Re:UNion
Mason Smith
Re:UNion is a book for our times. As humanity struggles with an overdose of absurdity as we launch the 21st century, this gem of Apres Fou literature brings to life the expanded consciousness that dismisses tyranny and brings sanity to life. When a new Secretary-General seeks the wisdom to lead, she is taken on a tour of discovery that spans the globe and reveals the heart and mind of Humanity. The United Nations is transformed following the International Year of Doubt, and begins to fulfill its unifying mission. Colourful characters, amazing events and profound insights permeate this brilliant work of philosophical fiction.
PART ONE
“…people… were taking the first casual steps in one of those mystic, curling patterns of human adventure that begin with imperceptible movement, like the infinitesimal commotion which surrounds a bud thrusting through the earth, but which then sometimes develops, gathers speed and swells and grows up swiftly into a huge and startling plume to alter the whole landscape of history.”
[Margery Allingham]
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Chapter One
She retired from the world in 1980, when the thought “all is business” was taken seriously, and salesmen became the dominant species. There was no connection between what they were selling about humanity and her observations of being human. She retired from this so-called humanity and continued to mature as whatever it was she was.
She was not lonely, and she had no feelings of exile. On the contrary, the things that occupied her thoughts and hands linked her to a great Brotherhood, a tradition of life in the realm of meaning and purpose. There was treasure and beauty, far beyond gold, everywhere and in everything. Life beyond the influence of fear and greed exploded with endless possibilities. The nothingness on which she turned her back was unaware of the abundance she embraced and shared every day.
For twenty years she investigated, observed, wrote, grew gardens and dogs, cooked, and fed birds. Her life was controlled by freedom, and into that space came a few of the free.
Then one day the phone rang. A rare event, as she was on no one’s list.
The voice asked, “Is this Horatia McDougall?”
“Yes.”
The caller heaved a great sigh.
Horatia said, “Hello?”
The voice whispered, “I’m so happy to have found you.”
There was immense relief in the voice and Horatia was taken aback. There was sincerity in that voice, something she rarely encountered in humans, so she waited patiently for the caller to proceed.
“Miss McDougall, I have found you. Oh, excuse me, I must introduce myself. I am the Secretary-General of the United Nations, Alma Drogma, and I very much desire a meeting with you.”
“Excuse me,” said Horatia, “I’m afraid I don’t understand.”
“If I send for you, will you come to New York?”
The reply was simple and immediate: “No.”
“I’m so sorry. I understand. This is a terrible thing I’ve done to you! It’s just that I’m so excited! I need to speak with you so desperately…I’ve forgotten you don’t know who I am, or anything about this.”
“No, I don’t,” said Horatia, very calmly.
“I can’t talk about it on the phone. I need to see you. You need to see my eyes when I speak. It’s just so fantastic. I can’t say it in cold words over a phone line. Would you let me come to you?”
“No.”
There was a great, pregnant pause, followed by a gasping sound. Alma Drogma sputtered, “then…all…is lost.”