I was a police officer in Chicago, Illinois. Daily assignments were being made. I was assigned car three. The officer wearing plain clothes who had the car yesterday was a wispy-looking WEI-type. He handed me the keys. I asked where is the car? He said 46th & Hawthorn or thereabouts. I had no clue where this was so I repeated the location and was hoping someone would volunteer to give me a ride. I was not about to take my car and leave it there. I kept thinking, not only did they give me an assignment by myself, they knew car three was somewhere far from the station. I was again being punished for not being willing to serve and protect the status quo of police logic.
Venus was in the station and we started talking about careers, tennis, life, having an itch, making mistakes, being comfortable with self, laughing at self, not being afraid to admit shortcomings. This was the first time we met. During the conversation I was rubbing her long beautiful black legs. We were about to talk about how the corporate agenda media picks who they want to anoint. I realized I needed to get going so I jumped up and said I need to get to - - She interrupted and said 46th & Hawthorn.
I didn't know how she knew but I ran out the back door of the station hoping it would be a shortcut to the parking lot where the other officers were getting in their cars, and I could get a ride. I turned left out the door and ended up passing a side of the building where there were homeless and people getting food handouts, a direct result of having their money stolen at lawpoint.
I was jogging and one of the people, an old haggard white guy unfresh off a lifelong drunk, gave me a high five as I passed by. I turned the corner to the next side of the building and it did not look right due to construction taking place, but I kept going since I figured it was better than turning around, besides the next turn had to be one I was looking for.
It began to rain and I figured I could make it to the the next side and get shelter in the main entrance. The rain immediately increased and I got drenched. I decided to not be in a rush, even if it took me all day to get changed and then get to the car so I could finally start this shift.
Venus has been discussed. A few of the connections are to the planet and to the Great Mother form of the All God.
46th & Hawthorn is not to be limited to any physical location on this Earth. When I searched “what is on the 46th latitude,” I received an interesting response. So I searched “what is on the 46th latitude south.” Then I searched, “what is on the 46th longitude.” Lastly I searched, “what is on the 46th longitude south.”
Word Hawthorn is the combination of word Hawk and word Thorn.Hawthorn is also word Hawk and word Horn, a symbol of pubescence.
This causes the remembrance of thornbush Unbu.
Hawthorn is also Hak-Khurn and Kha Churn.
Furthermore, word Hawthorn is associated with word Motion, which can be derived from word Heaven, which is Heka Nu, which is Ur Heka. It is also Huken, a cadence (ka-dance).
Motion from Heaven. This Heaven Motion can be viewed as vibration waves starting in rock layers and in the waters created by spoken words, spoken internally within self, thus thought, self-talk, talking to oneself.
Vibrations can be likened to heaving up and down or as an in and out motion.
Hef (Hefu, Heft, Hfa) is a name of creations such as the reptile, snake, serpent, viper, worm, and caterpillar.
Hef also came to mean a creation that sloughs or sheds. This extends to that which sheds fruit. Thus this applies to all forms of word fruit, producers of any dimension of fruit, one specially named as such is the Hau (Hfau) or Haw thorn-tree, Hawthorn, White-Thorn.
An earlier form of Hfau-Thorn-Tree is Hkau-Khurn-Khuu from Heka-Khekh-Khuu.
