The Vortex of Vor—A story in Twelve Parts . . . 9 of 12

And the tale continues . . .

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Like two swirling, spiral galaxies, the two stars now intertwined, then danced and played, and played and danced, in and out of each other’s spirally arms.

 

This duo’s pyrotechnic flash and dance, entranced the stars from near and far, drawing them forth to gather round, and see something quite profound. In awe of these unique cosmic leaps of flame, the denizens of heaven showered them with stardust and fame.

 

The Vortex of Vor, came by and by, and held them both up in her gossamer wings of lacy stardust. She gave them a kiss and offered her bliss: eternal light, and life, and song.

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The Vortex of Vor—A story in Twelve Parts . . . 8 of 12

And the tale continues . . .

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“A new body, oh wow!” She was pleased to see she liked what she found—a body that shined and glowed in the midnight blackness, while shooting off fireworks like a fourth of July madness!

Then, near the corner of her eye, as tiny as a fly, a star, almost cat-like it seemed, caught her by surprise, with a love bite of all things! It swirled and curled around her, as if it had a tail, then speaking with a slight purr, this gave her quite a stir, for it spoke in a funny way, oh, what could she say! It asked why she came so distant, why so far from home, at first she could not answer, yet from her mouth, without a hesitation she spoke:

 “To Play! To Dance! 

                              For ME! 

                       And for all the sparkling stars to see!”


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The Vortex of Vor—A story in Twelve Parts . . . 7 of 12

And the tale continues . . .

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In a flutter of a heart beat the motion slowed down. Where was she now? And what did she find? A new place! But how could this be? And safe? I guess she shall see. It was somewhere but nowhere and everywhere it seemed! She felt for her kitty, but kitty was not in her arms! “All alone, oh no! and my kitty she’s gone!” But no, that was not so, there were voices and song, from the outer reaches of space, as well as next to her face, voices calling out to her sweetly, soothing and strong.

In her confusion, without kitty she flung out her arms, grasping for something, anything to latch onto—there was nothing. Nothing at all! No hands! No arms! No body! All, all, gone!

She squeezed her eyes tightly, not wanting to peek, in case she might freak! “Oh please take a peek, you’re in for a treat!” the melodious voices did speak. She tweaked an eye open, just barely a slit, and what did she find? Spirals of stardust, sparkling and shimmering, coiling and spinning, replacing her body, her arms!

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The Vortex of Vor—A story in Twelve Parts . . . 6 of 12

And the tale continues . . .

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With a boom then a bang, loomed a voice with this command: “Open your eyes silly thing, you came for an answer and answer you’ll find!” spoke The Vortex of Vor, Goddess of Starlight, on this heavenly night.

With a fling and a swing, she opened heaven’s doors, sending forth swirls of bright light, and catching them in their downward flight. Swirling and curling, her fluttering arms, The Vortex of Vor, with a wink and a grin, gave them a spin. “Oh what is this thing and look at those glittering wings,” thought the girl, holding tightly to kitty, for all her dear life! She sighed with relief, a bit tired and wired, but at least not expired!

She held onto sweet kitty, with all of her might, and kitty purring softly, what a delight! Next, The Vortex of Vor spun them round and about, it was all just a blur, of human and fur! She wound them up tightly and spit them both out, with a shout: “here you go,” then flung them far out. As the stars whizzed on by them, at a zippy dip, in her throat was her heart, and a new fear that seemed, oh so near.

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The Vortex of Vor—A story in Twelve Parts . . . 5 of 12

And the tale continues . . .

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KA-BLAM! Stars splashed across the blackness, at dizzying speeds, first zillions, then godzillions, all at once, it so seemed. To the left they assaulted her, and again to the right! then above! and below! oh, this did not feel right! And now, even closer the stars gathered around, crowding and pushing from all directions, squeezing her so small, so round. And now there she was, all alone with them in this night, no bigger than dust on a pinhead, and so overwhelmed by this sight! Next fear—that dagger, kept carefully hidden in a box—it’s cold fingers reached out, like a sly winter fox, and took hold of her still beating heart! She lost her direction, her desire to dream, and began to free fall, and that was not all, she felt she could soon disappear forever, as quick as a puff! “Oh kitty cat where are you? this all is too much!”

“But kitty! Oh kitty! she’s still in my arms!” She came to the rescue, oh how she did charm, a fear that’s so ancient, and yet not at all then takes a deep breath, no longer alarmed.

“Oh kitty, yes kitty, I melt into you, you helped me let go, to something, and nothing, and you!”

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The Vortex of Vor—A story in Twelve Parts . . . 4 of 12

And the tale continues . . .

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Off, off to the window with kitty she leaped, flying over dark fields—with nary a peep—earth disappearing below, then heaven in reach, but no! She passed through! into stardust at last! which embraced and enveloped, as warm cosmic gas. Yet higher and higher, and still she kept on, not shielding her eyes, for the stars lead her on. The further she soared, the more she did strain, for what? she was not sure of, not yet, but soon she shall see.

She was on an adventure, a mission, so sure and so true, and with kitty, most precious of friends, how could she fail, how could she lose!  And travel and travel, they kept on through the night, this determined duo, with a desire to know, a desire on fire, a desire so right.

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The Vortex of Vor—A story in Twelve Parts . . . 3 of 12

And the tale contInues . . .

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Oh kitty cat, smart kitty cat, let’s fly through the night, then guide us and find us, The Goddess of Starlight, who will transport us on, from there, then beyond, to the ME in this life!

Oh kitty cat, fearless kitty cat, let’s do it this night, and do it we will without any fright!

Oh kitty cat, adventurous kitty cat, hold on to me tight!

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