“Beasties Voice” – Chapter Eighteen – I La La Love You Goodbye

“Beasties Voice”

By Gary Sohmers, 2017 copyright, All Rights Reserved

 

 

Chapter Eighteen – I La La Love You, Goodbye

 

The audience cheers their elation with our performance, as I look to Vibe, Sid, Radar and Bill, who are all wearing big smiles.  I then look over to Terra, who, smiling shyly, moves back in with the other backup singers, all of whom are grinning and hugging each other.  I encourage everyone on stage to step to the front of the stage to accept the applause and bow for the crowd before we go offstage. We all move to the front, and I am now looking for our newest band member, alien being or whatever he was, because he probably made all this magic happen.

I look towards Gra standing with an overwhelming grin on his face, and boom…with a blink, it appears as if time and reality have stopped again.  I think maybe only I am aware, but I sense Terra also being a part of this phenomena happening again to us.  Not a sound, not a movement, not a breath, but completely aware within our minds of communication from Gra. 

In our minds, we hear the beginning of a new song.  We look over at Bill, who appears to be the only one to come out of being frozen, as he starts a piano riff.  Gra begins gesturing with his hands again, almost conducting Bill’s song, along with popping up holographic images, graphs, charts, video, star charts, physiology diagrams, politicians, and pictures of Earth from space.

Gra, or whoever this being is, telepathically tells us that we have completed a major level of a survival game, thanks to my lyrics and our performance.  The planet may now have enough aware humans to possibly spread the information presented to make change, control their beasties and correct the disease. Mother Earth may still need to use her own resources to contain the proliferation of human ruin on its epidermal exterior with floods, fires, earthquakes, hurricanes, sand and rain storms.

Terra and I feel fulfilled by seeing Happiness beasties surrounding everyone, and the immense joy of succeeding by completing this performance, with the obstacles that were presented, and assisting Gra with his mission.  He was ready to download some very important info telepathically to us, and anyone else who could understand him in the audience.

He communicates that many evolved humans support the planet’s needs, growing and nourishing the Earth, exploring the mysteries, solving problems and sharing the knowledge.  Each being on the planet has what he refers to as a Personal Information and Data Interface, a “PIDI” or “peedee”, as he calls it. It contains all of our individual genetic code and traits, past memories and evolutionary growth, plus added universal knowledge and some common sense for survival.  

He explains that each being, no matter how large or small, evolved or not, begins as a simple atom.  Microbial beginnings for any being, even one the size of the known universe, with organs and consciousness.  He relates that he is an impulse that travels as particles on waves.

This fact of science is how the universe’s nervous system functions, similar to the way the human brain causes actions to happen within and outside the body with the triggering of a thought from the decision maker.  Chemicals, actions, interactions. As humans, we are subatomic beings existing on a single cell of an organism we could never fathom. Humans are a cancer to this cell called Earth and our microscopic perspective and false beliefs limit our ability to view reality. 

Wow, what a load of info to have embedded into our brains.  I believe for sure Terra and I experienced it, but not sure about the band or the audience.  The otherworldly being then lets us know that the experience for the human being, Gra, was also a surprise to him, and that he would need to be embraced once Impulse left him, emulating the good will, foresight and strength of will in Terra and I.  

The piano music Bill was unconsciously playing made us all smile.

With respect and admiration, Impulse begins to sing to everyone who could hear him in our heads, “I La La Love You Goodbye, I La La Love You Goodbye yi yi, ya didn’t have to try, ya wanna know why, I La La Love You Goodbye.”  

With a blink of his eyes, time begins again, the wind blows, the people snap back into action, the noise instantly is what it had been previously and Gra’s beasties join Terra’s and mine in joyous celebration.

The band kicks into the new song like we had rehearsed it a zillion times, subconsciously being conducted by Impulse as he leans into his microphone and sings more, “I La La Love You so long, I La La Love You so long ong ong ong, ya didn’t have to try, ya wanna know why, I La La Love You Goodbye, ya did nothin’ wrong, so I wrote ya this song, I La La Love You so long.” 

Somehow these words come out of my mouth like I have sung them in bars for years, yet they are new to me.  As the band kicks into the song full tilt, I sing, “I La La Love You Goodbye, I La La Love You Goodbye yi yi, ya didn’t have to try, ya wanna know why, I La La Love You Goodbye, I La La Love You so long, I La La Love You so long ong ong ong, ya did nothin’ wrong, so I wrote ya this song, I La La Love You so long.”   

I guess this is our encore the crowd wanted, but it was Impulse’s farewell to us.  Whether it is all in our minds or real, it is a unique experience, so I continue to go with the flow.

