Saturday, May 21, 2005

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as if it wasnt enough that (harrison) had to wipe all his old english money on the rug each time he entered my casa, he also had to explain his whereabouts and show his papers ( complete with signed declarations that he DID NOT , in fact, solicit anymore "subjects" to join him in his madness (read: "atomic return") .... what does a man who "lost" (literally) three relatives and two board members from an english bank into the void, eat for breakfast? i ' ll tell you .... Optimism... the man really wont stop... I must admit i am a little charmed at the sight of this stately scientist carrying around this broken tricycle everywhere he goes ... and although the rest of this flat world believes it is merely a prop, i can clearly see he clings to it for survival... i see the tricycle more as a kickstand... why he would enlist an amateur photographer/teapotforgetter like myself to join him in his public defense, is a mystery (which in the years to come may show its threads to reason's sweater) ...I AM NOT going to expect any of you (readers #21 - 312) to rise to his defense OR even have sympathy for this man ( truth be told he is an incredible singer and could croon his story into your hearts and the next thing you know , you are :"strapped in") I am writing this strictly for public record (and a possible childrens book for "out there" kids) ... And so.... Harrison was in his mid thirties when he joined A.R.C. corp and was the the first assistant to the Director of Atomic Regenerative Sciences... he was (and is ) very bright... The director took notice of his unique approach to note taking ( drawing wild mandalas depicting lions(energy) and spears (tranfers) and other huntergatherer illustrations depicting HIGHLY UNNATURAL concepts) these drawings made there way to the board room (where other directors began detecting hints of other worldy brilliance ) ... each of theses mandalas was penned during his first year at A.R.C. and have since been destroyed ( all but one , which is now taped to my refrigerator for safe keeping ( my refrigerator is the safest place on earth) it was twenty three years before these drawings were to become harrisons "chamber" ... since its creation , the chamber has sent at least 12 subject back to their childhood to "reclaim" their identity... the trouble is two fold .... only 7 of these subjects have "rejoined" in the physical sense... Harrison explained : " i knew it would work! .... I was certain before i put my mother and nephew in the chamber , that they would return , and had we not stayed up the night before doing mountains of cocaine, i am sure they would be here now ... im certain that false confidence and misdirected anger fits prevented their return... which would explain why the shareholders of ARC who were lost as well , have not returned " .. i asked him if they too were doing mountains of coke and he told me , thought he did not SEE them the night before, ALL shareholders do mountains of coke everynight... "thats what makes them shareholders". I see... so now Harrison is on the run from public opinion because he lost these people in an "atomic meadow" and he has no plan to recover them... he does, however, insist that more subjects be sent "in " to retrieve the lost.. this time he wants to send dogs and detectives and a helicopter... so what am i doing at this breakfast? i think i am being asked to join his public crusade ( taking pictures of Harrison kissing babies, shaking hands , cleaning toilets with bibles, etc... to use in an article (which he claims Mark Twain is writing and all i need to do is go "atomically " to him to retrieve) and the article will be published in MODERN THINKER and WHORE OF BABYLON and he will be vindicated and able to resume his experiments... this all seems a little far fetched for me ( and i am fucking nuts) . we agree that the tricycle must stay here for the time being ( as its broken wheel gives his identity away , let alone a grown man carrying it everywhere he goes) he told me that we will meet up in front of glass pyramids out west in one month and he will have the entire chamber plans with him and i MUST bring along someone who is willing to copy these plans by hand. And if i am willing, we will build another chamber , and i will take these plans into the Atomic Past to Mr Twain , and he will write the article and i will bring it back to the magazine editors , and in exchange , i can have unlimited use of the new chamber.... which leads me to an even bigger question.... is this all so i can "give back that seven dollars? or am i jockeying for the position of INTERSTELLAR BUS DRIVER that i dreamt of as a kid... ? either way , Harrison sang me my instructions and i am convinced this is what i must do.
my brother said i should sell the tricycle on ebay as soon as Harrison leaves ... I have posted a picture of the tricycle in my apartment , so if you recognize it from your past , please write me so i can puch Harrison out for being an atomic theif.
ALL INQUIRIES INTO JOING ME OUT WEST SHOULD BE SENT TO thunderstatement@yahoo.com ... HARRISON is quite a talker so do not bother if you are an "eyeroller".

Thursday, May 05, 2005

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