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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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How Can I Say I Love You?

Ralph Kinsley

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It would be a week before the next concert. He really wanted to call her and let her hear the tune. Something told him "easy does it." But his mind was on nothing else. He played it in his car. He played it at the beach.  He played it for all his friends. He played it everywhere. He cut a CD for her. But what to do with it?   Finally they talked and she suggested he compose a tune about their first concert. He said he already had! May I bring it over this evening? Another excuse to see her!!  She was all he could think of. 
 
She played it for all her pals. She called family and friends from afar and played it on the phone. He uploaded it to youtube.  They listened to it together and played it in the car everywhere they went. 

And he wrote another....and another....and another....6 more in the next few weeks. 

This was the one he wrote before the next concert. Listen and see if you can "hear" his head spinning!!

Carnival of Love

Ralph Kinsley

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It was a long time between concerts. A whole week! She worked so hard. Long hours. Not a lot of time for socializing in the evening. Sometimes she would see him but usually she was quite tuckered out. He wrote this next song to express how he felt without seeing her. 

A Day Without You

Ralph Kinsley

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It seemed to him like his primary competition for her love and attention was this stuff called "Ormus." She was kind, affectionate and caring but it was all she talked about.....Into the wee hours of the night she would chat with people all over the world about this stuff he knew nothing about-in a language of which he knew nothing. He would sit inside her apartment playing with his laptop, happy just to know she was near. Maybe they would have a few tender moments together later.  He was ready to whisk her away. She was ready to go. But she still owed her employer a little bit more time. He knew his love for music was just as strong as her passion for Ormus. He wrote another song to express his frustration. It is easy to hear. Listen. 

As you are learning about Ormus, and beyond: Chris Emmons offers her highly regarded Ormus:

Discovery in Action Ormus, "Buried in the Ground"  As well as do it yourself Ormus making kits

 

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