To my surprise, a ghostly holographic image appears standing next to me, as Donald T. Raitor’s last bit of earthly human energy again tries to torture us and the audience, growling, “Ya never saw a problem or chose to change your pace, so I’ll kindly wish a fond farewell and leave you to your space, though every time you’ll think of me, you might always hate my face, even so, I’ll let you go and even proudly say.” 

The entire ensemble sings as we escort his spirit into the dirt to his next life, “I La La Love You Goodbye, I La La Love You Goodbye yi yi, ya didn’t have to try, ya wanna know why, I La La Love You Goodbye.”  We would send him out with love, which he would consider the biggest insult. His last words came echoing, “I La La Love You farewell, I La La Love You farewell ell, ell, ell, ya never can tell, may see you in Hell, I La La Love You farewell.” 

Again, Impulse seems to be encouraging me to sing my truth to Terra, and hope for the best, “Ya wanna know what it means to be a real good friend, ya gotta dig down deep and stay until the end, don’t be too afraid because the road has awful bends, even so, I’ll let ya grow whatever way ya can.”  Her smile of acceptance is warming to our beasties. 

“I La La Love You Goodbye, I La La Love You Goodbye yi yi, ya didn’t have to try, ya wanna know why, I La La Love You Goodbye,” we all sing happily, dancing around the stage as the audience joins in the festivities.  “I La La Love You so long, I La La Love You so long ong ong ong, this message belongs in this simple song, I La La Love You so long.”

Terra comes out to the front of the concert stage to sing the next verse directly to me in front of everyone, with subtle humor in her tone, challenging my honest commitment to her and Mother Earth, “Even though I haven’t tried every which or way, there always seems to be an obstacle delay, happiness is fleeting and sometimes goes astray, but if you don’t try and don’t know why, I’ll have to truly say, I La La Love You Goodbye, I La La Love You Goodbye yi yi, I really did try to understand why, I La La Love You Goodbye.”

Everyone responds positively, singing to Terra, and in kind to Mother Earth, “I La La Love you so long, I La La Love You so long ong ong ong, we did nothing wrong so he wrote us this song, I La La Love You so long.”  What a fun way to conclude a day of growth for all of us. 

Punkhead jumps in, also appearing to be directed by Impulse.  His beasties change from angry to mischievous to shyly amused, as the beat changes back to my original Beasties song from earlier, adding a defiant rap about childhood trauma that affects so many, “Everyone is different, hard to compare, grew up hard and your folks weren’t there, mom was ‘gone’ and dad didn’t care, or dad’s unaware when mom’s on a tear, working or playing giving kids little care, it wasn’t our fault just to make that clear, struggle in the bubble so you’re trapped in fear, even though there are facts, fantasy’s so weird.” 

Gra and I move towards Punkhead, slow down the music and conclude with, “Livin’ for the future is absurdly yet so near, so I bid adieu, and give to you the passage of some years.”

As the band kicks into a waltzing musical interlude, Terra and I dance.  Meanwhile, Impulse imprints a positive message inside everyone’s subconscious of a world ten years in the future, showing them what life could look like if they effect change.  In another instant, Impulse shows what life could be like if the planet’s needs are not fulfilled. We all see the difference, as all minds are open. 

As the song comes around to the final chorus, another Impulse-conducted signal to slow it down, changes the beat.  Terra and Vibe join Gra and I at the front of the stage. We are surrounded by beasties representing every positive emotion with a human, as we all once again sing, “I La La Love You Goodbye, I La La Love You Goodbye yi yi, ya didn’t have to try, ya wanna know why, I La La Love You Goodbye.” 

We all feel the elation of this unique group beasties experience, and sing, “I La La Love You so long, I La La Love You so long ong ong ong, this message belongs in this simple song, I La La Love You so long.”

Most people will only consider this experience imagined and being beyond their capacity for reasonable acceptance and execution, but many will have their subconscious irrational beliefs changed for the better.

Gra steps up to the microphone alone, singing the final line of the chorus with full confidence and beauty, “Ya didn’t have to try, ya wanna know why,” pausing for suspense, he finishes, “I La La Love You Goodbye,” joined in multiple harmonies by everyone.

The crowd cheers even louder.

A beam of sunlight shines on a happy Gra, as he, Terra and I smile and wave to the audience.  

It was then we realized that Impulse had left. 

I’ve discovered through this experience that an impulse begins all change, progress or evolution.  

We have all the knowledge of the universe within our PIDI, and with rational thought, kindness, hope and commitment, magic can happen.

 

 

Epilogue – Lessons

You cannot lose what you cannot possess,

One of mother nature’s tests.

 

Size doesn’t matter and time doesn’t exist.

 

Kindness is the currency of the universe.  Spend freely.

 

There are beasties within us all.  Teach your beasties to be kind, respectful and understanding to help make your universe a better place.

 

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