a fanciful poem by Alice B. Clagett
11 February 2018

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

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Healing through Faith . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 17 January 2018; published on 25 January 2018

Dear Ones,

An image entitled “Healing through Faith” … note that the color magenta signified healing. For instance, the violet light of the Ascended Master Saint Germain is often visualized by lightworkers in healing and transforming the world …

Image: "Healing through Faith," by Alice B. Clagett, 17 January 2018, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Healing through Faith,” by Alice B. Clagett, 17 January 2018, CC BY-SA 4.0

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I Am of the Stars
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On ISIS and Like That . by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 15 September 2016

Dear Ones,

The weirdest astral story is circulating round … about a Jewish fringe group that engages in white collar terrorist acts against Americans not of their culture … to the effect that they seek out ‘lonely hearts’, cull them from family and friends, use their considerable psychic and sexual powers to part them from their money and land them somewhere where no more trouble will come of the matter. A minor source of in-group wrangling being the manner of ‘landing’ … whether mental institution, old folks’ home, or plain dirt, 6 foot under!

This group, so the story goes, is spread out, octopus tentacle-like, all over the US of A, but organized by secret ‘cells’, need to know-wise.

Further way so out there, a fringe story about down and out Jewish individuals being offered sizable cash grants to their families in exchange for perpetrating terrorist acts under the guise of being ISIS folks.

And yet another fringe story, circulating a couple of years ago, about psychic powers being used out of LA to foment terrorist acts as far away as the Middle East; that story, at least, has thankfully ceased. I suppose there is some grain of truth in these ‘way so weird’ astral stories.

But what grain? It would be like searching for a needle in a haystack. Better to just plunk down the coins for the daily newspaper, whose headlines are far and away more informative.

I will hazard a guess about this one, though: Maybe there are ‘out there’ individuals in every major religion, expectably, though the vast majority of folks in every religion are peace loving and law abiding?

As the Awakening proceeds, I am looking forward to each group tidying up its own ‘out there’ elements. Who better to deal with this, than the group itself? That is my thought about it.

Meantime, a nice walk out in Nature is, I feel, a far better way to while away the time, than to pay homage to these astral stories circulating round the noosphere.

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
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