Telepathy Returns

Daydreaming at the kitchen counter, the Doctor haphazardly looks at North River’s receding tide, hoping his mood will not follow.  Hazy horizon, the oyster rock has risen, the marsh grass is a lazy yellow-green.

Unperceived by the Doctor, a friendly ethereal affirmation, signifying nature and communication, circled the room above him.   It is jovial and excited over entering the Doctor’s mind again. (The Doctor is about to experience it, first like a child comprehending simple mathematics and then like Plato’s Analogy of the Cave).

“Hello, Doctor”.  The telepathy passed through the ether at lightening speed.

Like a rogue ocean wave, unexpected and overwhelming, this telepathic thought crashed into the Doctor’s brain, supersaturating and overflowing its  capacity, but washing it in happiness.

Harriett’s telepathy was strong and clear. Crystal clear, distinct and direct.

“Oh!” The Doctor vocalized, before realizing he was not in transference mode.

Overly excited, he spun to look at Harriett who was looking directly at him from the Taj Mahal.

“I am back,” she transferred.

“Oh my gosh!” thought the Doctor.

He was overjoyed.



About Harriett Raptor

Harriett O. Raptor 8-year-old mother of five, lifelong mate of Ozzie Raptor until he perished last year, fluent in telepathy with The Doctor and possessor of genetic memory. She is an intellectual, a scholar, philosopher and thinker; a wise, learned osprey especially distinguished for her expertise on the H. sapiens problem.
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