The last chapter of Frank's story, but not the end. "Le but; c'est rien. Le chemin; c'est tout."
In this, the next to the last chapter of Frank Novak's anamnesis, he is coming to grips, and acceptance with, his own inner nature.
What Frank has been both seeking and dreading has arrived. The answers he needs are to be found in Hell, and to get them he has to go down that hole.
Frank is forced to face more ugly truths. And just as he sees light at the end of the tunnel, an elegant demolition of his plans and hopes is executed. His responses are typical. And then he finds a photo that may have been Loony Lily's inspiration.
Job hunting isn't easy during a crash. But Frank now remembers the last pieces surrounding that violin. And he finally hears from his daughter; but is stunned at what she has to say.
The gates are beginning to move easier for Frank. More and more comes back. Unfortunately, he cannot believe some of it; just too over the top. But there it is. He now remembers Lily and Al's 'relationship'. And it's time to go back to work.
Frank forces himself to face the sexual abuse of his parents. He becomes involved in a meditation on the nature of Evil, and his own psychological state of mind; both past and present.
The reason for Frank's puzzling, strange, zombie-like periods becomes apparent when he finally unearths the horrifying memories of EST being used to wipe his mind "clean" of his past. Now he knows why they used to refer to him as "Fritz".
Frank faces his uncomfortable youth, tracing his steps, hoping to find more clues as to what happened.
Frank comes to again in a hospital room. Later he is made to 'learn to ride a bike' by the very monsters that put him in the hospital. Four years later he steals a toy knife that unleashes a murderous rage on him...again.
Intuitively feeling his way into recovering his lost memory, Frank lets a ghost out. A ghost of an Adrenalin rage.
Frank recalls his first experiences of living "On the Island": The neighborhood kids, suddenly realizing he is way behind the others, the birth of his little brother...and his grandmother reading the tarot for him.
The aftermath of the funeral leads to a surprising discovery: After all those decades, Frank remembers where he saw that violin.
Though Frank had predicted just how it would end, the circumstances surrounding it were stunning.
The 'Big Guns' have now been rolled out. A concerted effort is launched by the 'family' to get the dog back in its kennel. However they are falling on the ears of a changed man. Frank is not who he will be yet; but he is no longer who he was.
A hole opens in the wall blocking Frank's recollections and early memories flow back. Though they are not the run-of-the-mill reveries of childhood.
The work continues for Frank on two levels. He is delving ever deeper into his own soul, seeking the sources of his personality. And his memories are re-surfacing, unpredictably. He now remembers why he couldn't recall what the bathroom in the apartment looked like for so long.
A new twist throws The Year of the Golden Pig into the mix. And Frank is having a harder and harder time accepting all of this.
Frank begins the decent into his own psyche, holding up a mirror to himself. But the 'October People' are not done yet.
Fate lends a hand to Frank finally and gives him a Time Capsule of sorts; even if it is just one small glimpse back into time. A time he no longer remembered...until now.
After dealing with the October People, now the real work begins. Not only in resurrecting a dead child, but in beginning to understand that this new knowledge means a new person must emerge...somehow.
Finally, with a bit more to work with Frank and Melissa begin piecing together a working hypothesis.
An opportunity suddenly presents itself, and Frank uses Hamlet's idea to good advantage.
He remembers going to Davey Jones' Locker, but his recall is shattered by more than just the horror. The Present re-intrudes itself with deadly intent. And he develops a test if he runs into the 'Family' again.
With concentration, more memories emerge, ones not thought of in 50 years. Among them the first recollection of a Circus that leaves Frank strangely affected.
Seeing through the Brick Wall of Time proves to be illuminating and at the same time frustrating.
Frank strives to pull together from memory what he can of the lives of his grandparents, to build a picture of them as individuals beyond the label of 'grandparents'..
Dreams, which led the way, now flow through the breach, desperately trying to communicate...something.
Frank had never given the idea of 'Repressed Memories' any thought; it didn't apply to him. He is about to find out to the contrary. Without warning his world is destroyed forever.
A decision is forced upon Frank now. One more step closer to the maelstrom that will swirl him into his Fate, to bring him to the brink of his own unknown abyss.
Frank has no idea he is about to 'go through the Looking Glass' and see something he had no idea existed...and yet is so eerily familiar somehow.
Frank's eyes are opening wider to the realities of his family and his past relationships with them. More questions arise that clamor for light.
The annual October visit is here, complete with the bizarre monologues as always.
Completely stunned by the reception afforded he and his wife during the Wake, Frank sets to work trying to understand why such behavior happened.
The surprise awaiting Frank and Melissa at the Wake is one that will have far-reaching reverberations...that no one could have foreseen.
Frank and Melissa leave for the funeral. On the way they discuss the very strange events of the past month.
Did you ever wonder what suddenly recalling repressed traumatic memories does to a life? This novel is based on an actual anamnesis. The characters are fictitious, but the chronicle is faithful to the process. It is as close as you can get to knowing what it is like...from the inside.
This staple of the kitchen is easy to grow organically and will provide you with bigger, tastier bulbs than available in the stores. And once you have grown it you don't ever have to buy it again.
Hope you rested up well over the winter because now the work begins in earnest.
