Chapter 1 

In The Imaginary Land of One's Birth

I was like a beam of light and could put myself in the most specific place, looking in so that suddenly the mundane looked huge and imposing. I zapped into a living room and watched a harmless conversation between two middle-aged people their faces like giant planets before zapping back to my new home. I found I could do this to anything, anywhere and visited a lot of my old haunts. I went to a few ballparks and spied on a small battle in a war zone I had never heard of. I couldn’t say why I felt such disappointment but that was certainly there. No question. I would intrude, invade and be kind of smart-aleky about it, thinking I was getting away with something but then I would return home and say to myself, “I don’t miss anything,” and before long this ability left me and I looked at Earth for a very long time understanding that it would sprout with the same stuff over and over again and it was beautiful in its way.





David Eide
January 24, 2014