Interview with Rome I - Part 10 of 17
As Steve Fisch and I get the scripts ready to sell Rome's Revolution as a streaming series, he asked me for a lot of background information that I did not have. So I took some time out to interview Rome and Rei. Rome was very talkative so I had to break up the interview into two parts. Rei was a bit more concise. So here is the first Rome interview, part 10 of 17.
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Rome: Volia is love of friends, companionship. You understand that?
(Perry nods)
Rome: Aris is, well, physical. Akin to attraction, maybe even lust, that sort of thing.
Perry: And the last one? Emir I think you said?
Rome: Yes. Emir. Emir is all of them, rolled up into one. Rei is mau emir, my love, but English does not carry enough complexity to fully describe how I feel about him.
Perry: That’s very nice. I think we should try and incorporate those words.
Rome: Perhaps. I’ll leave that to others. Formal Vuduri is what the Essessoni would call a Romance language. Not romance as in a love story but dating all the way back to Portuguese and from there back to Latin, the language of the Romans. Those languages have such subtleties. English is an amalgam of Germanic, Romance and every other language when needed. It’s a mongrel language but not in the pejorative sense. It’s very flexible. I think that’s why it’s caught on as the universal second language of all the inhabitants of Deucado. Not only do the Essessoni and the Deucadons speak it as a first language but the Ibbrassati, the mandasurte and even the Vuduri have latched on. Again, funny story. When Rei and I were traveling from Tabit to Deucado, I taught him Vuduri to the point where it was second nature to him. He spoke it like a native. I told him nobody was going to take the time to learn English on Deucado. I couldn’t have been more wrong! (Rome slaps her thigh and laughs)
(Perry smiles and nods)
Perry: We keep straying. The bands?
Rome: Oh yes. The bands. It didn’t take me very long to look deep enough into Rei’s mind to know that he was not an Ark Lord. He had no knowledge of the Darwin agenda. He was an innocent. Sweet, kind, caring, earnest. In short, he was nice guy, not a monster. But I didn’t stop there. I kept pushing deeper, to see what it was like to live in his world, to experience it through his eyes. But all the while that I was exploring his mind, the bands are bi-directional, you know, he was exploring mine. He was wading into my childhood, to all those memories that I had been repressing. The wonder he expressed. It was like looking at myself for the first time. It was so liberating! I needed more. It was like an addiction. I couldn’t stop. I pushed harder and harder until I literally broke the bands. Whatever restraints or restrictions were built into the electronics, I burnt them out. Deeper and deeper we went. To the point where I couldn’t tell where I stopped and Rei started. Unlike you, I know the soul is real. Aason proved that. Well, our souls intertwined as only Asboradi Cimponeti could. We became one. We were now our own samanda. A miniature version of our own Overmind. And we’ve been connected ever since. Love as a word is so inadequate to describe how I feel about him. And I know he feels the same.
Perry: Wow. That sounds intense!
Rome: It was. But it was also the most wonderful thing that’s ever happened to me. Well, excluding the birth of my children. That was pretty awesome, too.
Perry: Do you still use the bands now?
Tomorrow, part 11
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Rome: Volia is love of friends, companionship. You understand that?
(Perry nods)
Rome: Aris is, well, physical. Akin to attraction, maybe even lust, that sort of thing.
Perry: And the last one? Emir I think you said?
Rome: Yes. Emir. Emir is all of them, rolled up into one. Rei is mau emir, my love, but English does not carry enough complexity to fully describe how I feel about him.
Perry: That’s very nice. I think we should try and incorporate those words.
Rome: Perhaps. I’ll leave that to others. Formal Vuduri is what the Essessoni would call a Romance language. Not romance as in a love story but dating all the way back to Portuguese and from there back to Latin, the language of the Romans. Those languages have such subtleties. English is an amalgam of Germanic, Romance and every other language when needed. It’s a mongrel language but not in the pejorative sense. It’s very flexible. I think that’s why it’s caught on as the universal second language of all the inhabitants of Deucado. Not only do the Essessoni and the Deucadons speak it as a first language but the Ibbrassati, the mandasurte and even the Vuduri have latched on. Again, funny story. When Rei and I were traveling from Tabit to Deucado, I taught him Vuduri to the point where it was second nature to him. He spoke it like a native. I told him nobody was going to take the time to learn English on Deucado. I couldn’t have been more wrong! (Rome slaps her thigh and laughs)
(Perry smiles and nods)
Perry: We keep straying. The bands?
Rome: Oh yes. The bands. It didn’t take me very long to look deep enough into Rei’s mind to know that he was not an Ark Lord. He had no knowledge of the Darwin agenda. He was an innocent. Sweet, kind, caring, earnest. In short, he was nice guy, not a monster. But I didn’t stop there. I kept pushing deeper, to see what it was like to live in his world, to experience it through his eyes. But all the while that I was exploring his mind, the bands are bi-directional, you know, he was exploring mine. He was wading into my childhood, to all those memories that I had been repressing. The wonder he expressed. It was like looking at myself for the first time. It was so liberating! I needed more. It was like an addiction. I couldn’t stop. I pushed harder and harder until I literally broke the bands. Whatever restraints or restrictions were built into the electronics, I burnt them out. Deeper and deeper we went. To the point where I couldn’t tell where I stopped and Rei started. Unlike you, I know the soul is real. Aason proved that. Well, our souls intertwined as only Asboradi Cimponeti could. We became one. We were now our own samanda. A miniature version of our own Overmind. And we’ve been connected ever since. Love as a word is so inadequate to describe how I feel about him. And I know he feels the same.
Perry: Wow. That sounds intense!
Rome: It was. But it was also the most wonderful thing that’s ever happened to me. Well, excluding the birth of my children. That was pretty awesome, too.
Perry: Do you still use the bands now?
Tomorrow, part 11
Published on September 30, 2020 08:47
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