||Paul, the Monson captain-owner of a beautiful
sailing ship anchored in my harbor was faced with the same situation,
tourists and scavengers. I spent many afternoons sitting on the his deck
contemplating engineering class events, going over what was discussed
and what was important, study time. Engineering solutions required
practice with third eye projections to solve.
would wander through the harbor. Souls seeking paradise in
Hawaii would rain down from the sky, some with few resources to
survive. Seeking food, work and shelter they found the nearest
city center yacht harbor. I decided to help Cathy get home.
Cathy needed no help, after the handoff to Linda she simply disappeared into the mist
with not a word.
The only thing that make things tough in
this world is lack of interest.
||Lorie lived on a sailboat
in the Ala Wai Harbor, Honolulu. She had left Topanga Canyon,
CA. where she briefly crossed Norbert and Jennie, the Kaua'i
family center. She provided details on how illusions were
designed, their purpose, and how group illusions were
implemented for relationship preservation.
We spent quiet times in private, outside of view.
Lorie provided insights into clan mentality, survival
through manipulation and deception. You are in or out. To be
in you have to devote everything, you have to walk the plank and
jump off. Folks having no resources to offer, sake themselves, repositioned the Moksha, planted crops,
had group sex, and listened to Norbert. With your
resources in, your walked off the plank. Once your assets
are gone, the sirens never call again, they
move on to new game.
Jennie's husband had been reported lost at sea, written in two
unpublished chapters by the Moksha shipwright.
||Linda's husband, the Moksha shipwright (designer
Patrick Cotten was located, his reputation well known.
He conveyed he was forced to leave his wife Linda and son Matthew behind with just the shirt on his back and a plane
ticket. Linda was assimilated, Patrick was ejected. The
family bond between Jennie, Pattie, and Linda was strong. There
was no quality place for a shipwright to build in Kaua'i, Patrick
had to move on. Linda walked the plank and was gone.
I flew Moksha family members to Honolulu on my Beechcraft
twin engine airplane. In exchange, they invited me to
Canyon weekend retreat. Mel, Linda and Jennie continued
their illusions. I was interested in letting these actors play out their skit
in preparation for Silverado. The time for the
mainland ranch was nearing. Although Jennie could provide help in
understanding the ranch setup, they were actors in
a group skit unable to
communicate directly. >