I was at Saint Micheal's Tower, in Glastonbury, yesterday meditating. Two tourist from the states were there. When something quite odd happened. Namely a full spectral of swirling coloured lights coming from a growing sphere appeared and the tourist left quickly. Clenching there stomachs. It was rather nauseating, but I have a rather high constitution...plus I shut my eyes and covered them with my hood and hand. The next thing I know, I hear the upchucking of a teenaged boy dressed in ancient Egyptian garb and speaking what I suspected was Khemetic.

He looked like he was freezing. It was a bit cool to me...(But I hadn't just feel through a temporal portal from Egypt.) Luckily I carry a few changes of clothes in my car and I honestly never though I would be thankful for the baggy pants goth look before than!

But started communicating with the spell tongues because I knew he would be a lot more comfortable communicating in his native language. And used the spell words of truth...He claims to be Ptolemy Philadelphus (the youngest son of Queen Cleopatra). Sent forward in time by a priest of Djehuti (Thoth). To a time where he would be safe from Rome.

I took him to my guild master, he recommends that in the mean time I take him in and would speak to the right people to see to it.

He speaks Latin and ancient Greek, as what I think to be a form of ancient Gaelic (Celtic).

I just want to know if there has been similar cases in the archives of the Lazlo Society. If so, what happened?

Are we not all time travelers? Moving away from the past and being swept away from the present and into the future by the currents of the river of time?

Forgive me, I had once again forgotten the rushed impatience of the young. Be careful that this impatience does not cause you to miss out on the wonders of life all around you.

Indeed, we are all space travelers, and on the most incredible spaceship ever created, but space travel was not the topic of discussion, time travel is.

The rate of 60 seconds per minute, the measured speed of the flow of the river of time. That "everyone" travels through time at this rate, and in the same direction is something worthy of awe, is it not?

And even though the river of time moves onward at the same speed for "everyone", who has not had a day when O-Kami Amaterasu's stately walk across the heavens is rushed in an unseemly fashion leaving a blessed day all to short? Or the times when Amaterasu walks more slowly, carefully observing everything under her gaze, making the day drag onward?

Without understanding the natural flow of the river, her "normal" ripples and eddies, how can one be certain that this traveler or that one is not following her natural flow?

Most travelers drift down the river oblivious to their surroundings, some few focus on watching the shores as they roll endlessly past. Still more focus on the other travelers upon the raft with them. It is a handful of "madmen" however that take note of the fact there are other vessels upon the river.

I see that I have fallen into "rambling on" yet again. I apologize for the intrusion, and the rambling thoughts of this old monk.

Hey, here's a bit of an update on the boy.

I am attempting to school him at home.

I had ordered him an immune system boosting amulet, protection against the cold amulet, and 2 communication amulets (one for reading and one for speech) the day he got here from my guild...Um, yeah...They got here day before yesterday. Thank the Gods for ozone lights and that my house is warded against sickness...among other things. To bad there's no ward against church groups...Sorry if I offend anyone, but they are annoying. You would think that a house with a pentacle knocker wouldn't have to worry about church groups. Well, you'd be wrong in London. And I got it thinking it would make them stop...It hasn't! At least 5 times a week.

Anyway...Planning an outing this weekend. The temp in Manchester won't be too bad. Going to a take in a game, and then head to my mum's.