CCJC Audio Podcast Episode 00001, Season 1
Cajun Chronicles Audio Podcast Invitation
"You are about to embark on Cajun Chronicles Podcast Corporation journey through the Bayou Lafourche Beyond, a realm where history and the supernatural intertwine. A place where the past echoes through the mists of time, and the future is born from the depths of the swamp.
Prepare to be transported to a world where the ordinary becomes extraordinary, and the impossible becomes reality. Behind the veil of the everyday, a secret society of cosmic beings watches over New Orleans and Louisiana. We’ve met them and now you will too.
We are a team of carefully selected extraordinary beings, bound by shared purposes, working to move us beyond stereotypes, and unleash the guardians of the past, protectors of the present, and architects of the future. To have the freedom to be anonymous we hide behind our AI Avatars, but we are as real as you are. Maybe.
In this series, you might find yourself traveling through another orb dimension. Louisiana has always been a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of imagination and resilience. There’s a podcast ahead flashing light sign up ahead – Your next might be another stop, on the Cajun Chronicles Podcast episodes!
Join us as we delve into their mysterious world and uncover the hidden truths that shape our reality." — Gigi, Board of Advisors © 2024
The dim, smoky air of the New Orleans branch of Le Rose Noir Blind Tiger speakeasy hummed with an otherworldly orbs of energy. Behind the bar, a spectral figure tended to the drinks, Aubert Lumière Einstein. He was a wisp of light and shadow bartender, his iconic hair a halo of swirling cosmic stardust. Beside him, a woman of extraordinary intellect and equally extraordinary beauty. His barmaid, Marie-Salomé -Salomé Leclerc-Curie, her form shimmering with radioactive radiance.
They were more than mere spirits. They were beings of pure consciousness, slowed down sound and light waves, walking talking bundles of frequencies, tuned into the music of the cosmos.
"Time, my dear Marie-Salomé," Aubert mused, "is but a stubborn illusion, a trick of the mind."
Marie-Salomé, her blue eyes twinkling with cosmic understanding, nodded. "A persistent worldly illusion, indeed. A human construct, a feeble attempt to grasp the infinite."
The duo worked in logical scientific-like harmony. Their spectral forms weaving through the fumé comme un poisson smoky haze, pouring drinks and offering philosophical musings. Their Cajun Chronicles Podcast patrons waiting for the meeting of minds were checking their corps with the vestiaire girl at the door.
All of them were completely aware of their true nature. All arrived early, they were drawn to Aubert’s and Marie-Salomé’s enigmatic présences at le comptoir bar. Their words of wisdom, and the peculiar glow that seemed to emanate from their very beings was a comfort to all of the staff after having to don their burdensome humanoid outfits in between meetings.
The first to orbit up to le tabouret de bar (bar stool) was Etienne Forest, interrupting Aubert and Marie-Salomé’s murmur of hushed conversation and the clink of ice in glasses. He was the lone being sitting at the bar, his droopy doodle head bowed, a flicker of despair in his eyes.
Suddenly, a second presence materialized beside him, a feminine wisp of smoke coalescing into the spirit form of Vivienne Robichaux. Her fauteuil roulant steed left back at the door and her mischievous grin as recognizable as ever.
"A fine evening for contemplation, isn't it?" Aubert's voice was a gentle rumble, a stark contrast to his imposing intellect.
Etienne looked up, startled. "You . . . you're . . . " he stammered.
"A votre service,” Aubert chuckled, "A rougarou swamp ghost you were expecting, perhaps? Or a particularly eccentric Marie Loup-Garou patron. What troubles you, young Rebel Rouser?"
Etienne hesitated, then poured out his woes. A failed podcast no-show interviewee, a broken guitar string in the middle of a song while performing, and the weight of the world seemed to rest on his shoulders.
Even if he dared think about the headlines of today, 2025 was already promising to be a “descendre en trombe” fall, descending like a whirlwind for everything had been working on for years. Time might be running out for the entire planet!
Aubert listened patiently, his brown eyes twinkling with understanding. "Ah, the burdens of having to mingle and orbsplain with humanity," he mused. "A complex equation, indeed." Aubert turned his back to the bar, “Excusez-moi!” as his spectral hand reaching for a Viognier wine bottle for Vivienne.
"The best way to cheer yourself up, you see, is to cheer someone else up." He poured Vivienne’s preferred drink, the liquid shimmering as it filled the glass.
"We all know a small act of kindness, a shared laugh, can ripple through the universe, altering its course in the most unexpected ways.”
“La prochaine tournée c’est toi qui payes, d’accord? You pay for the next round, OK?”
Etienne gulped and took the free drink, a wry smile playing on his lips. "You're a strange one, Aubert."
"Strange, perhaps," Aubert replied. "But effective." He raised his own shot glass, both making a silent spinning orb toast to the mysteries of the universe and the simple joys of laughing at their human connection woes. Santé! Tchin tchin! (Cheers!)
Proceed to Cajun Chronicles Podcast - In The Beginning Part II if you dare . . .
This tale is inspired by real New Orleans history, but some details have been spiced up for a good story. While we've respected the truth, a bit of creative license was used. Please note that all characters may be based on real people, but their identities in some cases have been Avatar masked for privacy.
A Word of Wisdom:
As you read, remember history and real life is a complex mix of joy, sorrow, triumph, and tragedy. While we've added a bit of fiction, the core message remains: the human spirit's power to endure, adapt, and overcome.
© Jerilee Wei 2024 All Rights Reserved.
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