The Jigsaw game


Everyone has a piece of the puzzle but none of them have an overview.  I suspect this is part of the assimulation program; someone thinking we’re not quite ready yet but wanting us to be sometime soon.

Me, I just gather the pieces and try to make them fit.  I can’t see the overview either yet, but I can at least see where some of the pieces fit together.

Now and then I’m blocked, asking too many questions, warily regarded, cautiously let in, given one more piece to turn over in my hands, looking at it from every angle.

Many others have been given these pieces as well.  Some were even presidents.  Eisenhower knew the most, as did Kennedy, Nixon, Clinton, Reagan.  Each were given part of a careful breifing. 

Kennedy was the most interested and hopeful.  He wanted to scatter more of the puzzle bits around at large.  Others objected.  He didn’t live much longer after expressing this desire though it probably wasn’t the only reason for his assasination if reason at all.  The CIA head was mad about being fired; having his autonomous powers divided.  Castro was probably mad at the attempted assination attempt on him as well.

Anyway…

Reagan was interested too, but much more interested in when the snacks were going to be brought in.  “Can we get some sandwiches in here?  Oh.  I’m sorry.  You were saying?”

I’ve a collection of pieces in each of my two hands, laughing because those that gave them to me have somehow never seen what the other gave.  Didn’t know.  Never talked about it with each other.  Didn’t even guess.

I see how its going to be: how it always is: just when you think you have it all figured out, you find out you were wrong. 

“There are stranger things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in thine philosophy.”

Yes, and this universe is far more populated than we can even imagine.

What if we just woke up one day and really opened our eyes? 

It would be there all around us and we’d have to realize, reasses, the fact that its been there all along, politely just moving around our well sheltered little paradigms.

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About Ampbreia

I'm an ex-Pentacostal, ex-Muslim, ecclectic Agnostic with slightly Wiccan leanings. I am not affiliated with any organized religion or political platform, but I do believe in magic and all things wise and wonderful. I work as an admin in a calibration lab. I've published 2 books so far this year: Lost in Foreign Passions: Love and betrayal, passion and loss in the heart of an alien land (a memoir of my time as a Muslimah and living in Iran for a year), written under my previous married name, Debra Kamza, and Dream Lover (a paranormal romance, the tale of witch that summons her favorite character out of a Bewitched spin-off and the actor who plays him as well). I'm constantly writing stories and poems, thoughts and dreams, and quite a few opinions - many of which are not popular but oh well. Bite me. I'm interested in art, animals, the paranormal, and people. I love to dance, all sorts, but have been studying belly dance since 2006 and LOVE it! I love anime too and love dressing up and going to conventions. My writing runs the gummut of historical, science fiction, fantasy, romance, and erotica. Beware: I may not be safe reading for work. Just saying....
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2 Responses to The Jigsaw game

  1. james redfield wrote of that in the celestine prophecy just as in a more oblique way frank herbert did the same with dune, robert a heilein chose his moment of a wider reality and undeard of notions of responsibility in his streangers in a strange land. the quaran and the bible advocate the opposite seemingly as both have the way it should be yet both hope at least we wake up to what can be 😉
    today I think of ego at play in how the supreme court took us a social step backward to perhaps with luck allow us collectiively to make another forward. it says that I deserve the right so long as I’m not catholic to deny birthcontrol via my madated insurance provisions. this is interesting as it finally honours the original argument put forward my body my choice…in a dickish way of saying sure, pay for it then on your own with minimum wage. this is in a way covered in the bible by jesus remarking something still common to this day that the poor woman’s coin was of more value as in cost of sacrifice versus the “rich mans” but before you laugh at how this is but one more grand social puzzle piece or missing your point 😀 think about the laugh of how soon birthcontrol must be offered out free now at the dance hall and or bar as heh the supreme court said hobby lobby doesn’t have to pay. somebody will and it’s too late for it not to be of social interest to all.

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  2. Excellent write!
    Your question at the end is one I think about often. So many people are not only close-minded…but, closed-eyed. They see only what they want to see….especially if what they see leaves them exposed and vulnerable…even wrong sometimes.
    Your last paragraph is right on!
    HUGS!!! 🙂

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