Son of the Sun - Orfeo Angelucci-pages

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your course in life, you were never really coarse or ugly within. You were never insensitive to the sea of higher verities around you. You merely chose to be oblivious to it in an objective degree. Now suddenly you have jumped, or fallen, into it. That’s all. Go ahead with your story.” “Orfeo,” he began again, “you seem to paint me as pure white. Please know that there are many spots on and around me. But 1 cn enough of that. “After I rented the cabin where I am now staying, the entire desert valley around me seemed to become a place of mellow things. There was such a honey-like character about everything that it seemed like the halfway place between our earth and Paradise. Perhaps the people here are like people anywhere else, but you feel that nothing could mar the mystic promise that hovers over this valley perpetually. Even the most blase and indifferent person seems to feel a soft spell of some kind here. I cannot name it. You don’t know of anyone who has found a name for such a spell. You feel momentarily the very square yard of sandy ground under your feet can carry you away to the stars— even into the sun.” At the last words he paused, gazed deeply into space and, his voice dropping to a whisper as though reliving a divine moment, he repeated slowly, deliberately, “Yes, indeed. Into the sun... and out again.” I poured a little more coffee into our cups, letting him keep to himself whatever he saw or felt. Then, hoping to draw him out more, I interrupted him again. “Earl and you are likeable fellows, Adam. Odd that you are both from Seattle. You seem to know about him too. You knew guidance.” ad 1 answer to my question. “That is strange,” he said. “T seem to have known him all the xro.rd rd dd 1 1 a 44 SON OF THE SUN had that fine thread of essence in you, all the time. No matter what where he was staying, for you came here tonight by your own Adam looked at me in surprise. He groped mentally for an time. Yet I have never seen him. I don’t know how or when the fact that this was his place occurred to me.”