Ozone Hole 5

The Secret of Little Monkey(aapke)

November 13, 2006 Monday

It was a time of filth. Dirt was the common term used to cover everything. Water was considered a commodity traded with pleasure and if you were a woman and had water you were the treasure sought. That may seem ambiguous but the fact is water was rare because salt was the commodity needed by men. Everyone wanted it and it was the one thing that people searched for. The system called the Sampo had dropped from men’s hearts and few remembered it and fewer still wanted it. But some remembered the places of the Sampo tree were like branches which fed the nations. They searched out locations on earth where any trace of it remained. For traces meant that these were locations where products might still be produced.

Now at the early state of the Sampo the world tree had fallen into disrepair but it was built in such a way that things moved up or they moved down. If they moved up they were considered the fruit of the tree.

Every fruit had a dish and that dish was the amount carried to it. Some dishes were full and overflowing and those were the ones where no one came to collect the poling statins or stations. These were the places sought out by men who had knowledge found in old maps. They searched out the boundary lines as best they could because few remained and those that did were not traceable with any instruments. Every compass reading began with a N but was North but N for Null reading. Many of the early ships which had crashed on earth were still filled with people. Refugee’s who had survived the crash and of the Hope Crest Lines all the ships had survived the crash. Not all had crashed but all had survived the crash. Some were in bad shape and some were growing sick because of the constant cold. Find things to burn wasn’t easy. Traces of coal were marked out and charcoal forests that had burned up were used as coal and there was enough in some regions to last survivors for thousands of years. This warmth helped them provide for their needs, melt fuel (ice) for their engines and provide them with generators. Some of them gathered together but those who could searched for Hope main and discovered it had sank beneath the sea off the coast, then off the main shelf of what would become South Carolina.

It is hard for us in this present day to understand how these things work. For women on the Med Ici ship were of the line of the flesh. They carried two main lines. One we call the Sin line and they were women who had been burdened by what we call the Sin line. The other line was Caro and caro is a word to leads us to cargo. Cargo was of the flesh. Now the Hope lines were cargo vessels and they could carry anything that would fit within the ship even if they had to strip away some of the fuel. But fuel wasn’t salit or salt water. It was fresh water and pure water had to be melted.

Now the water where the Hope ship lay wasn’t deep. Crew were able to swim out from ports that were opened. Yet there were problems and that was the cold. The cold was a confinement that proved troublesome for those on board. They were confined by time and time held them in bondage’s they didn’t know how to break. And that lead them to stirring up trouble on board for many of the women who had been freed wanted to create trouble for they had been promised freedom and they had been paid for and they wanted the new land that was promised to them. This not only proved to be a hardship for the heart on board the ship but it also proved hard for its crew of 10,000. They were part of the Cargo Vessel of Hope and they knew that things had never happened. In addition news came that there were Arvish stowed in the water tanks and those tanks had been dried. There were a few of the crew who knew this and they tried to keep this knowledge but eventually they scoured the ships every door and port looking for something to eat. And that brought them to the Arvish women.

Arvish women were the roses of the heart. Of all women who had merited freedom it was they. They had given up their ride with the belief it were better if they remained on Mars until Hope ship could return for them. But some of the heart la’s had secretly emptied 1/3 of the fuel bins of water in the belief the Arvish would not survive otherwise. Survival tanks were placed in there by the hundred and the women were stoned. Stoned meant that they were pelted with sleep cores which went into their cells and kept them asleep.

Now in itself this would have been fine. The power was available and salt recyclers on board could recycle the water eventually providing for all the needs. But women can sometimes be as ornery as men and some of the freed slaves demanded things that just were not available until finally they voted that the Arvish women be awakened and cast off the ship and that they be allowed to enter into sleep.

On the Hope ship itself there were thousands of sleep chambers. These chambers allowed people to rest under healing rays. But they did not provide for nourishment they only provided for rest. The Arvish chambers were different. They allowed for total hibernation and allowed for total stoning of the system. This total hibernation meant that if they were woken and cast off they would carry with them the main knowledge meant for the future of that new world. They were knowledge women and carried the system knowledge of things.

