Rendezvous

"The pyramid exemplifies the initiation stage,... it is the house of initiation, in which the candidate confronts the world of darkness and enters the world of spirit. By passing the tests of the elements, the candidate is initiated into the realm of higher consciousness." (Heironimus ibid., p.92)

The bar seemed empty and alone. No Numlock, no Treeder, or Skyfox to dance the perpetual banter of conflict, worry, or politics. There were no illuminati in the lot only her. Ericka , was taking full advantage of the cosmic lull. Pushing, pressing and pleading the establishment to give Pussyleblanc their big shot at eternal fame and forever to be rid of Coqnoir and their groupy set. If she was clever enough, she might indeed achieve her ultimate objective, to bring Coqnoir to its knees once and for all.

Time heals all wounds but is itself an unconcerned lover, as indifferent and detached as a husband held captive in the 10^th week of the Pro football season. Having been secretly invited to a meeting of the investors, I found myself somewhere in northern Greece. This small village would be the setting of my awaking. Unknown to the patrons @11 who believed that the Establishment was both alpha and omega, my intention was to retrieve the initiate. No one, not even me, gleaned the importance of my mission. Even now I struggle to understand its murky meaning. I was deeply immersed in finding the one whose world would soon transform as they were made into the newest patron @11. It’s all upside down I thought as I came to understand my journey was more rooted in finding my own feet. One’s feet, apparently, are the most impossible to see when attention is focused only towards all the other pairs in the room. The investors knew this fact too well.

I spent my day with old friend and new friend. Surrounded by potential and drowning in possibility I was paralyzed in the head lights of decision. Too many choices to choose from, I was stuck in the cereal isle of life’s grocery store. I'd had every intention to invite old friend into the circle @11 but new friend shined so bright. Completely at a loss, I stood by the sea hoping to clear my thoughts like the crystal waters before me, to see so clearly the bottom of my subconscious like I could the sea floor before me.

The feeling that a presence was observing me hit me in a wave of goose bumps. I looked behind me and there was a couple holding hands and staring right at me; they were the investors and I knew it right away.

“hello, I suppose you have some answers for me” I said.

“nope just questions”

“fine, just give me something,…. please”

“Did you look at the ticket?”

I pulled the ticket that Numlock had handed me back @11. “Ostriches may expire with out notice?”

“the other side, zoan”

“+2 admittance @11”

I realized at that moment that the investors wanted them both, old friend and new would soon join the ranks of the initiates. When I looked up from the ticket the investors were gone. And where they had stood there was a key and a key ring with a pyramid with an eye in the center.