Lufti from Mufti (a Space-time Traveler) Reappears

By Catherine E. Goin

This is the third book in the series following “Mercy, Lord, Mercy” and “Into the Pink Hole”. After painting for fifty years, what I needed to say that way had been said, and I turned to music (dance not being available of adults where I live.) Now writing has surfaced in my life, and I write in the hopes that what I say will help someone else learn from my experience with therapy and the help of God. Since I am challenged by schizophrenia (paranoid variety), anorexia nervosa, a broken heart, and every trauma known to woman.

• Language: English
• Publisher: LifeRich Publishing
• Release date: Aug 1, 2023
• ISBN: 9781489748447

Catherine E. Goin

Is her story real? Did it happen in reality? It happened in 1974 in SFO. The events of that time escapes memory. She met Lufti in 1974, just before going into the hospital. He knew her as Betsy. The character of Eileen existed only in her mind. Does she exist now?

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ISBN: 978-1-4897-4845-4 (sc)

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Library of Congress Control Number: 2023913425

LifeRich Publishing rev. date: 07/13/2023

Russell Goin who made this book possible

Dr. David Goldstein

Professor R. Ascham who got me to writing

CONTENTS

Introduction

Chapter 1: Ennui

Chapter 2: The Following Day

Chapter 3: Planning for the Trip

Chapter 4: Preparation for the Journey and Party

Chapter 5: Not in My Dream

Chapter 6: The Party and Beginning of the Trip

Chapter 7: A Short Interlude

Chapter 8: The Journey to Earth

Chapter 9: Gone! Where?

Chapter 10: The Aliens Land

Chapter 11: The Blood Moon

Chapter 12: On to Dulles

Chapter 13: Cher-ie and I Take a Fashion Amble

Chapter 14: Style for a While

Chapter 15: Departure is Drawing Near

Chapter 16: The Carnivorous Mushrooms

Chapter 17: The Journey Home for the Muftians

INTRODUCTION

In my book "Into the Pink Hole I and my fellow travelers pass into another dimension. Normally I thought of the next dimension as Heaven, where I would like to go and walk with Jesus, which is now possible with Earth Shoes. As I am old and terminally tired, this can’t happen soon enough, but I am hoping to once again see Lufti. Lufti knew me as Betsy. Eileen was my name for myself, used when I was sick and didn’t know who I was. Now I know. Eileen is gone.

After many twists and turns, in this and that direction, our merry crew in my dream boarded The Pink Bubble heading in the hoped-for-direction of Mufti. After reaching Mufti and landing, the crew stepped onto terra- firma, looking around to see what there was to see on this new planet. A new planet in an alternate universe is not an everyday occurrence. Lufti and his wife Cher-ie and their pet Manifur appeared. Hi Betsy! How are you? enquired Lufti? He gave me a big hug which I only felt as if I had never seen Lufti, only hearing and sensing him.

Wahu and Yahoo met the new animal named Manifur who belonged to Lufti and Cher-ie.

Are the red-skinned friends of yours Martians? enquired Lufti?

Yes, and my brother Russell and others of my family and friends. I’d like for you to meet them! I said with enthusiasm.

I’ve heard so much about you, but it’s surprising to see you are so old! piped up Cher-ie.

That’s why it’s so good to see Lufti once again. This may be my last opportunity to see him and his family, I said in my happiest voice. This is a new home for everyone but me and Russell. I need to get back to my shrink’s.

He’s done wonders with you. Now let’s go look around, said Lufti and they all meandered off.

BACK IN THE PAST…

I was seated comfortably in the First-Class section of the airplane. The plane had taken off, and was climbing up, up, up through the clouds, climbing to 37,000 feet for the ride to the West Coast. Ah! The sun is setting! I said as we rose above the cloud layer.

Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof!

Wahu, isn’t it nice to be above the clouds?

Is there something I can get for you? enquired the stewardess passing through the aisle as I talked to Wahu.

No thank you. Why do you ask?

You were talking as I passed your seat. I assumed you wanted something.

I was talking to Wahu! I replied.

Wahu? Wahu? Who is Wahu? she stammered.

Wahu is Madame Pele’s dog.

Dog! What do you mean…a dog? Have you hidden a dog in your bag? That is not allowed, exclaimed the stewardess.

I don’t have a live dog. Madame Pele’s dog is in my mind. He likes to talk with me.

Sure lady, if you say so! She shook her head and muttered, walking away. She is nuts! You can never tell by looking at someone that they are crazy. She looks so smart in her black cigarette pants, blue boiled wool jacket, white silk shell, and black platform shoes. She must be crazy.

I fainted…

Black, black, the world is black. I feel chills up and down my back.

My brains are in a sack.

Hiss, hiss! Piss, piss went the cat. I wish she wasn’t so fat.

I jerked up and down, flipping back and forth. I snapped out of my faint. The stewardess was shaking me…

Where am I? I moaned. Where am I? I groaned.

This flight is going to SFO. You must have been having a bad dream. You were asleep.

Thank you for waking me. I whispered as a weird voice appeared in my brains…

Whrr! Whrr! Grrr! Grrr! You may call me sir. I am from a planet far, far away.

I am in your brains to stay. You cannot get away.

I like R and R…to get off my craft.

I get tired of pacing fore and aft.

The green hills of Earth, they call.

Into the transporter, down I fall

Until landing