Estate of Oak Trees - A Prequel

Estate of the Oak Trees – A Prequel
Dearest, desperate, disparate, daring, dangerous, darling…endangered Lily….ok I am back…it is now September 23 or thereabouts…2012….excuses for not writing for so long…sorting out my papers recently I found a compilation of various diary entries written by one of our parallel selves...a hermaphrodite by the name of Sooty.
Sooty was living with Stevie her bisexual er…’friend’ at the Queenstown Oak Plantation…otherwise known as Beard.  It appears that Sooty wrote about certain events that happened in KanaK after the pole shaft incident…hence the soot stains on both hands….here are some excerpts from that diatribe…
“ I wish someone would tell me what is going on…I cannot stand stuffing around on this computer…how am I supposed to know who I am talking to… I just want to know what happened…please will someone arrange to meet me somewhere and tell me in person to my face what is going on???…ring me on my mobile…this is my number 1313 266010…we can meet somewhere in Civic or Queenstown and you can tell  me everything…I am sick of being left out of the loop with this …whoever is monitoring me is obviously interested in whatever juvenile perspective I might have about this situation. Over and out…I have told you all I know…I don’t even know what is happening most of the time…what time period are you from???...what time period am I from???..has the world been destroyed or not…Where am I???
Lily…it’s me Sandy Parker interjecting for a moment….sigh…Sooty was staying at a Good Samaritan Shelter for homeless and or deranged men…anyhoos…
Oh by the way I can’t publish any of this new material in Spanish on the ‘Day of Longboarding’ site because Steve’s mobileme ran out…and he doesn’t have the money to renew it…so I will find some other place…MySpace for instance or whatever…Please Stop putting me through the hoops…and the worst thing about all of this is I don‘t even  know who it is that I am talking to…if anyone at all…all I can think…is that maybe I am being monitored and maybe that monitor is friendly  but maybe not…ring me tonight if you can…NOW would be ok…introduce yourself as my long lost  Sumerian relative.
Lily...it was a monitor lizard…Mal Con Tent…think of an Easter Island statue…look at the lady in the tent dress and remember me…and then look in the mirror….
Hello back again…I tried to email one of the Defenders from the Department of Defenders  but it bounced back at me…so I have written a letter to the Prime Managerial Inquiry Line. I am hoping someone who knows something about this will get in contact with me….until then I will continue to demand answers from every single Statue of Authority I think of.  Why am I constantly being followed and watched…don’t think I have not noticed all the supposed construction agents wandering about pretending to be busy.
What is it that I am supposed to do…I have given your people whatever information they need…all I know is what I know…I know there are people out there who know more than me…and I know I am being blocked from finding out what they know….and this is after I have told them, everything I know!!!
The main problem is that well…I just need some help…I feel so overwhelmed sometimes…am I the only person this has happened to?
…sigh…really boring … (sandy interjecting here)
This  is what I want to know…  First off…. are the monitors from the same time line as me? What happened to the world?? Are there other people that this has happened to??? Was it an unexpected or an expected event???? Could I have died before that and gone into the future and then just suddenly reappeared in the past… or now….or whatever?????
….so boring….
Why is the location of the place that I live in so hard to find and why is it called Beard…off all ridiculous names?....not in my reality anyhoos...also why are people from some other reality trying to find me in the ocean? Also why is it that when I Google earth…I can’t find Kanak on the map or evidence of any civilization at all. Please believe me…I am not going bananas…I am completely sane…I swear it…I promise  you I am telling you the truth.
…sigh…Sandi here….the truth is Lily, Sooty was making these heartfelt beseeching’s to the hominids from Africa….Australopithecus Afarensis, Homo Habilis, Neanderthal man…to name a few…also lizards, a crocodile… potatoes…. sea creatures of one type or another... but she wasn’t to know…
…also there is something else that I am having a hard time coming to grips with…I remember once while living in the city of Kanak….one day  everything was different…it was not real…it was like a dream….i saw a pigeon about to be run over and I screamed…it was as if the streets were empty and echoing…I felt like a ghost in a ghost town or did I just imagine the whole thing? I feel like I have been a ghost for a long time…I walk around crying and ringing my hands…my lost boys, Danton and Nico were there…they just could not comprehend my situation…one night we had a huge fight and they left…
In one time, the world ended…in another time…it is about to end…for me it has already happened….the light is different here…when I see my friends I wonder if they are dreaming or
 I am.
