El fenómeno del trabajo por cuenta propia de las mujeres

Alec drove the car into town to get some large maps printed and got lost twice. Utomere had offered to go with him but Alec refused wanting to get out on his own. He felt elated and still had euneirophrenia from last night. His dream had edified him and he was on top of the world.

He had a hard time locating the place even with Utomere programing the business address into the car’s GPS, he was struggling with the language and the street names were foreign to him, but driving around in circles gave him a chance to see the city. After dropping the matrixes off for copying, he walked around the streets to kill time until they were ready to be picked up.

He thought about what he should buy Siri for a holiday gift and looked through several shops but all these material things seemed like insignificant baubles, tarnished and cheap compared to her splendour, and he knew that the only worthy gift he could give her was himself, his perfected heart. The treasure chest being his own chest, and his greatest treasure was his heart of gold.

Alec strolled amongst the many stores and it reminded him of Portobello Road in London. He found a vintage eighteen- karat gold pocket watch circa 1880’s at a jeweller and horologist shop. It was an expensive and exquisite timepiece. Meinard deserved it since he had rescued him from Carmen’s bitch fit.

From a nautical antique store he chose a unique astrolabe for Utomere to add to his collection. He did not know what to get for Leucothea. He would try to find out her tastes then look for something on the internet and have it shipped to the house.

Today he saw the divine in all things. He began to see signs and symbols everywhere revealing the same theme over and over again hidden in plain view. Nothing was disguised as the secret of Isis was unveiled before his eyes. Lux et veritas.

Everywhere he looked it was there, in the arts, literature, names, places and architecture. He laughed to himself out of pure joy. He did not even have to look for it. He recognised it, stamped into his consciousness as if a second sight had opened within him increasing his understanding.

Thread after thread connected weaving signs, symbols and stories into a magnificent tapestry. It had always been there throughout time, the same drama telling us to wake up. Man creating himself through his creations. The majesty and design of it was too beautiful to comprehend, humanity expressing itself. Man evolving himself.

His heart was expanding and it could not contain the abundance of fire that burned within and it started to overflow. He felt like Icarus and hoped his wax did not melt because he was flying as an eagle longing to attain celestial heights rising towards the heliosphere. Ad te levavi oculos.

He was a Christmas tree lit up from within, the coloured lights twinkling, his luminous chakras spinning and all he needed to do was to raise the fallen star to the top of the tree so she could shine her light through him.

A golden silence hung in the space of his mind as truth dawned on him like a magnificent sun, exposing miracles, dissolving myths. His laughter turned to epiphanal tears of awareness, his soul was finally awaking and he wept as he expressed a silent paean to God.

He was learning about a different kind of love and it was far greater than him, he felt changed, empowered and the core of his being was shaken. Ad lucem per amorem.

Alec spent the rest of the day in the city and it was truly enlightening. He relaxed at a café watching life stream by, just experiencing and observing, studying the natural world around him. He retrieved the maps with their intricate geometrical matrixes and drove back to Leányfalu.

After spending some time with Meinard and Utomere who were now engrossed in an intense discussion on the emerald gate of the heart, flashing universes, di-poles, multidimensionality, spinner fields, tori, couplets, and teleplanes functioning as enfolding time apertures along the event horizon.

Alec smiled at them, widening his eyes and waved his hand over his head indicating their topics were over it as well and he left for the parlour where Leucy had set out his tea as well as a book on mythology that was opened to a story about

Arachne.

Leucy obviously must have wanted him to read the tale. Alec ate some Turkish Künefe, poured his tea and began reading.

Basically the story was about a girl who received

knowledge and refused to give recognition to the goddess who had given it to her, she became vain and conceited about her gift and she was turned into a spider by the goddess.

Alec thought about his newfound awareness today and he would endeavour to acknowledge the outpouring of the gift he received.

Leucy was very much the wise old woman that she projected behind her eyes.

Alec phoned Siri after dinner and to his delight she

answered right away and his heart started beating faster when he heard her voice.

“Hi, I miss you,” Alec said in a low whisper that sounded devilishly seductive. “I had such a wonderful day today, I just had to ring and say thank you, not only for your insistence that I be a good boy and help Dr Amsel without distraction, but also for the support and influence you have given me. You inspired me to make some inner changes, to want to be an honourable man, a whole man.”

“That’s kind of you to thank me but you’ve always had the power within you. Tell me about your day,” she urged him.

“The grains of wisdom I discovered today were like pieces of gold, knowledge that any man would treasure and I would have never found it if it wasn’t for you Siri. I just phoned to share my joy with you. My heart is so full of love for you that I feel it may burst.”

“Oh Alec,” Siri smiled to herself and told him what any mother would say to their child, “you know that I love you totally and unconditionally, I always will.”

He melted. Catching his breath he asked her, “Can I be with you as soon as I’m finished here?”

“Are you going to impale me on the floor like you threatened before?” she asked smugly.

Alec laughed, “Damn. No, I wasn’t thinking about that, I just want to be with you but now that you’ve seeded my mind with that visual my body just responded to it, thank you very much, do you want me to be sexually frustrated now?”

“No Alec, I want you to be completely fulfilled,” Siri said in all seriousness.

“Then fly over here right now because I'm in pain and it's throbbing,” Alec dared her.

Siri just laughed. Alec did not, he really was in pain and he grunted under the strain of his erection. His thoughts turned to Siri swallowing his snake and he let out a lung full of air.

She could devour me for an eternity.

After he ended the call he was still enraptured. This entire day he was in a state of bliss soaring in a vimana upon the aether to a hyperborean plane, his chariot ever climbing higher towards the triangle of light to receive the crown of the sun.

Alec went to bed very early but he was too energised to sleep so he opened the ‘Tales of Argot’.