The Rise of the Villages and The Song Only I Can Hear

The Rise of the Villages
by Cal


Once the Federal Reserve and the shadow government had been abolished, there were many changes in the world.

When there was no monetary value everything became easier. That was a feat in and of itself as the world had never known a dollarless society. It had seemed chaotic at first.

Cal had been setting a precedent that day in court. She had adopted Michael and Terri. They were of age but still, it seemed the one thing Cal needed to do. She loved them as if they were hers and, from the beginning, they truly were.

The shadow government had controlled everything, including love. It wasn't as easy to have as one might imagine. It was always based on the theory that one must derive something from the relationship.

Indeed, Cal did derive something from the relationship with her adopted children. It made it easier to have a relationship 'OUTSIDE' the norm. It was based purely on unconditional love.

Cal and Cat had drawn up papers as had many of their friends. Cat was now officially Cal's sister. It just worked that way and details are unimportant now. We'll discuss it later if the editor gets involved........ as surely he will as he too is a brother and extended part of their adopted family. (HA, wait till he hears that one, as if he didn't bring MyTown to me ..... hahahaha!)

You see in the age of spiritual enlightening, it was found that whole villages could work together to become HOME for those in need. (You'd be surprised, after MyTown, villages began popping up worldwide with MyTown set as an example.)

Color, religion, culture, language were all put aside as the villages began to appear. It was nothing for a group of like minded individuals to become relatives.

Time after time, the habitants of the villages would surprise the world with the generosity they displayed to one another. It was indeed a sight to behold.

Folks became loving and gentle with one another's spirits........ as the basis for all of the villages was communication.

The ideas abounded on the net. There were connections that were indeed a bit 'different' but who's to say it wasn't politically correct? After all, politically correct became obsolete after the fall of the REGIME.

'Politically Correct' had always been an oxymoron, but in the brighter days, it was finally seen as one and put to rest. Education became a thing of the past except when taught gently, with loving care, as it should have been all along.

People that had indeed fallen to the REGIME's plot began to make an appearance in the villages, trying to break through the walls. Most wanted acceptance, but some still clung to old ways and wanted to stir up things.

Once in a while, the 'others' made it inside but were soon recognized and dealt with. The village people had been tolerant, and even giving, until it became apparent that the 'others' could not and would not come around. They still had THAT thing about instigating trouble and competition.

When it happened and the villagers recognized that all people were love worthy, they were sent to the village of the teachers and trainers to be deprogrammed.

Most often, the 'others' came around. That was truly a beautiful thing to behold. The percentages were never counted but more and more, they saw the light and they came back around.

They had been gently taught in a rebirth. No, they weren't thought to be born again. The principles had been truly of the flesh this time. It was a combination of theories based on physical, spiritual and emotional PEACE.

Theories that were from within the children of the world. Theories based on growth unknown in past history. (We still to this day, question the emergence of this growth. It seems to be deep seated in the elders and, once shared, it seems to flow generationally from mother to child.)

The villagers were adamant about PEACE and it has become the norm. It hadn't been easy and the resolve came from 'the few' in the beginning. ......... it grew as time passed and it grows on today as the world blossoms.



The Song Only I Can Hear
by Cal


He plays a song for me
that only I can hear
He touches me inside
and makes it very clear.

He does those special things
that only he can know
He makes my eyes light up,
the mirror to my soul.

He brings that special light
he makes me want to live.

It takes a special man
to touch that place for me
He is that special man
that only he can be.

He is my partner now
he helps me find my way
He sees that part of me
that makes me want to stay.

I want to let him know
the way he makes me feel
I want to tell him so
it is so very real.

I want to give to him
the things he gives to me
The special gift he gives;
the light he sees in me