CH 5: Rose Connects to Jack on the Spiritual Plane
Rose turned around, and looked at Jack. Her eyes were lowered, because she did not want to let Jack in on what she was feeling. She sighed, because she was feeling so confused. Suddenly, thoughts were just rushing in and out of her mind, seemingly popping out of other 'places', or so that was how she referred to them, because she had never felt thoughts such as the ones she was experiencing now. She didn't even know how to explain what she was feeling, because they felt so bizarre! She thought to herself, 'If I can simply talk without looking him straight in the eye, I can, hopefully confuse him, so that he will go away!'
Jack, however, could sense that Rose was in pain, and was experiencing a great degree of confusion. Somehow, something deep down inside just TOLD him this. 'Rose - " he said, his voice trailing, "Rose, honey, what's wrong?" Jack tried to lower his head so that he could at least ascertain the expression on her face. But to no avail! Rose was moving her lowered head away from Jack's direction, as though she was deliberately attempting to avoid making any type of contact with Jack, for some strange reason! Jack was caught in a quandary, he thought to himself, 'there's got to be a way I can reach out to her. I mean, I KNOW something's bothering her, but I'm not sure WHAT!'
Jack knew the proverbial saying that spiritual bards, seers, archaeologists, mathematicians, and biologists have known for centuries; the eyes are the gateway to the soul. Armed with this knowledge, he, gently placed his hand underneath Rose's chin, which was in a supine position. Her head was lowered, so that the top of her skull was slanted at a 45-degree angle in relation to the ground. Anyone who has ever watched rainfall will know that rain falls to the ground at this exact angle. Her chin was so close to the front of her neck, that it almost touched her neck. Her chin was making a 10-degree angle in relation to her neck. Spiritual seers of the soul recognize this posture as a sign of self- resignation, or a sign of confusion. A person who is emotionally and spiritually self-confident will hold the head in an upright position, on the vertical plane of spirituality, and will have an eye gaze that is perfectly horizontal in its path with the horizon. The ancients would have said that a spiritually content person will look another right in the eye, and will make eye contact with the horizon in a straight line, or a 180- degree angle. Jack gently lifted Rose's head, and made direct eye contact with her eyes.
Jack was overwhelmed by what he saw. Being a natural born artist, it was second intuition to him that the shape of the eye is in the geometric shape of the vesica Pisces. Ancient artists were quite familiar with sacred geometry, which is the study of the numerical and geometric nature of such things in nature as: flowers, and shells. Ancient artists believed that it was these geometric patterns that connected all living things to the greater cosmos of the universe, which they believed was God. Jack, as an artist, understood that there was an uncanny and precise order to things in nature. He could see this when he painted. He noticed that he was constantly using measurements by the ratio of: 1, 2, 4, 8, 16, when he painted. He also used straight lines, and angles a lot. For him, it was second nature, and he noticed that there was a numerical and precise, and a mathematical order to nature, because it became obvious in measurement, when he painted. However, he could sense a greater spirituality, and harmony, and aesthetic ness to everything he painted. It was his aim to tell a story, and to express emotions, and feelings, and to create an esoteric and pleasurable feeling in people when they looked at his paintings. He, always felt that there was a certain sort of emotion, of feeling, or esoteric and aesthetic quality in nature, and he felt that there was a sort of spiritual quality to nature, that appeared to emanate from the mathematical nature of everything in nature, and appeared to tie all that was found in nature together into a larger picture, and give it meaning in a larger and beautiful framework, which he surmised had been created by A HIGHER SPIRITUAL POWER! Jack always felt he had accomplished his goals if people, by viewing his paintings, were brought to a higher spiritual plane of realization. In any case, when he looked in Rose's eyes, he noticed that it was in the perfect shape of the vesica Pisces, which is the almond shape that is formed when one will draw one circle of equal measurement in the center of another circle. Jack knew that it is quite awe inspiring and scintillating to look at. However, he was drawn into the center of Rose's soul via the vast blueness of her eyes. Her eyes were a very deep blue colour, which appeared to have no end. Also, her eyes were so rich and meaningful in colour, and depth, that they appeared to tell a story of some sort. Jack swore, by looking into her eyes, that some sort of powerful and primeval spirit lay stirring, waiting to be wakened by some equally strong force, at the right time. Jack could also see the exploding pixels of colour in her eye, which served to add to the depth and the intensity of the picture. These pixels, which were caused by pigments in the eye, reminded Jack of the higher flowers that will tower above the regular weeds on a hot prairie day, thereby accosting the visitor with a wealth of clusters of extra richness of colour and background.
