Motorcycles -- On Bus 73 -- Chapter 13

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On the Express Bus 73 A

Chapter 13

At a mountain cabin for a guys-only weekend away.

Larry:

“You know, Charles, sitting here by this fire, I’m wondering about you and your background. What brought you into your studies and what caused you to start doing your graphic novels?”

Charles:

“Well, you know that I am British. Before I came to the United States, I was a teacher. I taught literature at an exclusive private school. Very posh. Upper end. Ties and jackets always.

At Oxford, I had studied medieval literature, focusing primarily on the time before Chaucer. And I had served in the Army. I was in Korea just after the so-called Korean War, monitoring the Demilitarized Zone. In Korea, I studied a holistic approach to Mahayana Buddhism of the so-called wonyung school.

One of the key insights that I learned there is that any individual thing (person, object, force, or phenomena) exists only within the total nexus of reality. Its existence depends on the total network of all other things. It is connected to every other thing. Everything is connected. My teachers said, ‘each individual thing is within all other individual things.’

Each is contained within the other.

Every individual thing exists in a state of mutual dependence on each and every other individual thing. They are interfused within each other. This interconnection is not hierarchical. There is no above or below, more important versus less important. Nor is it a relation of opposites. There are no contradictions. No conflicts. All are equal. All are balanced.

So, Larry, I began my career seeking to unify what I had learned about medieval literature with what I had learned in my study of the wonyung.”

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Many contemporary hi-tech employees ride express commuter buses daily to and from their work sites. Mr. Larry J. Connors is just one of the many.

Larry is a numbers guy, a veritable filing cabinet for numbers, whose speciality is making fiscal projections, doing benefit analysis, and generating cost-to-price determinations. Unfortunately, Larry is also a “quasi social isolate” who stares at his own shoes to avoid eye contact with others. As our story begins, Larry’s personal life has been reduced to doing his laundry, playing with his dog, and watching old, classic movies on television.

One morning, when he boards his usual commuter bus, everything changes. He is no longer who he is. He is now living another’s life and he is a stranger in his own body.

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On the Express Bus 73 A

Chapter 13

At a mountain cabin for a guys-only weekend away.

Larry:

“You know, Charles, sitting here by this fire, I’m wondering about you and your background. What brought you into your studies and what caused you to start doing your graphic novels?”

Charles:

“Well, you know that I am British. Before I came to the United States, I was a teacher. I taught literature at an exclusive private school. Very posh. Upper end. Ties and jackets always.

Each is contained within the other.

So, Larry, I began my career seeking to unify what I had learned about medieval literature with what I had learned in my study of the wonyung.”

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Many contemporary hi-tech employees ride express commuter buses daily to and from their work sites. Mr. Larry J. Connors is just one of the many.

One morning, when he boards his usual commuter bus, everything changes. He is no longer who he is. He is now living another’s life and he is a stranger in his own body.

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As I thought about my experiences, I wondered whether the bus was in some way creating the transferences, moving me from my Larry self to the self of others. I asked Charles about my speculation.

Charles provided a thoughtful response.

“In my research, I haven’t found evidence that inanimate objects have power over conscious beings. I believe you are being invited by a person. It just happens, that you and the other self are on the same commuter bus. Your self recognizes a commonality. The other’s self responds. The commonality creates a special bond. One that you both recognize.

So, there’s a special bond, and they welcome you in.

It could have just as easily happened anywhere. Maybe at the bus stop. Or in a grocery store. Or even here at work.”

Charles was right. The transfer of my self from Larry to the elderly Linguistics professor occurred the moment I saw him, walking toward me, at the bus stop. He was walking slowly, leaning heavily on his uniquely carved cane. We had not even exchanged words, just the briefest eye contact.

Professor E.I. Workman had devoted nearly forty years of his life, to studying the federation of languages, which developed in meso-America, before the arrival of the Europeans. He was the co-author of the well-respected, Compendium, and Dictionary, of the Mesoamerican Linguistic Area.

His intricately carved cane had been given to him a quarter century ago, by a tribal shaman during his field work in Nicaragua. Sadly, neither the shaman nor his tribe still exist. Both were victims of the bloody Civil War. The tribal language exists today, only in the pages of Professor Workman’s Compendium.

As I said, I knew all those particulars, even before, he actually reached the bus stop. I was waiting for the bus and then, unexpectedly, I was no longer Larry.”

~~~

Many contemporary hi-tech employees ride express commuter buses daily to and from their work sites. Mr. Larry J. Connors is just one of the many.

One morning, when he boards his usual commuter bus, everything changes. He is no longer who he is. He is now living another’s life and he is a stranger in his own body.

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Information is Expensive

PNB7Q knew Noble Son Dusko Rarrko from many eons of clandestine work together. Their relationship was as close as a data device and a sentient being could be.

The PNB7Q knew that what was left unsaid was often more important than what was spoken. Many times, a whiff of intuition had more value than volumes of specific, and detailed information.

There was a reason why Noble Son Dusko Rarrko wished to travel to Lell without informing the PNB7Q. Intuition told the PNB7Q that this was not a need for recreation, down time, as Rarrko had called it. It was a trip where Rarrko wished to travel incognito. Not hidden from others, but, rather, hidden from the PNB7Q themselves.

Remember, the PNB7Q was a set of separate data devices organized into a single, systematic vehicle for sharing necessary information among agents and designated decision-makers in real time. Sharing was the operational word. Anyone with the appropriate access would be able to query the PNB7Q and learn both where Rarrko was going and what his purpose was for going there.

The PNB7Q not only created opportunities for quickly sharing information, but also the necessarysupports for collaborative activities. With the assistance of the PNB7Q, Sassko’s agents and its decision makers could act as one organic whole. Sharing pertinent, real-time information, and becoming, as a result, unified for decisive collaborative action.

However, on this occasion, Noble Son Dusko Rarrko was deliberately withholding pertinent information from the PNB7Q.

There was information about this trip to Lell that he did not want shared with others.

The unsaid was more important than the explicit.