Here's a Summer story from my achieves.
"Me my Dad our Buick, and the Faeries"
This happened a few thousand years ago when America was great...I mean for real not the current shit.
This happened a few thousand years ago when America was great...I mean for real not the current shit.
I mean everybody had good jobs, and laugh's...mostly
Well one night in this long ago happy time I was sitting next to my dad on the front seat of our old Buick.A 1955 sky blue, and white two tone if ya wanna to know. Well as is the habit of kids everywhere I was squinting my eyes to make the passing street lights look weird. I had just begun to do the same with the tail lights ahead of us when I see something.
Wow that's a big bug I thought. Only when I stopped squinting it wasn't. A bug that is.
It wasn't tinker bell either. Ya know whole generations of rubes got real wacky ideas of what faeries look like 'cause of all the Disney propaganda. Thing is faerie's is just like folks. Just alot smaller,...with wings,.. and feelers, sometimes extra arms, and stuff, magical powers halos, and eh. Well okay faerie's ain't like folks at all, but so what.
Well there I am sitting next to the old man as we're rolling through Queens on our way back to Brooklyn, and there's these little faerie guys darting around the tail lights of the Oldsmobile in front of us. Hey, com'on ya can't make this stuff up.
Now ya see by this time I'm an 'experienced' kid, and know better than to tell my dad that I'm seeing glowing bug people buzzing around the butt-end of the car in front of us. Hey gimme some credit. I still remember the penance I had to do for one of my previous visions.
I foolishly told my folks that I saw flaming demon bat beasts flying out of an open manhole on Flatbush avenue. My mom made me kneel on a steel rod while I said the rosary ten times over for being in league with Satan. Heck I never even met the guy.
Sooo, I keeps my young trap shut, and enjoys the doing's of the wee folk in front of us. If dad saw anything he wasn't about to tell me. He knew better too. Still they was fun to watch, and they meant no harm.
Yes very interesting, but Uncle Sidney what the hell are you getting at with all this?
Ah, I'm glad you asked! See with the warmer weather coming we has to prepare for "Faerie Time!"
Like "Ring Around the Rosy" passed from kid to kid for nearly a thousand years. The knowledge of "Faerie Time" in the same way has come to the 21st century.
Like "Ring Around the Rosy" passed from kid to kid for nearly a thousand years. The knowledge of "Faerie Time" in the same way has come to the 21st century.
Come June 20st at midnight on that Longest Day all "Faeriedom" awakes, and begins their summer frolics! Which is to say it's their mating, and general screwing around w/humanity season. They never hurt anybody. 'Least not on purpose.
One thing tho' don't rob or try to hurt them they don't kid around about that. They may be seriously cute, but they have sharp teeth. Get my drift?
One thing tho' don't rob or try to hurt them they don't kid around about that. They may be seriously cute, but they have sharp teeth. Get my drift?
Otherwise we're all welcome to dance the summer away with them. That business about them abducting folks for years is crap told by the Church, and the CIA. They don't do that.
Them demons on the other hand...
Them demons on the other hand...
How long has this been going on? "Faerie Time" No one knows. Maybe it's from before Ur or Babylon. Legends is full of all sorts of traces about "Faerie Times", and it's goings on.
Point is,..."Faerie Time" is real.
My older cousins told me, and I told my special friends, and they told their friends, and so, and so, and so through the years, and generations, and ages to come. An unbroken tradition from kid to kid.
My older cousins told me, and I told my special friends, and they told their friends, and so, and so, and so through the years, and generations, and ages to come. An unbroken tradition from kid to kid.
When I was little I danced in a faerie circle with the sweet wee folk by the light of a full moon in Prospect Park. Then again on warm steamy nights in Central Park when I was a happily crazed, and horny teenager. Now in my demented pissed off elder years I still hear their songs.
Stay home be kind, and Vote.
(Btw see Exhibt "A" above.)
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