Rose was quite taken aback by Jack's gesture, and she was shocked and startled at the same time. It was the first time anyone had been so bold enough as to forcibly inquisition her regarding her personal problems. Usually, the other classmates simply accepted responses on face value, and chose to delve no deeper. Rose still did not want to confront the painful feelings she was encountering, so she turned her head away, and said quite distantly, in a trailing voice, "nothing -." No sooner had she said that, than she felt Jack's firm grip of his left hand pull her chin to the left, so that she was making direct eye contact with him. This gesture stunned Rose, because it was the first time anyone had actually gone to such great lengths to offer her any kind of support, or to inquire into her personal problems. Rose could feel a warm sensation in her heart, because she could sense that Jack actually cared about her feelings, and this meant a lot for Rose!
Jack's voice became quite firm and steely, and its tone reminded Rose of a stiff steel rod someone might use in the attempt to probe an object for valuable information. In fact, Jack's voice reminded Rose so much of a probing rod, that Rose got the feeling that Jack was trying to probe her for questions. Jack said, "Now, Rose, I know you probably think I'm some sort of jerk, what with me pushing you to the wall to try to find out what's wrong with you. And, right now, you probably resent me for it, and I don't blame you. But Rose, I got a feeling that THERE'S SOMETHING THAT'S JUST NOT RIGHT WITH YOU, AND I'M NOT RESTING UNTIL I FIND OUT WHAT'S EATING YOU. Now, I know that you probably think I'm some sort of annoying busybody by doing this, BUT I GOT THIS NIGGLING FEELING THAT THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG WITH YOU." Then Jack looked at Rose with a tender look, and his face reflected a look of genuine concern and care, as he said, "AND I'M NOT RESTING UNTIL I FIND OUT WHAT IT IS! HONEY, I'M HERE TO HELP YOU!" Rose noted that Jack's demeanour had given her a lot of support. Suddenly, she felt as though she was not alone in a struggle against darkness, which had just started in her life, which, even, SHE couldn't understand or identify!
Rose looked down towards the ground, but this time, her gesture told Jack that she was simply confused, and needed time for contemplation, and not that she was trying to hide something from him. She said, in a very meandering voice, whose tone reflected confusion, "Well, I don't know." Then she looked up at Jack, and Jack saw immediately that her eyes reflected a sense of deep desperation, in fact, her eyes were pleading for help, from his soul. This look startled Jack, and woke up his soul. It was from that point onwards that Jack realized that there was something that was dangerous and shifty that was stalking Rose's soul, and that Rose was in constant and imminent danger from!
Jasmine, the invisible soul, that presages and follows humanity in all of its endeavours, was watching the entire scene from her invisible place in the fabric of time. She knew what was going on, and she was laughing silently to herself, because she had realized, as Jack hadn't that Rose harboured a very powerful spirit, not unlike her own, which was capable of communicating with and reaching out to peoples' souls, and communicating concerns to them.
Jack was not quite so spiritual, but, at that moment, something clicked for him in a far off dimension, called the spiritual realm. This change was so distant and sudden, that Jack, himself, did not realize what had happened, but he did realize that something, for him, had permanently changed, and that his life would never be the same again. He also realized that Rose needed help, and that he had to help her. Besides, when he looked into her eyes, he had been drawn into her gaze by something addictive, something enthralling, something deeper, and captivating. Something so deep that no one can identify with it, but can sense its presence, that calls out to the deeper essence of humanity, and holds it in its grasp. Jack was an artist, and therefore, he could sense the spiritual world in nature, because that was what he communicated to others in his paintings. He could sense, to some extent, the spiritual nature of others, and he had a second intuition, or a sixth sense, that simply told him when people needed help. And like a minuteman, he was always present to help people in spiritual distress sort out their needs.
Rose sighed in resignation as she looked down towards the ground. Her own brain felt dizzy, what with all of those thoughts, many of which were unlike those Rose had ever experienced, and appeared to come from other thought sources, which Rose couldn't quite comprehend. How could she relay her experiences to Jack, when she herself didn't know what was going on? Well, she could give it her best shot, and she did. In determination, she raised her head, and looked at Jack with a very intense and direct eye gaze that appeared to reflect determination, and which told Jack that she was not beating around the bush this time, and that she was being very serious. She said, "Well, it's that Cal guy you met earlier today."
