An Ormus Love Story told in Song
-Ralph Kinsley
Prologue
This is the true story of Emmons Essential Essence.
How it came to be. How it grew. Why it is here today. There would be no EEE if it were not for what you are about to know.
The story is about a couple and how they found each other. It is about the intention that goes into every single drop of Ormus they make.
The Story
The time was 2016 in the Florida Keys. Soft warm moonlit nights. Palm trees swaying in the gentle breeze. Sunny days on a secluded Caribbean beach. Marimba and steel drums in the background.
The boy (me) had been retired for a few years. The girl (Chris Emmons) was in her final days on the job getting ready to retire. Both had been divorced. Both were looking forward to enjoying the last few years they had left in contented retirement.
He was looking for a girl just like her. She was looking for a boy just like him. Neither of them was aware of this. But the All was working its magic. Like the wizard of Oz, behind the curtains, pulling the levers and pushing the buttons.
Although they had not met yet, the planets had already begun to align. They were both from the same part in Michigan having moved to the Keys seeking a better life. Both were finished with partying and late night festivities. Neither indulged in mind nor mood altering chemicals. Both had plans to move out of the Keys longing for the quiet country way of life. She had a horse to ride and he liked to hunt. They both loved to be at one with nature. There would be gardens to grow and walks along forest trails.
So it was on that fateful day in the Spring that their paths would cross. She was newly divorced and working on her job as a pharmacist. He had just picked up a prescription when the clerk advised him the pharmacist would like to have a chat. She would later say that was a requirement of her job. He would later say that she was casting about a pheromone.
But at that point the boy was hooked. She would soon be. Cupid had fired and struck home. There was the obligatory cat and mouse game, catch me if you can, but eventually the first date was set. It went like this.
He would return to the pharmacy with a lame excuse for a chat. The clerk would run interference with a some fable about the terrible divorce she had just been thru-never wanting to see another man, bla, bla, bla.
The boy was not one to be deterred. He searched out the name of his pharmacist only to find out she had written a book, Ormus Modern Day Alchemy. Her book web site had contact information (Horray!)
He was a composer, had a web site and had written a few songs. She knew little of music-he even less of Ormus. He emailed proposing a trade-music for a book. The deal was done and the stage set.
As a musician, he had always attended the local concert sessions where world class acts performed. He had purchased season tickets and would she be his guest? (Craftily avoiding the word "date") Here comes some more synchronicity-the concerts happened to be on Monday evening-her day off! Feigning reluctance, she agreed. Of course said the boy-we need to have a bite to eat, I'll make some soup and you do the salad-"Your place or mine?"
The first concert was a Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz review featuring the works of Xavier Cogat. There was wonderful applause and 3 encores. As the audience exited the boy and the girl remained seated- Cozy and engaged, soft light banter, remaining oblivious to the empty auditorium until the janitorial staff began to appear. A walk to the parking lot in the warm tropical air, a leisurely drive back to her apartment and more warm laughter would not quite end the evening.
The girl had to work the next day-off to bed.
The boy went home and wrote this song.
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