With her orange paint she posted a big NO above the passage. The WAY OUT was a trifle tighter than it had been going in.The sun was shining, birds sin...ing, white butterflies over a sloping meadow of wildflowers. At the end of the meadow, a rapid river moved, splashing over and between sunlit boulders. David, wearing shorts, Berks and a Tee, was fly-fishing along the bank.The Suburban was parked next to a 5 man pop up tent. Wendy was at a small fire cooking a hotdog for a beautiful 7 year old. You have all grown up on this planet under the rule of WestHem and you know what their system has done to us. We are second class citizens on our own planet. I won't try to duplicate the speeches of Governor Whiting here today because I'm just not up to the task. But I know that all of you have been listening to her words and that most of you agree with what she has been saying. It is time for us to break free of WestHem by whatever means necessary. I want none of you to make any mistake about. You know what I mean, taking a projection and turning it into something that looked like flesh and bone. She was a little transparent, but better than the shadows I conjured up before. I wanted to reach out and touch her. I wanted to feel her substance but I restrained that impulse."Look," she started. "Spirits don't die so don't worry about that. We just don't die." Well, where do they go," I asked."Guess," she replied. Then after a rather long pause as I tried to figure out what she was. 3, 2, 1 HAPPY NEW YEAR...It was midnight and all of us went outside to watch the fireworks display that was in my town. I live very near the town and you could see it like you were there.It was a nice fireworks display.We all wished a good year to each other and hugged and I think we kissed, a peck for a good year.Then we continued to party.It got really late I don't know how late maybe 4-5am I really can't remember now and we got sleepy."I'm tired..." Ben said yawning."Same." I replied."I'm.