Its hard to understand this story unless we bring in stories of those who were caught up in things that were beyond their control. For the thousands of Arvish they were fertile women who were used by men in the past to produce children in fast numbers. It wasn’t meant to be a curse it was just a fact of life. So the Heart La’s had paid for their freedom and had asked if they would be willing to remain on the planet Mars while the other freed slave women were taken to the new world. They had agreed but one of the Hearts had stated that there were things that were coming that required them to be on board. There was no room on the cargo Hope. It had been filled with women refugees. So room had to be made.

So when the system was turned off they awoke to great bewilderment finding they had crash landed on earth and were now being asked to go out into the cold dark world. And in addition they not only had to carry themselves out but they could take little in the way of survival items, clothing or shelter. Now there were several ships on board. Smaller craft and there were women among the crew who refused to cast them off until they found them a cave or shelter. The ship had limited resources but several sites on the mainland were found where some animals seemed to have survived and where there was more than rock or lahar. There the crew helped build shelters and helped plant corn using geothermal heat from hot springs. The women were brought in as the crops developed. It wasn’t easy. There was a twilight that covered the land and few vegetable seeds wanted to grow, just the grasses. And these were guarded with pledges because of their value. In some places they had to make their own soil by grinding up rocks. And the tasks left the crew and Arvish roses groaning for release from their efforts.

It was the end of the world and those who say starting over is fun were wrong. It was a hastily built society and men were unknown as this point. It was just women and they carried in their hearts a cry out to God for freedom.

Now of Aapke she was the child of sin heart Satan. The daughter of Katalina she became the social outcast of the heart. Satan didn’t really want her he had wanted a son to carry on his lineage. Aapke was given great freedom to do as she pleased and she tended to explore the world around her. She learned of the plants that grew and asked her anti’s what they were. They were the anti’s as they had been reversed by Satan’s law and their youth had been taken and thrown into the well of the abyss. There was nothing but love in their heart for Aapke and they taught her their crafts and abilities as best as possible. But despite the pain and threat of whips they taught her about God. They showed how Satan had stolen the power of the promise of God by forcing Katalina, her mother, into an impossible situation. He, Satan became the Ala Kazam

Ala Kazam is a play on words. It does come down to us in various forms from history but its simple meaning is the flying dragons. The flying dragons were part of the story of how this began. Dragons were part of the myth which went into creation. There were myths of dragons spoken of in scripture. Myth is another term for legend but legend was the place of maps. Those who spoke of Death did so in whispers for it was believed he was a great dragon who rested in the tree. If you woke the dragon you would wake his curse and that curse was to sleep for all eternity.

Now not many wanted to believe in the curse but Satan did and others did and they feared death. They wanted to find all they could about it because they believed that the Sampo was either the tree of knowledge of good and evil or there was another tree. It was this desire for knowledge which provided Satan with an incentive called exploration. He wanted to know things about this world and there were times he actually regretted throwing knowledge away. He searched out those he had cast off and asked of them questions. He searched for those who had knowledge but the fact was he had forgotten more than he understood.

The Ka’s were the angels who had originally been under Satan’s command and his flagship True North. They were part of a system of time and time sometimes repeated itself in dark rhymes and mirrors. The Ka’s were salvaged from the dung heap of Sin and brought back to their senses under the tutelege of the coi ers, the Heart La’s and their sin nature had been deviled which meant stripped away. Under the care of the Arvish clans they had followed a program of redemption and been returned to the land of the living. When the Hope ship fell and other parts of it fell none of them knew the original reasons for it. When they found out it was their old leader Satan they were ready to strangle him. But they found themselves in a mourning of darkness from which their seemed no recourse.

But one among them by the name of Ta Tel Tel or Tee La Fey belieeved that they had to find a way to Eden. If they could return there they could get help from God. They searched the world flocking into every chimney and into every volcanic vent until not one of them was white but charcoal black. They became the black birds of legend. The black Ka birds. The Kaw or the Cause of the heart. It wasn’t easy. There were those who felt strongly they should enlist the help of those with technology. If they could use craft they could find a way to enlighten the entire of the treks they found. Craft was the usage of ancient technologies and Te Tel or Ta Tel wasn’t against such usage if the people were there to explain their usage. But people on the surface seemed no better than animals. They saw them as the horror of the skies. They called them Dung Flies and yet none of them knew that they searched for a way back to Eden.

