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1311 McNair

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when i used to live at 1311 McNair st. it was the last house at the end of a cul-de-sac. no houses completed the circle because there was some water reservoir on the hill there.

our back yard was set right into that steep, rocky hill, it went straight up. we had a platform up on top of the hill which should have one day become a whole treehouse but never got further than just a platform to sit on at the top of the world to look out over the island.

some nights we'd eat mushrooms or acid or X or all three and sit up on that platform and walk up to the water reservoir. it looked like the most placid pool surrounded by a chain link fence and this giant tower with a huge white round disk on the side of it, which we thought should have been a speaker by which to project the likes of Eat Static or Future Sound of London to the world.

that was our moon base, our interplanetary embassies were held up by lake placid. we communicated with beings of light and voices of mercury and many great peace negotiations were reached.

there was also a sign on the side of the tower which said something along the likes of "all activity is being electronically monitored" which at first scared the hell out of us, but later, we just laughed wondering what the hell they must think we were up to up there.



1311 McNair

Posted to Utterances




when i used to live at 1311 McNair st. it was the last house at the end of a cul-de-sac. no houses completed the circle because there was some water reservoir on the hill there.

our back yard was set right into that steep, rocky hill, it went straight up. we had a platform up on top of the hill which should have one day become a whole treehouse but never got further than just a platform to sit on at the top of the world to look out over the island.

some nights we'd eat mushrooms or acid or X or all three and sit up on that platform and walk up to the water reservoir. it looked like the most placid pool surrounded by a chain link fence and this giant tower with a huge white round disk on the side of it, which we thought should have been a speaker by which to project the likes of Eat Static or Future Sound of London to the world.

that was our moon base, our interplanetary embassies were held up by lake placid. we communicated with beings of light and voices of mercury and many great peace negotiations were reached.

there was also a sign on the side of the tower which said something along the likes of "all activity is being electronically monitored" which at first scared the hell out of us, but later, we just laughed wondering what the hell they must think we were up to up there.