Greetings. My name is Chow Non Phat, and I am officially the Deputy Assistant Minister for Diet Control in the People’s Republic of China.
Oh, and I am also a Chinese spy, here on the ground, biting the dust (more on that to follow) in America with Paula Wong, who is a fellow agent — and — the love of my life.
Well, at least –SPOILER ALERT– We were Chinese spies.
Now we’re unsure of our status.
It’s a crazy story, and if you want to know more, you can read about it here:
Here is the link to it:
You see, Paula and I, with both our governments, got into what you American’s might call ‘a bit of a pickle’.
“Lettuce crush him like a rotten tomato!”Shih Tzu … fellow Chinese agent and my archenemy… to the powers that be in our Chinese Intelligence Community.
And he may get what he wants. In our alarm, Paula and I are on the run, hiding out in the foothills of The Strange Uncharted Mountains near Hector Klumpp’s hometown of Nibbling, Minnesota.
Anyway, I know I said Paula and I were on the run, but that’s not exactly true. Paula can still run, but apparently my left brain went on strike, refusing to communicate with my right foot.
Chow watched his toe
his foot in the snow.Famous Poet Hector Klumpp
Paula aided my stumble into hiding after that.
But, that was only the beginning of my struggles, for about that time I also began to struggle with my breathing and swallowing. I can’t even enjoy your basic Classic American Hamburger anymore.
So, Hector Klumpp ketched up with his good friend, Clifford Bean, mustard their strength, and discretely squeezed me in to the famous Mayonnaise Clinic here in the frozen tundra of Minnesota to see a neurologist. And after a series of appointments with him, he finally gave me a shocking diagnosis.
I have ALS disease.
We are stunned. And this video expresses my experience…
And the word is, it’s incurable.
I’m gonna’ die.
So this has been a very difficult time for me emotionally. I can see the train of death coming down the track….
Death is like the freight train in the future, heading towards us, closing the hours, second by second, between now and then. If we’re to live with any sense of satisfaction, we must engage life’s forces of antagonism before the train arrives.Robert McKee, Story
I hate that train. It’s like a billboard hovering over my train station. It just won’t go away.
So you can imagine why a crazy song like this made me cry…
Because I am madly in love with Paula — and this song expresses my dream…
This is all so crazy now.
Oh, and since one of my strangest ALS symptoms is called Pseudobulbar Affect…
Pseudobulbar affect (PBA) is a condition characterized by bouts of sudden, uncontrolled laughter or crying that occur in some people with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS). These outbursts often seem out of proportion or incongruent with the situation, and do not necessarily match how the person is actually feeling. They can be quite severe and can occur as often as several times a day.
…you may see tears rolling down the screen.
By the way, Paula found out that your Lou Gehrig guy had it too…
And Paula also showed me this moving video…
And, as we were trying to learn more about this shocking disease, we learned about someone else who also had it.
So, Paula and I are in a difficult crucible now.
You see, I was sent here to America on a crazy assignment. And the core was to explore this question:
Will the United States Survive Until 2025?
And Paula and I have experienced a series of epiphanies which have opened our eyes to a way of seeing a possible answer to that central question.
And a very important epiphany came our way after my diagnosis with ALS disease.
We began to explore a way of seeing which we’re calling…
for the Afterlife
So, because of our shared pain and sorry, we decided to share our research on that with you.
And there is someone to whom we owe an enormous debt of gratitude–the great Robert McKee, the modern Aristotle of story.
And he opened our eyes to a whole knew way of seeing — through the lens of story.
And these two questions especially have our attention…
Which story are we in?
Who are we, here in the story?
And from this way of seeing flows the major dramatic question we are all wondering about in our own stories:
How will this
So, we hope this website will help you with that question.
And please, come back as often as you’d like. We’ll continue to revise and reshape it, hopefully keeping it fresh and current.
But if this site suddenly disappears, you can bet that it’s because the train of death finally came into my station.