Rose didn't have to finish her sentence. Suddenly, a thought hit Jack in his brain, as though, somehow, the thought had simply whacked the brain chemistry in Jack's brain. BANG, then, Jack volleyed in response. He felt very dizzy, and began to lower and droop his head, whilst shaking it from side to side in a sign of sheer confusion. Suddenly, Jack was losing perception of reality, as well as his balance, as though a malicious thought had suddenly hit him, throwing him off of his balance in the process. Jack was also seeing double, as he struggled to raise his head, and make eye contact. Suddenly, when he looked into Rose's eyes, instead of seeing depth, spirituality, and tranquility, he was seeing something black and evil burning, from another source, which he could not name in the middle of the irises of both of Rose's eyes. The shape of the burning black fire reminded him of the quing shape of spirituality. It started at the bottom of Rose's eyes, and made their way up to the top. But, the image was somehow, superimposed over Rose's eyes, as though something, or someone, had magically put some sort of slide projection in front of Rose's eyes, which depicted that image, so that that was all Jack saw. But Jack could see an intense, and ominous yellow background, in the shape of the eye - the visceris Pisces - surrounding the blackness, and the darkness. Jack was totally shocked. He had seen lots of meaningful things as an artist, but he had never seen anything like this before. He didn't know what to make of it! He knew ROSE COULDN"T BE EVIL, as THAT IMAGE IMPLIED!
Rose noticed the distraught look on Jack's face. She studied it as best as she could. She was not into spirituality, and 'all that crap', which was how she saw it, but even she noticed that he looked as though he had just seen a ghost, and an evil one at that. Jack was making direct eye contact with Rose now, and he was shaking his head in a sign of disbelief, with a sense of resignation and disbelief written all over his face. Rose said, "What's wrong?" Jack replied, "Nothing.well, I think it had something to do with you mentioning Cal!"
Rose took a few steps back, and gasped in shock. She gulped hard, and she could feel something stinging at her heart, as though her heart was being torn apart by some sort of thorn. She gasped, and began to keel over, but not quite completing the gesture, so that her chest was making a 15-degree angle in relation to the ground. She placed her hand on her heart, and made facial and bodily gestures that suggested that she was in pain. She certainly was in pain, when Jack had mentioned the word Cal, her heart felt as though it was bleeding! Jack had a look of sheer concern on his face, and he moved towards Rose, his right hand bent in an L-shape, so that he could offer Rose support and assistance, as he said, "Rose, are you ok?" Rose hovered her body, as she gasped out, "Yeah, I'm all right!" Then she straightened her posture, so that her body was in a directly vertical position, in relation to the ground, and that she was facing Jack. She said, her eyes wandering in a gesture of avoidance, "Well." Then She looked at Jack with a begging look in her eyes, and it became obvious to Jack that, somehow, without realizing it, Rose was crying out for help. Well, he surmised he'd have to help her, as that appeared to be his untold calling in life! Rose continued, "I thought I was in love with Cal." Jack noticed that she spat out the word Cal in disgust, and made a grimacing expression, as though she wished to spit out something disgusting, she continued, "But then, he started to act as though HE KNEW WHAT WAS BEST FOR ME. I MEAN, HE WAS TREATING ME LIKE A BABY, AND HE WAS ACTING AS THOUGH I COULD NOT THINK!" Jack chuckled to himself when he heard the phrase, 'as though I could not think!' He thought, 'My God! God help the person who tries to think for Rose!' Though Jack did not know Rose very well on the outside, something deep down inside told him that Rose was an independently minded person, and a fiercely rebellious person who resisted taking orders from anyone and balked at and rebuffed any attempts by anyone or ANYTHING to try to impose any semblance of authority upon her! Jack could sense this sense of rebelliousness, which burned with a red colour of determination, and 'I care a damn about anything' feeling, when he looked into her eyes. He noted that it was rare for a person to possess that sense of determination and outrage at the establishment. He knew, because he looked in many peoples' eyes before! Rose continued, she was practically shouting now, "I MEAN THE SON OF A BITCH TRIED TO ORDER DINNER FOR ME, AS THOUGH HE KNEW WHAT WAS BEST FOR ME. I THOUGHT HE WAS RUDE, AND AN ASSHOLE!" Jack noticed that Rose's eyes burned with a more intense version of the red rebelliousness that he had seen earlier. Now, this redness was more apparent, and served to take over her entire soul. Rose was now making direct and intense eye contact with Jack.
Jack took a few baby steps backwards, and he puttered his right foot in the up and down direction a few times, as though he was in deep thought, as he said, "Well, I don't know much about this Cal guy, but I did guess that he was not good stuff when I first met him." Then he looked at Rose with a determination in his eyes that gave them a yellowish outline, as though his soul was attempting to emphasise the importance of his message to Rose as he said, "I mean, you'd better watch this guy. Something tells me that though, you're telling me now that you're throwing the towel in with this guy, as far as this relationship is concerned. You're not through with being 'Cal's girl'. I could sense, when I looked into your eyes, which you're still in love with the guy, that you're still drawn to the guy, however fatally. I could see in your eyes, via your expression that there's something devilish about that guy that draws you to him, like a Venus fly trap uses sweet smelling sap to pull a fly into its trap.." His voice reflected a sense of urgency as he said, "So I suggest you keep your guard up at all times when you spend time with this guy. I can sense that he's up to no good. He uses whatever's devilish about him, I guess, his charm, to attract girls to him, whom he then uses as pawns, once he's got them ensnared. Please, whatever you do don't let yourself get ensnared by him, it'll mean the end of you!"