And if Dung flies then the Dark Angels were the stink of the world and hunted down by men who believed they were the tormenters who had brought men down to earth and were meant to keep them there. Languages rose up against them and yet none understood or could speak their words any more. For they sang songs to each other and they cried tears. Some say angels did not weep but they did. And their tears did not wash away the filth but they never gave up searching for their Great Father. The Holy God who created all things.

It was in the midst of their searches that they found a way down to Crystal Realm. Crystal realm had been devastated. It still existed but part of it had been flooded by a hole that drained the sea land above. This had brought water into the drain and mud and debris were everywhere. Much of the beauty had been lost but one benefit it did bring is earth as in mud. With the columns that had been cleaned up previously there were highlands and hills and grass and plants and animals and creatures that lived in the waters. It was a virtual paradise in some ways though it took a long time for those things to develop. It wasn’t a great world but it was a place of refuge were the angels held council. And it was there that they said there seemed no way out and no way off of the earth. They had searched every crevasse and every hole they could find trying to get to heart center where the great Bel Tooth lay. And if they could not reach that they could not find the entrance to Eden.

It was See Fel La, the Kee Shee of the Ban clan who said that if they were the Ka’s, then they had to make a Ka. A new race. And it was agreed if time were on their side perhaps men may rise up but they didn’t see how they could hold against times tide. For it rose upon them daily. They were hunted by men and they suspected that it was Satan who had put a price on their heads. They had lost some members already to his pash and if that did not end they would soon all be lost and the memories they clung to forgotten.

No one carried the tel lightly because they knew it was knowledge which kept them together. And of all the stones that continued to fall from heaven, there were none that spoke of knowledge. They were dead metal and dead words which could not be read. Yet it was Ta Tel Tel who held the council and it was he who believed that knowledge was the key. If they could find the source of craft they could learn from those who shared it. They had to search out those who had rejected them. Perhaps if they died, they died, but they were the excrement of the world and all seemed to hate them. And if they could work it out they could find knowledge.

No one really understood what the difference was. If they remained in the holes of the earth and searched for ways, of which there were still many that had not been fully searched for reasons of time or water then maybe he was right. But Kee Shee wanted love and she wanted a Ka to hold. And she was one of the few women who had taken Ta Tel Tel to her heart and shared her reasoning. He had said if they had children before knowledge arose the way of the beast would rise in them. And carry darkness even further upon the world. She had read his tone and seen his logic but the course to her heart wept for she remained barren.

Of Aapke, Satan’s daughter, she remained free to explore and learn as she wished. She learned the ways of the animals and searched out the knowledge of stone. She wondered about the materials that fell from the heavens and she carried within her a great curiosity that came from her mother. Her mother, Kat, loved her but hated the pact she was bound under. The pact stated that as long as she submitted to Satan and his line she would be treated with care and Aapke could be free. But she knew he wanted a son, a true son for his lineage. And such was the way of her heart that she desired one thing for herself. Freedom. She was kelled, stoned in a heart song that would not end. She was broken in her heart and Sin sang to her with words that were dark and perverse. He didn’t give her prayers much care and he laughed at her belief that God still heard her even if she could not hear him. It didn’t make sense and she wondered in the rarest of moments of Satan truly had destroyed all things. It sent her into a spasm of hurt and that was enough to leave her gasping in pain.

She had rare access to her craft and she taught Aapke the soons and songs of the board. She gave her a secret key to use if worse ever came to worse. And she taught her its secret ways. There was much she had refused to share with Satan even after he had stripped her down to the buff and carried her to her private chambers on the ship. She hated that room and she wished more then once she could sterilize it with flame of fire.

Though the ship still functioned and answered to her call it rang with a new song that had been built into it by the tech sha’s of Satan’s line. They had broken its cood voice and carted it off and dumped it into the sea hole. They had broken off its trim and its lanes so that it was prevented from passing above a certain height. Basically the ship was an airplane. A craft for flying but not for space flight. She wept over their changes and it was dark days that she saw the mutilation to it.

