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Geo’s Journal--Sept 12, 2003
I am on a beautiful planet that seems new to me. However, the house I am in seems like one I have lived in before. I have walked the inside of it, removing the sheets from the furniture, and, of course now my dust allergy is in full bloom. So at least I know I have not changed that much! I recognize the furniture, and even the Fresnell lens that I procured at great expense for my study. However this house is hewn of a different kind of wood, something I am not familiar with.
What I can say is that the inside of the house seems like familiar territory… but the outside, while having some similar landmarks… it is not the same place. There are species of plants I have never seen before. Grasses of metallic golden and copper hues. Young trees with trunks like polished ebony, and leaves that range from pink to dark red. While the soil and rocks seem familiar, there is a large percentage of red granite, and sedimentary stone rather like agate.
At nightfall I stood on the large deck at the back of the lodge, and watched two asymmetrical moons rise, with a pale ring circling the planet between them. This ring was so pale that I could still see the stars… a star field that seemed familiar to me as the same as that seen from the planet earth. It relieved me greatly to see this. I can’t fully explain that response from me, but it has always been, that as long as I can see the stars, and familiar constellations, I feel safe, and somewhat sane, even if that sanity may be an illusion.
2:05:00 PM