It was then, that in response to a higher spiritual power, Jack put his right hand firmly on Rose's right shoulder in a sense of support, and he said in a kind tone, while looking straight into Rose's deep blue eyes, with a piercing gaze, that was meant to penetrate and zap her soul with a potent and cryptic message, "I got to go now, but take care, ok, honey!" Rose noted that Jack's voice had dropped a few decibels when he said the word honey. Then, almost with instinct, Jack turned an about face, and he walked away from Rose in a 60 degree angle, to the South East direction, In much the same way Rose had with Mandy! Rose noticed this, much to her awe. "Hmm." Rose thought to herself, "Could there be some sort of PATTERN here?"
Rose had been listening to Jack's spiritual message quite intently. Jasmine had been witnessing the entire scene from the spiritual realm, and she knew that Jack's words had resonated off of Rose's ears with a very deep echo, that was meant to penetrate Rose's soul. Jasmine sighed to herself in resignation, because she knew that, while Rose had heard Jack's message, she REALLY hadn't! Rose was left entirely unchanged by Jack's message, which had served as a warning in disguise for Rose. For Rose, the words were like repelling magnets, which had been fired at a forceful velocity from a powerful gun. These words, for Rose, had simply hit the target, her soul, slightly pierced it, and instead of entering the soul, as intended, had fallen off of the surface of Rose's soul as soon as they had hit the surface, without making any real impact on either Rose, or her soul. Jasmine lowered her head in resignation, because she knew that, 'some people are destined to learn their lessons in life the hard way!' Jasmine further thought to herself, 'No, some in this world are too headstrong and unwise to learn their lessons by example, and by wise and well-intended and directed adages. No, they aren't going to listen to reason, instead, they are going to learn all of their lessons by taking actions, which lead to mistakes that they were warned by their spiritual guides AGAINST taking. Furthermore, it's not until their lives are put into great peril, that THEY FINALLY LEARN FROM THEIR MISTAKES, BUT BY THEN, IT MAY BE TOO LATE. Well, that's Rose for you. She's got to LEARN ALL OF HER LESSONS BY DOING, AND NOT BY HEARING. I KNOW THAT ROSE IS DIRECTION AVERSE, BUT SHE DOESN'T REALIZE THAT THERE ARE TIMES WHEN YOU JUST DON'T KNOW ENOUGH ABOUT LIFE TO LET YOUR HEART ACT AS YOUR ABSOLUTE GUIDE, AND IT'S AT THESE TIMES THAT IT HELPS TO HAVE INPUT ABOUT LIFE CHOICES FROM A WISE AND GUIDED SOUL, ESPECIALLY ONE WHICH WAS SENT BY A HIGHER POWER TO HELP YOU! But Rose doesn't see it that way!"
Rose sighed, she thought to herself, 'It's a long way home, it's chilly, and I don't even have a car." Rose noted that the wind was nipping her fingers and cheeks, feeling as though tough fingers were mercilessly nipping at those body parts, in the process. She thought about Jack's message, and her response echoed off of every brain cell in her brain, as she thought, 'I wonder what he was trying to say?' She had a slight smile of contemplation, and of contentment on her face as she braved the opposing wind, and made her way home. She thought to herself, 'One thing's for sure, I've got a new friend named JACK!' She raised her head up, looked at the frosty blue sky, that was beginning to reflect the bright pinpoints from the stars that occupy the night sky, as she thought, 'Well, this has BEEN A DAY!' Little did Rose realize that Jack was more than just a 'new friend.' Instead, Jack was Rose's spiritual guide to and through the other realm, the spiritual realm, where Rose belonged, even though she didn't yet realize it. Jack would be Rose's spiritual guide, a guardian angel, who would use his spiritual powers -which were even more powerful and vast than HE realized - to pull Rose out of the throes of evil. He would develop his powers using the powers from the vast spiritual powers of Jasmine, who is humanity's bridge between the spiritual and the physical realms, and who serves as a guide for all of humanity between this realm and the next one, to help deliver Rose from her struggle from evil. Sometimes, in the constant struggle of light to define itself from darkness, light can lose its nature and identity, due to its amorphous and shape-shifting nature, and due to its ambiguousness, and it can drift in the direction and guidance of evil, until redirected by a higher light energy source, that is sent by God to help it. For Rose, Jack was a guide that was sent by Jasmine and God, though neither Rose nor Jack realized it at this stage in their lives!