Aapke became a comfort to her and she felt that if there were songs in heaven being song then Aapke had to be one of them. She didn’t take after her fathers ways at all and the La’s spent hours with her each day teaching her what they knew until she was proficient not just in languages of the court and Coeur but of its ways and its systems and its secrets they felt she could bear. It wasn’t a horrible life. It was just a hard way to live for she saw or heard daily of the evil that her husband did. And she wept and there was not a moment when she didn’t think of things that used to be and how they could have been. Some told her to grow forward but it took her long, long nights of fighting off desire and pain to even think of a future. Getting by on a day was all she could do.

Perhaps this story wouldn’t have a happy ending. I guess most wonder if it is some ancient tale or if I make up things. I just tell it as it was. It wasn’t the best of time and the worst had not yet come. It was the worst that was for us who reside in the future. For we were part of a course that was being written between Satan and his dark heart of sin. And it was that dark code which wrote out a new language called the epidemic. He desired power and he knew that somewhere within the depths of the Sampo was power still which would carry his voice out to the entire earth. If he could find that power source, that generator, he could become the law of it and the source of Sin knowledge to all men.

And thus he sent out a decree that men should search out the ancient ways of the Sampo. And it was then that he wondered if the great heap he had created might still have a way down for smoke rose from it continuously. He put his daughter Aapke in charge of the hunt and she took to it with enthusiasm that made him laugh with glee. She had no concept of his plans except he desired to find the ancient generator. She ordered men to excavate entrances into the great pit and she crawled down into the smoke and debris seeking a way down. And they found one. It was a way of ashes and smoke and light was what they carried but it was fresh air that carried up. And it was that air which was free of smoke. For there were ledges where debris had settled in those early days of Satan’s power and beyond them were stairs. Great stairs which still existed in part. Where they didn’t they were rebuilt using the labor of men. The La’s had not yet been cast off and they aided in the knowledge of engineering. And it was at a great, great depth, a way station was discovered.

Now this weigh station was a massive affair. It was a headquarters containing knowledge of the entire Sampo. It was from here that some of the key centers were which lead up to what we will call the back ends or back house or if we wish to play further the back loo. It was these links which lead to the great garbage links where men were meant to cast in their garbage. And this part still seemed to be in working order. Somehow when the earth split in two the top portion and the bottom portion of the Sampo were separated. The Sampo top and the Sampo bottom were held together by twin centers. And this was one of two major waystations built into the system.

Now Sampo was what we will call the top part where the fruit came out. In a way it was a sample tree with many kinds of fruit which you would try and partake of. But it was the bottom Waystation which was the real key to this story. For it was here that the waste that fell was first sampled. And it was here that the waste was first tested, analyzed and needs or wishes of the people at the top portions wishes were granted. Think of it as the Wishing Well center. The one place on earth where men played at being Santa Clause.

Well, it wasn’t that Santa didn’t exist. Its just that Satan got hold of the sled that carried up all the gifts. And he wasn’t interested in giving them gifts they would want. He wished to give them gifts that would make the merry men beg for mercy. So how do you make the back end produce? It seemed that to rebuild the entire system would take generations. But therein lay another key of Wisdom who had helped develop the system. It seemed that she had felt that the two systems should be interchangeable. And this meant that if one part of the system fell apart for any reason the other waystation could pick up the slack and reverse the fruits. And this reversal of fruit meant that Satan now controlled half of the entire world and its contents. Considering that most of the top half was still in ice and the bottom half also it didn’t seem like an equitable situation. But he had a plan and it was looking like it might bear fruit, even if it was dark fruit. All he needed was a way of finding garbage. And that seemed to be the least of his problems.

It was Katalina who came up with an idea of escape. She knew she could not take her daughter with her. She was guarded 24 hours a day and that watch had not failed to sniff at her if she ever tried to pull her aside for even a moment. Privacy wasn’t in the codes but it was in the key she gave her daughter. That key was a measure of time. And time allowed her to see her with a thought. Now the time measure we speak of and the key we speak of was a gift she had been given. That was an ability to measure out a day and link the day to her measure. The measure of a day is built into a cadence we can call entropy. Now Entropy is based on a spiritual premise that the entire universe fell under the authority of Sin. That entropic curse caused the heart of man to swallow up Sin so they could no longer see. That meant they had grown blind to what was good. Kat had learned to use this against them by partialling her thoughts into two parts. The first part we will call that of the beast. The beast was a portion that had gone into her when she was marked by Satan but it was also a portion of the pain she held because of her original lineage. This meant she could be as a tiger or a panther or a cougar or just a plain ole cat. Now we know this sounds strange but it was strange times in which she lived. This change in her was followed by a wailing and this wailing was a method of liberation from her greater frustrations. Some might call it a whaler but it was a song she had written specifically to wake the beast nature in herself.

