I'll See You In Your Dreams

by Miller, Tony

  “The psychiatrists who actually demand the clean up, work day and night to take away Big Pharma’s long running use of Enron techniques-big show, but no positive end result. They make a lot of money going in, but no positive results. There’s hope, however, and that is the terrific news. There are physicists making breakthroughs in understanding consciousness and spiritual teachers that have developed simple techniques that actually work. Some of these have impressive degrees from Harvard and Cambridge. Highly trained doctors, nutritionists and others are getting verifiable results, but just don’t have the money to make it known to the public. The narcissist is currently in control! Stanley and I are going to change all that!”

  “Whoa! High five. Here’s to a real soul doctor!” Charlie reached across the table and gave her a high five.

  Stanley leaned forward and in a conspiratorial tone said, “Gabrielle knows the whole story!”

  “So, are we all crazy?” Casey inquired.

  Gabrielle looked around at each slowly, took out her compact, and checked her make-up. She looked slowly at each again and, while still looking in the mirror, said, “yep, I think we are!”

  They all laughed.

  Gabrielle looked at Casey. “I’m so happy you are well and in love. I am honored to know you three. I just know we’ll be friends forever.”

  “Why thank you, Gabrielle.”

  “By the way,” Stanley added, “anyone interested in what happened to Ludwig and Paul?”

  “Yes!” came the simultaneous reply.

  “It took a bit of research, but basically when the addictive qualities of heroin and cocaine became public knowledge, they lost their credibility, and the funds dried up. Paul and Ludwig began to squabble, and Ludwig’s whereabouts were being asked about over Colton’s demise. His visa expired, and he went back to Germany. He lived by various cons, usually some sugar water concoction with a bit of opium in it or as an advisor to various businesses that needed subterfuge to conceal its lack of acumen. He eventually got caught and feigned mental illness to get sent to an asylum rather than prison. His timing was poor, as psychiatry had just been given full autonomy by the Third Reich. Ludwig was on the first wave of the mentally ill sent to the gas chamber. He was put to death by his heroes.”

  There were groans all around, and then Stanley continued. “Paul married into a prominent Massachusetts family, where he entered politics. He acquired all the right contacts, and with the information he remembered from Ludwig, became a powerful psychiatric advocate. He became quite wealthy on pharmaceutical kickbacks alone. Eventually, a junkie trying to rob him shot him to death.”

  Stanley raised his hands in his best poetic justice pose.

  After a long pause, Casey spoke, “Charlie and I have a bit of a surprise to announce ourselves.”

  Charlie bit his lip, but couldn’t resist. “That’s what pregnant pauses are for.”

  “Noooo,” Stanley interjected.

  “Yep, a baby.” Charlie beamed, and Casey beamed with him.

  “It’s a girl!” Casey added.

  “Do you have a name?”

  “Alchera. We will call her Ali.”

  Stanley leaned forward. “What does that name mean?”

  “You will just have to Google it, brainy boy!”

  Dreams

  Dreams give birth to all

  Or so the ancients say

  A dreamer dreamed in antiquity

  And we were on our way

  Let there be light

  Some say he spoke anew

  I only wonder who it was

  that he spoke it to

  There were no ears to hear

  Nor eyes to take it in

  Were we part of that dreamer?

  That helped it all begin

  Our world in three dimensions

  Is dependant on me and you

  There are many sides to everything

  Created by point of view

  So if we are part of the dreamer

  And we helped create it all

  Do we have responsibility

  To help prevent its fall?

  Should we really love our fellow man

  That dreamer just like us?

  Should we turn our backs and let him fail

  And avoid a nasty fuss?

  Or do we dream a better dream

  That takes us to the side of light

  Or do we close our eyes

  And dream of eternal night?

  We can dream of love and happiness

  Or punishment for one and all

  For our wishes for others eternal fate

  May be our own at the final curtain fall.

  Tony

  aBOUT THE AUTHOR

  Tony Miller is a freelance writer, poet and internationally known hairstylist. He lives in Fresno, California with his wife. He has a passion for research, history and writing. His current venture is into Quantum Physics, and its correlation to spirituality. It has inspired him to create his story, "I'll See You In Your Dreams."