Rose turned around, and looked at Jack. Her eyes were lowered, because she did not want to let Jack in on what she was feeling. She sighed, because she was feeling so confused. Suddenly, thoughts were just rushing in and out of her mind, seemingly popping out of other 'places', or so that was how she referred to them, because she had never felt thoughts such as the ones she was experiencing now. She didn't even know how to explain what she was feeling, because they felt so bizarre! She thought to herself, 'If I can simply talk without looking him straight in the eye, I can, hopefully confuse him, so that he will go away!'
Jack, however, could sense that Rose was in pain, and was experiencing a great degree of confusion. Somehow, something deep down inside just TOLD him this. 'Rose - " he said, his voice trailing, "Rose, honey, what's wrong?" Jack tried to lower his head so that he could at least ascertain the expression on her face. But to no avail! Rose was moving her lowered head away from Jack's direction, as though she was deliberately attempting to avoid making any type of contact with Jack, for some strange reason! Jack was caught in a quandary, he thought to himself, 'there's got to be a way I can reach out to her. I mean, I KNOW something's bothering her, but I'm not sure WHAT!'
Jack knew the proverbial saying that spiritual bards, seers, archaeologists, mathematicians, and biologists have known for centuries; the eyes are the gateway to the soul. Armed with this knowledge, he, gently placed his hand underneath Rose's chin, which was in a supine position. Her head was lowered, so that the top of her skull was slanted at a 45-degree angle in relation to the ground. Anyone who has ever watched rainfall will know that rain falls to the ground at this exact angle. Her chin was so close to the front of her neck, that it almost touched her neck. Her chin was making a 10-degree angle in relation to her neck. Spiritual seers of the soul recognize this posture as a sign of self- resignation, or a sign of confusion. A person who is emotionally and spiritually self-confident will hold the head in an upright position, on the vertical plane of spirituality, and will have an eye gaze that is perfectly horizontal in its path with the horizon. The ancients would have said that a spiritually content person will look another right in the eye, and will make eye contact with the horizon in a straight line, or a 180- degree angle. Jack gently lifted Rose's head, and made direct eye contact with her eyes.
Jack was overwhelmed by what he saw. Being a natural born artist, it was second intuition to him that the shape of the eye is in the geometric shape of the vesica Pisces. Ancient artists were quite familiar with sacred geometry, which is the study of the numerical and geometric nature of such things in nature as: flowers, and shells. Ancient artists believed that it was these geometric patterns that connected all living things to the greater cosmos of the universe, which they believed was God. Jack, as an artist, understood that there was an uncanny and precise order to things in nature. He could see this when he painted. He noticed that he was constantly using measurements by the ratio of: 1, 2, 4, 8, 16, when he painted. He also used straight lines, and angles a lot. For him, it was second nature, and he noticed that there was a numerical and precise, and a mathematical order to nature, because it became obvious in measurement, when he painted. However, he could sense a greater spirituality, and harmony, and aesthetic ness to everything he painted. It was his aim to tell a story, and to express emotions, and feelings, and to create an esoteric and pleasurable feeling in people when they looked at his paintings. He, always felt that there was a certain sort of emotion, of feeling, or esoteric and aesthetic quality in nature, and he felt that there was a sort of spiritual quality to nature, that appeared to emanate from the mathematical nature of everything in nature, and appeared to tie all that was found in nature together into a larger picture, and give it meaning in a larger and beautiful framework, which he surmised had been created by A HIGHER SPIRITUAL POWER! Jack always felt he had accomplished his goals if people, by viewing his paintings, were brought to a higher spiritual plane of realization. In any case, when he looked in Rose's eyes, he noticed that it was in the perfect shape of the vesica Pisces, which is the almond shape that is formed when one will draw one circle of equal measurement in the center of another circle. Jack knew that it is quite awe inspiring and scintillating to look at. However, he was drawn into the center of Rose's soul via the vast blueness of her eyes. Her eyes were a very deep blue colour, which appeared to have no end. Also, her eyes were so rich and meaningful in colour, and depth, that they appeared to tell a story of some sort. Jack swore, by looking into her eyes, that some sort of powerful and primeval spirit lay stirring, waiting to be wakened by some equally strong force, at the right time. Jack could also see the exploding pixels of colour in her eye, which served to add to the depth and the intensity of the picture. These pixels, which were caused by pigments in the eye, reminded Jack of the higher flowers that will tower above the regular weeds on a hot prairie day, thereby accosting the visitor with a wealth of clusters of extra richness of colour and background.