Now some might say that doing things like this is a Sin. I think of it as Katalina’s gift to deal with an impossible set of situations. She was captured by Satan, the greatest deceiver of them all. She was held in her thoughts by a greater monster then she could conceive named Sin. She was guarded each day and her daughter had a guard 24 hours a day and they were not meant to see each other during that time unless it had been prearranged. But this change of Kat into the nature of a cat meant that she could slip out of herself and carry her thoughts so that people saw a cat. It was a hypnogogic control of beings who were evil at heart and could not see Hope. And Hope Cat became her alter ego. And Hope Cat befriended Aapke and only Aapke knew that it was her mother there in the flesh and Sin wasn’t present.

For Aapke it was a gift she treasured. Her mother taught it to her but Aapke could not understand enough to really make it work. Unless of course she made them see herself as a dirty young woman covered in ash and charcoal, which she was most of the time anyway. She didn’t want to practice it, as to be honest, she struggled with fear. She loved walking the steps to the weigh station as often as she could. It meant being ‘alone’ with her thoughts. She traveled with guards who watched her and kept her from straying. They were not mean but it was their attitude which prevented her from ever really befriending them enough to let down their guard. But even if they could escape where would they go? There were many craft Satan controlled and he had stated that they could track down anything on the planet. And if she destroyed those craft that meant that there would be no way of ever learning all those secrets they held in their databases. And Kat had told her that the main ship was out there somewhere cloaked in some way so that made her wonder if the ship held secrets even greater than Satan’s fleet. Her mother didn’t speak of the great ship. She knew it was there but she also knew that something had gone terribly wrong or they would have come in with the marines and rescued them long ago. It was an impossible dilemma and that meant that she, Aapke, had to make her own plans. A plan that had to be conceived in public and a plan that meant it had to be part of Satan’s plan. And that hurt because she realized from Anti’s stories that they were reversed in their age as one of his curses. Knowledge that he had twisted using time bots. And those time bots were under his control. She didn’t know if they were in her thoughts recording them or if she was free of them. And if she was being secretly recorded she didn’t ever see a way out of the darkness that held her over the great loo like a roasting hen.

But if there was a way out it had to be in one of the craft. And that was something she could ask. Lessons. She figured if she came right out and said she wanted to fly she had better have a good reason. And that is where the Sampo came in. She knew that many of the ways had been blocked up either because of ice or the great disaster. She needed men to find pathways back so those could become functioning once again. And this lead her to a plan she called Aapkes plan. It was a good one. It seemed even a wise one. For it required time and it required her to submit to her fathers will. Something she had fought against. It meant she had to grow in enthusiasm for the hard plans of her father in order to garner his trust. And that would not be easy. She knew that there would only be one way. And that was to send the la’s away or they would see through her plan. And that meant she was casting off the truest friends she had. But they would hinder her plans because they believed help would come at any time. And she had seen the charts at the way station. Things she was forbidden to speak of. It showed that much of the world was cast into darkness still. Satellites that still circled showed that the two poles and much of the land, except few portions, were caught up into the greatest ice age the world have ever seen. And not only that but absolute power was possible. And she had to convince Satan of that by letting her check out the top half of the world. This required her to learn how to fly a craft. And she wanted to build one based on parts that she had seen mixed in in the debris shed. She wanted it called Aapkes flyer. She dreamed big and she realized it was a matter of time before someone else saw it, this vision. And if they saw it they would take it away from her. And now was not the time to give up power. For she was the daughter of a princess and a tyrant king. He was the great kong and she was the frightened little sheep who cleaned out the great chimney sweep. No one knew her. No one knew her longing for love. But she had to find a way to cast off those anti’s who loved her. She had to find a way to send her mother away. She had to find a way to surround herself with those who hated her yet found her indispensable. She had to find a way to survive by Gods grace.

And if there was ever a woman who existed in all time who knew the path to the future was written in pain it was her Aapke. Or as we who know her today call her Cinderella.