posted on Sep, 9 2010 @ 01:37 PM
Halloween Night 1978
Cylena was the typical 13 year old girl with scads of admirers at school just beginning to notice her for her 'maturity' accompanied by her
incredible and sparkling blue eyes which only cast a shadow when she flashed her long and thick dark eyelashes to wink or blink in their direction
which always sent shivers down the spines of her male classmates.
No doubt she would have no problem finding a date for the Halloween Ball which was the biggest event of the year at Perry Middle School in the mid
sized town in rural Pennsylvania, her Mother had told her during the summer as they sewed and sequenced several choices to wear. Her Mother a designer
of fashionable kids clothing, had assured her as much.
Already the chill night air had given way to the storms on the horizon blowing in fast from the North.
Having tried on at least 7 different costumes Cyrena decided on the Typical Purple witch outfit, the warmer of the seven, which framed her budding
curves and although sensible and sedate, also gave her the appearance of a slightly sexy grown up, which was the look she was most striving for.
"Cylena! You better hurry honey your date will be here in a few minutes!"
"Cylena? did you hear me?"
"Hang on Mom I'll be down in about 10."
No sooner than Cylena reached midway down the antique oak spiral staircase the doorbell rang, a small group of gools and ghosts stood with arms
outstretched pillowcases open at the end and shouting "Trick or Treat!"
She reached into the large black wrought iron calderon sitting beside the door and handed them all large fist fulls of sweets.
"Happy Halloween" she said as they raced off back into the night.
Walking into the kitchen where her Mom and her best friend Carol sat sipping the festive looking 'brew' topped with a luscious dollop of whipped
cream, she stood and raised her arms out to the sides and made a pirouette at the entryway.
"Oh, Cylena! You look amazing darling!" exclaimed Carol, "A true witch you are tonight my sweet daughter" stated her Mom proudly.
Pretty bitchin' huh? Or should I say Witchin? They all burst out in laughter and jumped up to begin dancing to the song Werewolves of London which
just come on the radio.
Cylena shouted out "If anyone was to see us right now they would think us a bunch of spazzes!" "Well" said Carol, "'We' may look like a couple
of spazes but you, you are no spaz honey, you look like the queen of the witches tonight."
"Blanch, do you think it is time?" Cylenas Mom looked peering at her best friend but moved over to the China hutch in the corner of the room and
pulled out a small wooden box and walked back over to her daughter.
"This being your 13Th Halloween my love, it is time I shared something I also wore on my 13Th, it is as old as time itself and something which has
been handed down for more generations than anyone knows.
Cylena lifted the lid on the simple little box and her eyes opened wide at the sight of the gems catching the light and reached in to take out the
most exquisite necklace she had ever seen.
The color of autumn fire filled her senses as she pulled out the burnt orange to deep red jeweled necklace and her Mother stood behind her to help
fasten it around her long slender neck. Carol held a dressing mirror before her and Cylena with tears in her eyes asked, "What is it? Ruby? Topaz?"
as the colors seem to change as it reflected the colors surrounding it, "no my love it is far more rare than either of those, this is a gemstone
called garnet fire, but not like the similar gems, the typical ones found in the world today, these are not even from this world, from a faraway
"Oh Mom! Now I know your kidding me!" "No dear I am not, but we can discuss this another time. I just heard your, date, trip over the flower pots
on the front porch"...
With that Cylena hurried to the front door and opened it to find Charley dusting off the potting soil from his Superman costume, little flecks of
pearlite still clinging to his chest.
"Um, sorry cylena, I um, tripped"
"Oh Charlie are you alright?" "Well I am but your Mom's Mums are not." He handed the broken stems to Cylena who insisted her Mom could simply
replant them and that it was perfectly fine as long as he was OK.
Charlie was the shortest boy in the 9Th grade, with unruly flaming red hair and an abundance of freckles, a shy demeanor, but one of Selena's
favorite people to hang out with as they both shared the same passion for the Sciences and Astronomy. Charley had the uncanny ability to point out
each and every star in the sky and know something about each one. Constellations were his specialty and that was how they could sit on the cool grass
in the backyard for hours over the summer together and just talk amongst themselves or and even better sometimes just enjoy each other's company in
silence, a comfortable silence.
"Charlie! you look so strong and handsome tonight said Blanch Cylena's Mom from behind the doorway." "You kids better get going,you have a long
night ahead and I wouldn't want you to miss a moment of the fun awaiting you."
"You both know the rules and in by Midnight."
"Catch ya on the rebound Mom."
With that they set off walking in the direction of the school. "Cylena, you look really cool tonight." "Thanks Charlie, and you know Superman is my
favorite comic book character, you really look rad."
For the next couple of blocks neither of them spoke a word and instead kept their attention on the trick or treaters running back and forth across the
streets candy bags filling up, at one point a particularly chubby pirate had spilled his entire bag of loot, Charley and Cylena stopped to help him
hoist his 'treasures' back into his booty bag.
Entering the auditorium which had been transformed visually into a fall decorative delight was only upstaged by the smell of old tennis shoes and
cinnamon pumpkin spice. The evening was a typical teenage dance really with the populars dancing into a frenzy as the night wore on and the less
than's keeping the bleachers along the walls of the spacious room occupied and warm.
Cylena and Charlie sat for the most part 3 rows up watching as spectators rather than participants. They did however hit the floor when a few songs
came over the PA, songs like "last dance" by Donna summers, "You really got me" by Van Halen, and Rod Stewart's, "You're in my heart". Cylena
declined when Charlie asked her to dance to "Brick House."