Rose was quite taken aback by Jack's gesture, and she was shocked and startled at the same time. It was the first time anyone had been so bold enough as to forcibly inquisition her regarding her personal problems. Usually, the other classmates simply accepted responses on face value, and chose to delve no deeper. Rose still did not want to confront the painful feelings she was encountering, so she turned her head away, and said quite distantly, in a trailing voice, "nothing -." No sooner had she said that, than she felt Jack's firm grip of his left hand pull her chin to the left, so that she was making direct eye contact with him. This gesture stunned Rose, because it was the first time anyone had actually gone to such great lengths to offer her any kind of support, or to inquire into her personal problems. Rose could feel a warm sensation in her heart, because she could sense that Jack actually cared about her feelings, and this meant a lot for Rose!
Jack's voice became quite firm and steely, and its tone reminded Rose of a stiff steel rod someone might use in the attempt to probe an object for valuable information. In fact, Jack's voice reminded Rose so much of a probing rod, that Rose got the feeling that Jack was trying to probe her for questions. Jack said, "Now, Rose, I know you probably think I'm some sort of jerk, what with me pushing you to the wall to try to find out what's wrong with you. And, right now, you probably resent me for it, and I don't blame you. But Rose, I got a feeling that THERE'S SOMETHING THAT'S JUST NOT RIGHT WITH YOU, AND I'M NOT RESTING UNTIL I FIND OUT WHAT'S EATING YOU. Now, I know that you probably think I'm some sort of annoying busybody by doing this, BUT I GOT THIS NIGGLING FEELING THAT THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG WITH YOU." Then Jack looked at Rose with a tender look, and his face reflected a look of genuine concern and care, as he said, "AND I'M NOT RESTING UNTIL I FIND OUT WHAT IT IS! HONEY, I'M HERE TO HELP YOU!" Rose noted that Jack's demeanour had given her a lot of support. Suddenly, she felt as though she was not alone in a struggle against darkness, which had just started in her life, which, even, SHE couldn't understand or identify!
Rose looked down towards the ground, but this time, her gesture told Jack that she was simply confused, and needed time for contemplation, and not that she was trying to hide something from him. She said, in a very meandering voice, whose tone reflected confusion, "Well, I don't know." Then she looked up at Jack, and Jack saw immediately that her eyes reflected a sense of deep desperation, in fact, her eyes were pleading for help, from his soul. This look startled Jack, and woke up his soul. It was from that point onwards that Jack realized that there was something that was dangerous and shifty that was stalking Rose's soul, and that Rose was in constant and imminent danger from!
Jasmine, the invisible soul, that presages and follows humanity in all of its endeavours, was watching the entire scene from her invisible place in the fabric of time. She knew what was going on, and she was laughing silently to herself, because she had realized, as Jack hadn't that Rose harboured a very powerful spirit, not unlike her own, which was capable of communicating with and reaching out to peoples' souls, and communicating concerns to them.
Jack was not quite so spiritual, but, at that moment, something clicked for him in a far off dimension, called the spiritual realm. This change was so distant and sudden, that Jack, himself, did not realize what had happened, but he did realize that something, for him, had permanently changed, and that his life would never be the same again. He also realized that Rose needed help, and that he had to help her. Besides, when he looked into her eyes, he had been drawn into her gaze by something addictive, something enthralling, something deeper, and captivating. Something so deep that no one can identify with it, but can sense its presence, that calls out to the deeper essence of humanity, and holds it in its grasp. Jack was an artist, and therefore, he could sense the spiritual world in nature, because that was what he communicated to others in his paintings. He could sense, to some extent, the spiritual nature of others, and he had a second intuition, or a sixth sense, that simply told him when people needed help. And like a minuteman, he was always present to help people in spiritual distress sort out their needs.
Rose sighed in resignation as she looked down towards the ground. Her own brain felt dizzy, what with all of those thoughts, many of which were unlike those Rose had ever experienced, and appeared to come from other thought sources, which Rose couldn't quite comprehend. How could she relay her experiences to Jack, when she herself didn't know what was going on? Well, she could give it her best shot, and she did. In determination, she raised her head, and looked at Jack with a very intense and direct eye gaze that appeared to reflect determination, and which told Jack that she was not beating around the bush this time, and that she was being very serious. She said, "Well, it's that Cal guy you met earlier today."
