Then he explained that the word minutes and the concept of minutes came from a Native Americans. That ghosts in America go to the place America originally was and still is under all the concrete, houses and land cut up into squares. That this construct we think of as minutes and we think of as cities, yards, parking lots and stores are all a puppet of what’s underneath. This eternal place America will always be that was there before when the Native Americans lived there, and would be there after the disassembly of what Seymour called The Experiment. That like his TV show, what we knew life in America to be was a puppet show. The spirit of everything containing and masking the Spirit that Native America once was and still is. That America is all a fake ghost world. Anyone born here that isn’t Native American is like a living ghost in a place they are not really from. Then some of them die and go to the place they are originally from and some of them join the other ghosts here. I told him I had hoped that because I had spent the majority of my life I could recall feeling like a living ghost, that when I died I wouldn’t be one. He said it was the opposite, that my life had been practice for my afterlife. This thought chilled me and saddened me deeply. Realizing as much as I Possibly could how long eternity was and how short my mortality. Things started shifting for me in Ghost Land, I snuggled with Philip sometimes, and he was nice but distant sort of and smiled in an ironic impish way, like there was more he knew he wasnt telling and he found it fun to just watch me try to figure it out. The whole time Philip Seymour Hoffman wasn’t middle aged there, he was maybe the 25 year old version of himself. @philipseymourhoffmanrip_ @feral_house #hijax & #hijinx #autobiocomics https://etsy.me/2zhsHUE @damedarcy https://www.instagram.com/p/B_1T706luHT/?igshid=17gax6g8qn6ub