At the end of the night 3 of Cylenas best friends all dressed as playboy bunnies, and their dates came up to the odd couple and begged them to come
meet at a private house party being thrown by one of the high school jocks whose parents were away from town. They had to decline as it was fast
approaching midnight and the walk home would be just enough time to get there if they left shortly.
Charlie grabbed two cups of the punch as they headed towards the exit stopping only briefly to smell the contents for any unsuspecting extras which
may have been dumped in by the hardcore partiers. Deciding all was safe he handed one to Cylena and took a long drink of the second before tossing
the empty cup in the bin at the door.
The night air had dropped by several degrees since their arrival and Charlie removed his cape to drape over Cylenas practically bear shoulders.
walking slowly through the empty streets save a few lit houses all was quiet and peaceful.
"Charlie, why don't we take the long way home and just pass by that party on the way home? We wont stop, I just want to spy on them for a
"OK Cylena, will do! But lets not stop we need to keep on truckin' you know, midnight and all." "Then we better boogie Charley!"
As they passed the party a very disheveled looking Frankenstein was on the front lawn puking his guts out, his girlfriend dressed as Daisy Duke
hurling insults upon him and threatening a major breakup in the morning. From the front window you could see standing room only in the cramped house
and loud music by Led Zeppelin was blaring out onto the streets, dogs were barking and the red and blue lights at the end of the street were the
indication to step it up a notch as they headed down the back streets towards Cylenas home.
"Hey Cylena, do remember the old haunted mansion by the park we used to go to every Halloween night just for a good scare as old lady Mckinney used
to chase us off?" "I know she really needed to take a chill pill." "Wonder what ever happened to her?"
Did she die?" "I don't know Cylena, maybe she did and her spirit is still there, waiting for unsuspecting trick or treaters to step on her lawn so
she could choke them with her chains or something." At this point charlie holds up his fists as if shaking a chain at Cylenas neck."Ahhh, Charlie
stop!" Breaking into laughter Charlie apologized and they both broke into a run headed towards the old mansion and mean old McKinney.
The house to their surprise was fully lit and the sounds of laughter could be heard in the otherwise dead silence of the night, a swirling wind picked
up as they stepped up onto the porch to take a peek inside through the front bay _
No sooner than they stuck their noses to the glass the door opened and out stepped Carol in a long dark velvet hooded cape,
"Ah, I see you two finally arrived! We have been expecting you, come on in and get out of the cold children."
Cylena's Mom dressed in a cape similar to Carols but blood red in color rushed up to give them both a hug and a tall man dressed in the same only
white handed them each a pewter goblet filled with a honey amber colored liquid, "Happy Halloween kids."
Old Mrs. McKinney walked up arthritically and draped over her arms were two capes, one a deep rich green which she acknowledged towards Charlie and
then turning slowly offered the remaining royal purple to Cylena.
They each took the capes but looked at one another in astonishment and confusion as they slipped into the robes. as they did , so the room seemed to
fall away, at least as they knew the room to be, another set of physics appeared like a loud pop, and no longer were they standing in the foyer of the
old mansion, but out in a meadow of sorts surrounded by trees that were of a color unknown to them before, the tree's appeared to be part of the
celebration, the party and were communicating telepathically with guests!
Multicolored candles free floated above their heads and the meadow itself was surrounded by tables fully decorated and overflowing with trays brimming
with cakes, fruits and foods of every kind.
A fountain in the center spilled out the same amber liquid as they had been given and guests placed their goblets in to refill as they passed by. The
taste of the liquid was pure ambrosia, it was thicker now than when they first sipped it in the foyer, but tasted even sweeter, fresher than the first
drink which between that and the capes brought them here.
Cylena ran to Carol and asked "Where's my Mom?" Carol told her, "Blanch is not your 'real' Mom, at least not in this dimension." "what"?
"What do you mean Carol, she is my real Mom, where is she?" "That's not important, what is is that you tonight stand up and accept the great
lineage you have been kept from for the past 12 years, tonight you discover who you really are, who your true parents are and how life will be for you
in the present and future."
At once all the guests raised thier goblets and began to emminate a sound vibrational frequency, not from their mouths but seemingly from every pore
of their beings, a sound unlike any before heard by Cylena and Charlie, together they stood, not afraid as the energy which surrounded them was of
pure love, light and compassion.
Not only could they hear the music but could also feel it like a warm embrace. The energy in the space began to pulsate with the frequency and even
the molocules of the air became like tiny pin points of life and illumination.
As with a lightheaded sensation,both Charlie and Cylena began to float up, up into the air. The light molocules actually caressing them and allowing
the physical sensations to send them higher and higher 20-30 feet above the rest until it became clear another space had appeared before them more
brilliant, magnificent than before.
As they breathed the microscopic light molecules filled their chests with a sort of liquid consistency until breathing completely ceased and only the
comfort of a baby in the mothers womb could describe their experience.
Once they became accoustomed to this higher vibrational frequency did they see their real parents for the first time, Charlies on the left and Cylenas
on the right.
It was no accident that they had connected on the lower astral plane of existence for in this realm they were both the children of the creators of
reality. She of the female and he of the male.
All time and eternity melted into a single moment, into a pinpoint of crystal clear and abundant clarity. A moment when eternity penetrates time.