Rose didn't have to finish her sentence. Suddenly, a thought hit Jack in his brain, as though, somehow, the thought had simply whacked the brain chemistry in Jack's brain. BANG, then, Jack volleyed in response. He felt very dizzy, and began to lower and droop his head, whilst shaking it from side to side in a sign of sheer confusion. Suddenly, Jack was losing perception of reality, as well as his balance, as though a malicious thought had suddenly hit him, throwing him off of his balance in the process. Jack was also seeing double, as he struggled to raise his head, and make eye contact. Suddenly, when he looked into Rose's eyes, instead of seeing depth, spirituality, and tranquility, he was seeing something black and evil burning, from another source, which he could not name in the middle of the irises of both of Rose's eyes. The shape of the burning black fire reminded him of the quing shape of spirituality. It started at the bottom of Rose's eyes, and made their way up to the top. But, the image was somehow, superimposed over Rose's eyes, as though something, or someone, had magically put some sort of slide projection in front of Rose's eyes, which depicted that image, so that that was all Jack saw. But Jack could see an intense, and ominous yellow background, in the shape of the eye - the visceris Pisces - surrounding the blackness, and the darkness. Jack was totally shocked. He had seen lots of meaningful things as an artist, but he had never seen anything like this before. He didn't know what to make of it! He knew ROSE COULDN"T BE EVIL, as THAT IMAGE IMPLIED!
Rose noticed the distraught look on Jack's face. She studied it as best as she could. She was not into spirituality, and 'all that crap', which was how she saw it, but even she noticed that he looked as though he had just seen a ghost, and an evil one at that. Jack was making direct eye contact with Rose now, and he was shaking his head in a sign of disbelief, with a sense of resignation and disbelief written all over his face. Rose said, "What's wrong?" Jack replied, "Nothing.well, I think it had something to do with you mentioning Cal!"
Rose took a few steps back, and gasped in shock. She gulped hard, and she could feel something stinging at her heart, as though her heart was being torn apart by some sort of thorn. She gasped, and began to keel over, but not quite completing the gesture, so that her chest was making a 15-degree angle in relation to the ground. She placed her hand on her heart, and made facial and bodily gestures that suggested that she was in pain. She certainly was in pain, when Jack had mentioned the word Cal, her heart felt as though it was bleeding! Jack had a look of sheer concern on his face, and he moved towards Rose, his right hand bent in an L-shape, so that he could offer Rose support and assistance, as he said, "Rose, are you ok?" Rose hovered her body, as she gasped out, "Yeah, I'm all right!" Then she straightened her posture, so that her body was in a directly vertical position, in relation to the ground, and that she was facing Jack. She said, her eyes wandering in a gesture of avoidance, "Well." Then She looked at Jack with a begging look in her eyes, and it became obvious to Jack that, somehow, without realizing it, Rose was crying out for help. Well, he surmised he'd have to help her, as that appeared to be his untold calling in life! Rose continued, "I thought I was in love with Cal." Jack noticed that she spat out the word Cal in disgust, and made a grimacing expression, as though she wished to spit out something disgusting, she continued, "But then, he started to act as though HE KNEW WHAT WAS BEST FOR ME. I MEAN, HE WAS TREATING ME LIKE A BABY, AND HE WAS ACTING AS THOUGH I COULD NOT THINK!" Jack chuckled to himself when he heard the phrase, 'as though I could not think!' He thought, 'My God! God help the person who tries to think for Rose!' Though Jack did not know Rose very well on the outside, something deep down inside told him that Rose was an independently minded person, and a fiercely rebellious person who resisted taking orders from anyone and balked at and rebuffed any attempts by anyone or ANYTHING to try to impose any semblance of authority upon her! Jack could sense this sense of rebelliousness, which burned with a red colour of determination, and 'I care a damn about anything' feeling, when he looked into her eyes. He noted that it was rare for a person to possess that sense of determination and outrage at the establishment. He knew, because he looked in many peoples' eyes before! Rose continued, she was practically shouting now, "I MEAN THE SON OF A BITCH TRIED TO ORDER DINNER FOR ME, AS THOUGH HE KNEW WHAT WAS BEST FOR ME. I THOUGHT HE WAS RUDE, AND AN ASSHOLE!" Jack noticed that Rose's eyes burned with a more intense version of the red rebelliousness that he had seen earlier. Now, this redness was more apparent, and served to take over her entire soul. Rose was now making direct and intense eye contact with Jack.
Jack took a few baby steps backwards, and he puttered his right foot in the up and down direction a few times, as though he was in deep thought, as he said, "Well, I don't know much about this Cal guy, but I did guess that he was not good stuff when I first met him." Then he looked at Rose with a determination in his eyes that gave them a yellowish outline, as though his soul was attempting to emphasise the importance of his message to Rose as he said, "I mean, you'd better watch this guy. Something tells me that though, you're telling me now that you're throwing the towel in with this guy, as far as this relationship is concerned. You're not through with being 'Cal's girl'. I could sense, when I looked into your eyes, which you're still in love with the guy, that you're still drawn to the guy, however fatally. I could see in your eyes, via your expression that there's something devilish about that guy that draws you to him, like a Venus fly trap uses sweet smelling sap to pull a fly into its trap.." His voice reflected a sense of urgency as he said, "So I suggest you keep your guard up at all times when you spend time with this guy. I can sense that he's up to no good. He uses whatever's devilish about him, I guess, his charm, to attract girls to him, whom he then uses as pawns, once he's got them ensnared. Please, whatever you do don't let yourself get ensnared by him, it'll mean the end of you!"