I am so confused….i am beseeching you from the deepest most sorrowful depths of my heart…from one lost and confused soul to another…someone who is feeling the weight of the world on her shoulders to guide me through these dark times as  I try to guide you…whoever you are…I can’t see you but I know you know things about me.
I want to have a face to face to face meeting with someone who has a face and who is not from the other side who will tell me everything they know that I don’t…why is that such an unreasonable request? What is the purpose of this incessant subterfuge? I am sick of it. Just tell me!
This is my number 0307195999…or try this one…666999 or this one 666666 or 999999 or 101 or 010010 or 000000000…as soon as possible please!!! Whatever you do…don’t ring me on this number…2221930…not if you want to wind up in Hiroshima or Nagasaki in any case…coz that is where they dropped the atom bomb and that Lily was the beginning of all of our problems but not the end ok.
Another thing…I hate stuffing around with computer gadgetry…too much information…brain overload…I get my information from holographic representations not from the new papers ok….did I say that?
Lily…this is so incredibly boring that I am going to skip over some of it….
With regards to the computers and disinformation agencies….there are now too many secret portals and secret gateways ect ect and I cannot keep up with them all …besides who knows what enclaves and in what time lines they are attached too….i really wanted to join the community room for example but guess what my password did not work…not only that but I could not get into any of my own web portals because guess what all my passwords had been changed…this happened so many times that I lost track of them completely…meanwhile unscrupulous offers are made to me… gamblers and astrologers contact me with urgent messages…one day in civic…at the CupCake Shop…I was urgently trying to relay a message to another construction agent  from the Department of Defenders. I am not being fanciful when I say that banana soldiers had been leaving me secret messages by way of stick on notes at pedestrian crossings. While all of this is going on someone or something loaded a jamster thingie onto my phone which was somehow blocking my messages and diverting them to these childish games and stupid ringtones, celebrity gossip ect…by the time I realized what was going on…I owed the telephone company which orchestrated this mega ripoff hundreds of dollars…for the use of their service…what the f..k?
Lily I tell you this is one fucked up town.
Lily…i am wading through Sooty’s ramblings trying to make them sound more interesting than they really are…. when it hit me….You are Sooty….I can just imagine you rolling around on the floorboards of that dilapidated old house of yours… covering your ears with a pillow going lalalalalalala….especially when you find out about the porn movies they made out of Sooty’s private relations with Stevie . Do you know that Sooty and Stevie were actually filmed in an upside down embrace so that the reptilians could jerk of about them?... and that this illicit film was used as an excuse to fire them from their job looking after lost munchkins…I don’t have to tell you what happened to those munchkins after Sooty and Stevie got the sack.
Ok get a grip Lily…I know how much you love your hairs….Sooty shaved the back of her head so that when viewed from behind, she looked like an elephant…later when ….Rob and I returned from our holiday to lava mountain….i was wearing sack cloth….thanks for nothing you fucking mattress whore.
Guess what?... a sabre tooth black cat has moved in to my apartment…she’s very nice and well behaved.
As regards Sooty….just before Sooty turned up in the oak plantation where Rob had fled after his….one of his huge…one of our horrible fights…she had a major freak-out…
Oh my god this is so embarrassing…Sooty read a story in the bible about a woman called Susannah who was violated by two horrible men in the gardens of her palace...when she tried to tell Rob about it, he acted dumbfounded….later….another day after Rob had moved out…she decided to confront a priest re: the rewriting of the bible or rather parts thereof…… two construction agents followed her to the Lutheran Church and…she tried to explain the situation….later in the carpark…she saw her friend from the Latvian Quarter who drove her to another church in another part of town.
Here is another excerpt from Sooty’s diary…..I would very much like to meet with Daryl the organ player who just happened to be playing the organ at St John’s Church that day….I went to three churches that day and…..