Excerpt from Conversations With Sasquatch, “Cross Over”

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“Welcome,” Loquius gestures with open arms. 

     “Once again, you have proven worthy of being the chosen one.  There is great interest as well as skepticism behind your appearance here in Pariseema before the Council of Elders.  These are trying times for this world and yours.”

     As on another occasion, I am compelled to extend my index finger and the gesture is simultaneously reciprocated with a gentle and prolonged touch by the huge index finger of Loquius.  I see nods and soft smiles from the elders directly in my view.

     “I took heed in your advice,” I say. “I followed the Stone Without Time.  I saw you there beckoning me, and here I am.”

     Again, there are nods from the elders.  

     “I believe that in your world you have a noise box called a television, and another called a computer.  We have seen these things by peeking through your windows.  In those noise boxes are many voices and pictures quite different from those you see and hear in the Stone Without Time.  In your world, those electronic voices and pictures look to be determined to overwhelm and entice a desired agreement and predetermined outcome from the listener.  In the Stone Without Time, the voices and pictures you hear and see are thought created, they are reflections of your own mind and heart.  You are here because of your own self-determined purposes that have found agreement within our Sasquatch universe.”  

     I smile.  It is like a huge weight being lifted from my shoulders because I know what he has said is the truth.  I weened myself away from TV years ago, and my use of the computer is limited to mostly those things that serve and enhance my abilities to be happily productive.  My life has dramatically changed for the better since I am no longer bombarded with the voices and pictures of big money corporations and media puppeteers.  

     “I understand,” I acknowledge. “I pride myself in not hypnotized nor subliminally directed like many of my fellow humans.  No one thinks for me, I think for myself.  I have come to be here on my own volition.”

     “Yes, your visions are your own.  That is the only way the Stone Without Time can work.  It has no value to those that aren’t pure of thought nor heart.  That is why you were chosen.”

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Conversations With Sasquatch, The Rising

CONVERSATIONS WITH SASQUATCH, THE RISING

Episode 2 by Richard Rensberry

2.

“What are your thoughts, My Friend,” I ask Tecumseh after we have been deposited into a cozy but roomy dome structure to refresh ourselves.  We are bathed in diffused sunlight reminiscent of being inside a green house.

“Intrigued,” Tecumseh answers, looking about and absorbing the situation.

Each of us has been given dry clothes that are soft and light.  My guess is that they are woven from the plant kenaf that is so prized and prevalent in Cross Over.  On the table before us sit plates of vegetables and spices similar to my first meal eaten in the land of Sasquatch when I had been the guest of elder Loquius and his family.  To satisfy our thirst there is also an ewer of steaming tea that smells of ginger and raspberry.

“I wasn’t sure my body was going to survive its journey here into your land of the forest people,” Tecumseh says.  “But, here it is, in one piece, and I admit that now that I am here, I have grown hungry.”   He rubs his belly, eying the vegetables and aromatic spices.  

I take hold of the ewer of tea in both hands and pour ourselves a steaming mug of pink liquid.  Like all the Sasquatch teas I have tried, this one is also zippy and zingy.

“I am a bit perplexed,” I tell him.  “I wasn’t expecting Dr. Walker or any other humans to be present here.  It contradicts the information I received from the Council of Elders.  As for the coveted spirits of your ancestors, they may or may not be here in Cross Over, but I can assure you that the place is very real and you will find the food much to your liking.”

“This Dr. Walker,” Tecumseh questions, “Are you sure he is not a ghost or a spirit?”

“I am sure he is as solid and human as we are,” I tell him.  “How he got here and what he is up to besides farming, I can’t say, but I believe we are about to find out in our meeting with Demarcus.”

“Ah yes, Chia Tanka not so friendly in the flesh,” Tecumseh says and sketches the Bigfoot’s shape with his hands.  After a moment, he nods and the lines on his forehead soften.  He closes his eyes and takes my hand, then invokes a sing song blessing of thanks to the powers and wonders of that which has brought him here and put fresh food and tea on our table.

“Dig in,” I say when he opens his piercing eyes and looks at me.  

“For some reason, I feel we are going to need it,” he adds.  

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Doofus the Rat

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Doofus the Rat from my “Go Ask Boris”  series of children’s books coming this fall.  He’s cute, but not someone a father would want his daughter to hang out with.  What he has on his mind is not in any parents best interest.   Continue reading