Pressing Legal Words

The next recording is…………….hummmm………..well…………….I am not sure but anyway here it is.

Jesuah Spanyard: I picked this name for the recording because I like it. Actually I am Asian. I like listening to music the band Santana plays, thus the name. Not Santana but Jesuah. I also make Mexican style egg rolls. Whatever.

So I abducted an Alien. From outer or inner space. The Alien, unfortunately invaded my space. I was fishing on a like near my home. It is walking distance and a beautiful walk at that. Sometimes I like the walk so much I forget to bring my fishing stuff. The trees, plants, animals and when I reach this little hill I can see my neighbor behind her fence sunbathing nude. Great walking exercise. I thought about telling her that I could see her from atop that hill……. but why embarrass her. Or me.

One day I fell asleep at my fishing place and woke up around dusk. Walking back I thought I saw a bunch of flashlights in the woods. When I reached the hill there was this little weird creature walking in front of my neighbors fence. Feeling for my neighbors safety. I snuck up on it. Hit it in the head with one of my leftover beer drinks and knocked it out. I think. It did fall down and I gathered it up in my net. It was small and light and I am not sure what the legal weight limit is when catching Aliens. So I decided to take it home and not tell anyone.

When I was young, before I retired 10 years ago. I landed a job helping this guy named Jim or Tim Hanson, Hennson or something like that. I was a good at making toys and dolls for kids. I made puppets for him. He paid well. Especially after his puppet show took off and he moved to a street named after, I think bread or bread rolls. The money was enough for me to buy my present home. I lived in this home for about a little over a year and decided to enlarge the basement roomier and use it for my puppet making area. That is when I discovered the fallout shelter behind a fake basement wall. I fixed it up, re-enforced the steel door that was hidden behind the wall, and had a puppet shop I could work in undisturbed. The main problem was that the canned food in the shelter. Well. Canned food can go bad. I was in the hospital about 4 or 5 days after eating some. I threw some of it away but got sidetracked with the puppet making and did not throw out all of the food in those rusty dented cans. This turned out to be a good thing.

Back to the alien I abduction-ed. The alien had a sort of milky cream very faint yellowish color. It was the size of an actor I met named Mickey or Nickey Ruiney. I am bad with names. The Ruiney actor guy was about 5 feet tall. Slim and liked to ride horses. He is still alive today and is still a good fellow. I made a puppet suit to fit my abducted alien and the problem was it’s eyes were so big. I made eyes like the eyes in those paintings with kids that have big eyes. It covered the alien eyes nicely and I think it could still see thru them. Not sure but I never saw it run, walk or trip into things.

I watched some TV shows about aliens. Some guy with Einstein hair. He taught me a little what I needed to know. But…….Aliens do not talk telepathy wise. Maybe it was because the full beer can hit it in the head I think. I was a Quarterback in high school and could throw hard and long. This alien has 3 fingers. One like a thumb. A long middle type finger then a small strangely sticky one. I got tired of calling the Alien it……. and renamed it into John…… and sometimes Jane. It responded better to John. So John. Forgot to mention I learned from the alien teaching Einstein guy. If you touch an Alien it oozes a protective fluid that if touched can kill you or make you sicker than eating old canned food. That is why I came up with the puppet suit. John also liked the rancid rusty canned left over food I found. John at first turned a radish red and mohair green color. Then kind of perked up and was fine. John drinks water and there was a bathroom and shower in the fallout shelter. I’m not sure if John used the toilet but it was always clean and flushed. Actually John was a clean freak and kept everything dust free and smelling like sage. John, the alien, could not walk through walls or fly or ride a bike or any of that other none-sense one may hear about aliens. Therefore it was easy to keep John in the fallout shelter. I was not sure if keeping John was a crime. It turned out kidnapping was a crime but not alien abduction. I think it is a question of semantics or seymantics. Sometimes my spelling is off but the Alexiea Serya robot speaker voice helps me with spelling. I do not always say the words I need to spell correctly hence the missed-spellings from time to time.

Let me explain communication with John a bit. With 3 fingers. I tried to communicate by means of that game people play using their hands to have people guess if it is an animal, person, place or some other stupid answer. John could only muster one, two or three letters because of those 3 fingers. That turned out to be enough. At one point I thought I was hearing voices. My Psychologist Doctor gave me medicine. It helped a little and I loved the side effects. I tried to explain to John about the voices and he would finger me back. “It d e e it”.

Session One

Chapter fishing for Aliens

Recorded by Sociate Mann Eyn Black for Dr. Happy Felix and the studies of real and unreal junk, also for EChumly Head Sociate.