It was then, that in response to a higher spiritual power, Jack put his right hand firmly on Rose's right shoulder in a sense of support, and he said in a kind tone, while looking straight into Rose's deep blue eyes, with a piercing gaze, that was meant to penetrate and zap her soul with a potent and cryptic message, "I got to go now, but take care, ok, honey!" Rose noted that Jack's voice had dropped a few decibels when he said the word honey. Then, almost with instinct, Jack turned an about face, and he walked away from Rose in a 60 degree angle, to the South East direction, In much the same way Rose had with Mandy! Rose noticed this, much to her awe. "Hmm." Rose thought to herself, "Could there be some sort of PATTERN here?"
Rose had been listening to Jack's spiritual message quite intently. Jasmine had been witnessing the entire scene from the spiritual realm, and she knew that Jack's words had resonated off of Rose's ears with a very deep echo, that was meant to penetrate Rose's soul. Jasmine sighed to herself in resignation, because she knew that, while Rose had heard Jack's message, she REALLY hadn't! Rose was left entirely unchanged by Jack's message, which had served as a warning in disguise for Rose. For Rose, the words were like repelling magnets, which had been fired at a forceful velocity from a powerful gun. These words, for Rose, had simply hit the target, her soul, slightly pierced it, and instead of entering the soul, as intended, had fallen off of the surface of Rose's soul as soon as they had hit the surface, without making any real impact on either Rose, or her soul. Jasmine lowered her head in resignation, because she knew that, 'some people are destined to learn their lessons in life the hard way!' Jasmine further thought to herself, 'No, some in this world are too headstrong and unwise to learn their lessons by example, and by wise and well-intended and directed adages. No, they aren't going to listen to reason, instead, they are going to learn all of their lessons by taking actions, which lead to mistakes that they were warned by their spiritual guides AGAINST taking. Furthermore, it's not until their lives are put into great peril, that THEY FINALLY LEARN FROM THEIR MISTAKES, BUT BY THEN, IT MAY BE TOO LATE. Well, that's Rose for you. She's got to LEARN ALL OF HER LESSONS BY DOING, AND NOT BY HEARING. I KNOW THAT ROSE IS DIRECTION AVERSE, BUT SHE DOESN'T REALIZE THAT THERE ARE TIMES WHEN YOU JUST DON'T KNOW ENOUGH ABOUT LIFE TO LET YOUR HEART ACT AS YOUR ABSOLUTE GUIDE, AND IT'S AT THESE TIMES THAT IT HELPS TO HAVE INPUT ABOUT LIFE CHOICES FROM A WISE AND GUIDED SOUL, ESPECIALLY ONE WHICH WAS SENT BY A HIGHER POWER TO HELP YOU! But Rose doesn't see it that way!"
Rose sighed, she thought to herself, 'It's a long way home, it's chilly, and I don't even have a car." Rose noted that the wind was nipping her fingers and cheeks, feeling as though tough fingers were mercilessly nipping at those body parts, in the process. She thought about Jack's message, and her response echoed off of every brain cell in her brain, as she thought, 'I wonder what he was trying to say?' She had a slight smile of contemplation, and of contentment on her face as she braved the opposing wind, and made her way home. She thought to herself, 'One thing's for sure, I've got a new friend named JACK!' She raised her head up, looked at the frosty blue sky, that was beginning to reflect the bright pinpoints from the stars that occupy the night sky, as she thought, 'Well, this has BEEN A DAY!' Little did Rose realize that Jack was more than just a 'new friend.' Instead, Jack was Rose's spiritual guide to and through the other realm, the spiritual realm, where Rose belonged, even though she didn't yet realize it. Jack would be Rose's spiritual guide, a guardian angel, who would use his spiritual powers -which were even more powerful and vast than HE realized - to pull Rose out of the throes of evil. He would develop his powers using the powers from the vast spiritual powers of Jasmine, who is humanity's bridge between the spiritual and the physical realms, and who serves as a guide for all of humanity between this realm and the next one, to help deliver Rose from her struggle from evil. Sometimes, in the constant struggle of light to define itself from darkness, light can lose its nature and identity, due to its amorphous and shape-shifting nature, and due to its ambiguousness, and it can drift in the direction and guidance of evil, until redirected by a higher light energy source, that is sent by God to help it. For Rose, Jack was a guide that was sent by Jasmine and God, though neither Rose nor Jack realized it at this stage in their lives!