For Lilian and the Indigos - Above Top Secret
For Lilian and the Indigos - Above Top Secret
For Lilian and the Indigos - Above Top Secret
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PART TWO<br />
The date is April 23 1999. I have access to a nice laptop <strong>and</strong> I feel <strong>the</strong> need to write my<br />
revisions <strong>and</strong> additions.<br />
I spent most of 97 in Lodi looking at an oil tank on <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r side of <strong>the</strong> 414 highway<br />
when I was a live-in babysitter for my cousin Dale’s son, Mike. The lil’ bastard I served<br />
is now 8 years old. He has taught me more about myself than anyone, <strong>and</strong> I now have<br />
complete empathy for my parental units. The child is me – I was him. All <strong>the</strong>se traumatic<br />
lessons, instant tears... He forced me to be an authority, yet I feel 8 myself. He plays with<br />
fire <strong>and</strong> his elders shun him; learning is getting burnt <strong>and</strong> he knows it, so he indulges <strong>the</strong><br />
elders’ authority trip <strong>and</strong> plays anyway...<br />
His phases of growth are amazingly like mine, but he is learning even faster than I did<br />
that adults ain't right in <strong>the</strong> head. He doesn't underst<strong>and</strong> his daddy’s stress <strong>and</strong> his daddy<br />
doesn't remember <strong>the</strong> newness of childhood. He is obsessed with toys <strong>and</strong> cartoons, a<br />
refuge fantasy world; this harsh world forces him to retreat into his imagination. They are<br />
creating this cocoon which protects <strong>the</strong> inner child as it secretly morphs into a little god.<br />
Soon his sisters will tell him to "grow up" <strong>and</strong> he won't. Then one day he will be ancient<br />
<strong>and</strong> nobody will know why. This kid has faith in me. When he asks if my spaceship is<br />
built yet <strong>and</strong> I tell him it is going to be a few more years, he says it’s pretty special to<br />
have me for an "uncle." Mikey knows his uncle will be famous but, as his daddy told<br />
him, "worry about making yourself famous."<br />
I spent most of ’98 working a series of McJobs <strong>and</strong> smoking pot. My friendship with L.<br />
"Counting Water" has flourished <strong>and</strong> I feel he is <strong>the</strong> only man I can truly trust right now.<br />
L has been here for me since this shit started. He never hesitated to kick down some herb<br />
or munchies to me, <strong>and</strong> more importantly he taught me about Archeoastronomy,<br />
geometry, earth grids <strong>and</strong> countless r<strong>and</strong>om shit from Salvia Divinorum to School of <strong>the</strong><br />
Americas. He is in <strong>the</strong> same boat I am in. Working on fringe stuff nobody else can<br />
appreciate, occasionally meeting people who bring him ano<strong>the</strong>r piece of <strong>the</strong> puzzle,<br />
waiting for cartography software... When I told him I was <strong>the</strong> christ it wasn't a big deal<br />
cuz we are from Ithaca... He thought it was neat that I am just like <strong>the</strong> character in his<br />
Scorched Earth comics <strong>and</strong> found more validation in that than my actual prophecy. I truly<br />
love this guy <strong>and</strong> I hope he doesn't feel like my star is shining too brightly next to his.<br />
The fact we are friends should tell him we go WAY back. Like he said, I build <strong>the</strong><br />
spaceship, he makes <strong>the</strong> map. We started a mad scientists club <strong>and</strong> have felt <strong>the</strong><br />
knowledge pour down. We got some Pagans <strong>and</strong> chemists to round out <strong>the</strong> bunch.<br />
Hopefully it will grow after I have some money to give.<br />
I have stumbled upon <strong>the</strong> Dolores Cannon books, Conversations with Nostradamus, <strong>and</strong> I<br />
now know for certain I am not insane. My inventions are in <strong>the</strong>re, my artist’s police