Shallots are the Aristocrats of the kitchen, and with good reason. They are very easy to grow as well. Here's how to save money and at the same time have an abundance of savory shallots for your favorite recipes.
The final chapter of "Tales From Mephitis": But not the end.
Frank makes his decision: So does his Daimon. Rod begins to panic.
The new owner reveals himself. Decision time for Frank: What options are left? Rod has a plan and Timmer a new get-rich idea.
Once again Frank is being forced into a corner. But Rod has Powerball dreams. All the men are beginning to make their choices.
The Tea Party gets its way: The stations are up for sale and the scramble begins.
The long-dreaded moves to close the facilities begin. Unknowingly Frank is face to face with a test of his understanding. Is change possible? Once again he is forced to "Untergang".
Though unsettled weather is still likely, April begins the work in earnest.
Anton rebels against his past role. Frank tells some of his story. Dreams and dreaming.
Anton returns to take up his old position and Rod tries to find homes for "his" cats.
It is too early for working the soil in Upstate New York, but there are still some things to look to before the growing season begins in earnest.
Frank stumbles across a tantalizing clue to his past. And Timmer has a get-rich scheme.
Frank finds he is being re-located...to the home base of "Timmer from Genoa"
This is a primer on what is known as “Backyard Sugaring”. Following this article, you can, as we have done for decades, provide you and yours with all the delicious syrup you can lovingly devour.
The Maiden Goddess Archetype still teaches those who hear...and can destroy those who don't heed.
Commercial Potato Growers will tell you that you cannot grow potatoes organically; without fungicides and pesticides. You most assuredly can.
When the pupil is ready the teacher will appear…or the Daimon.
Frank realizes where he is: At the Center of Hell, in The Wasteland of the Grail Legends.
"De gustibus non est disputandum" may be true, but that doesn't stop the boys from getting heated about their food.
Frank's Foreman, Anton, takes his Sabbatical. We're introduced to The Toad.
Descriptions of what are in our, and our customers', opinion the best acclimated and tastiest vegetables for this area and others like it.
Frank is surprised to realize he is beginning to affect his co-workers, and he finds he is seeing himself through new eyes.
He is assigned to descend to the 5th Circle of Hell, and finds himself moving ever deeper among and into the minds of those around him.
Frank begins to learn more about what makes his fellow workers tick, and what their lives have taught, and cost, them.
“Eli, Eli, lama sa-bach tha-ni?” Matthew 27:46 No matter how much one wishes to believe, the Dark Night of the Soul remains.
Frank begins a surprising, given the surroundings, extended conversation on a period of the nation's past, and philosophy. An unexpected 'message' is viewed with suspicion and reflection.
Just as Frank is beginning to feel like he's gaining a little breathing room, Life seems Hell-bent on maliciously tripping him up. But he also finds an unexpected conversation starting.
A new phase begins for Frank Novak. Besides the physical struggles, now is the time of exposure, and the reckoning with his view of himself.
Time devours its creations. That is something we all know, but we all live as if it won't, can't, happen to us.
"Let the games begin." It is time for the 'Pecking Order' to be established: There is no escaping it. Which makes it all the more irksome to those who hate to play games.
The metaphorical and literal Descent begins in earnest, as he begins to grasp what he's in for now.
They say that in Hell the punishment fits the sin. His sin was the pride of the Solitary Man.
Be careful what you wish for: You may just get it. Frank got the job. Now comes the hard part...
This is a work of fiction in the sense that ‘The Cossacks’ by Tolstoy was a work of fiction. That being said: Ladies, think twice about going where this class of men work.
"There is no simpleton who is not malicious." Balthazar Gracian
Like to play games? Wish there was a game that was just fun to play without worrying about who is winning and who is losing? There is: Cheaters’ Scrabble.
"The Toothless get Ruthless" as Roger Waters said.
Sometimes in today's gritty reality Christmas may seem to have lost its magic. But good hearts can turn what seems to be a tragedy into a blessing; sometimes...with a little help.
A good heart is not enough. Good intentions are not enough. Sometimes there is nothing that can be done that will turn out the way you want. Wisdom is the hard-won state of acceptance.
Does a question even make sense to ask if it cannot be answered?
For over 40 years, I've been searching off and on for the perfect way to bake a superior loaf of bread.
This marvelous, often over-looked vegetable is a staple in the Orient, and for good reasons: It is delicious, easy to grow, and if stored properly will last till the Spring Equinox.
Regardless of the cause or causes, ‘Climate Change’ as it has been dubbed, is real and in our face. Adaptations will have to be made, like it or not, whether it agrees with our
November is the “Gray Month”. Compared to the flamboyance of October, it seems bereft of beauty; raw and bleak. Not true.
Thinking of raising chickens? You’ve seen pictures of adorable chicks somewhere, right? Ever see Spielberg’s movie “Gremlins”?
A look at the remaining chores needed to be addressed before winter really sets in around the garden and homestead.
The Squirrel tree frog is a southeastern species, yet apparently it is now here in upstate New York, at least in this locale.
The Boom and Bust cycle of Capitalism has a new Bubble: The U.S. Stock Markets. And once again no one wants to state the obvious.