I know usually this blog is full of creepy monster drawings and discussions of horror movies or other cool things like that, however today I received a strange e-mail. An e-mail from a complete stranger. An e-mail with a subject line that absolutely screamed don't bother reading this.
Titled "You are not going to believe this – not spam" I was completely convinced I was going to believe it and it was totally a piece of E-mail spam. I was completely wrong. The e-mail contained a strange tale from a man I had never known. A man involved in an important archeological dig in the wilds of New Mexico. A dig that would prove what many thought legend was, in fact, truth. This man, a man of letters not faith, was soon to under go an experience that can not be explained!
What you are about to read is the ACTUAL e-mail sent to me, May 8, 2014. The names of people and institutions involved have been removed to protect the innocent:
Hey.
So first off, let me tell you a bit about myself. I
have two college diplomas (one in film and one in Multi-media) and have
a BSc with a double major in Biology and Psychology. I'm not religious
or believe in many things that I cannot see but quantum mechanics has
been teaching me anything is possible. For the most part - I'm pretty
sane and a skeptic. You
may have heard a couple weeks ago a they dug up some ET cartridges in
Alamagordo. I was there. I've attached a pic of myself at the dig.
I flew to El Paso from Ottawa on the 23rd, rented a car and drove around
New Mexico for a couple days before the dig for some adventure. It was
an awesome couple days. I ended up in a place called Carlsbad and had
to drive to Alamogordo from there, this road took me through the
mountains. Now, I am also a musician and collect rare musical
instruments - so I listen to absolutely everything. As I came around
one of the mountains, I lost the radio signal of the classic rock
station I was listening to and when the radio came back it was playing
another station's music - happens all the time. It seemed like the
perfect thing to listen too for this part of the drive so I kept it on
and really got into it. I took some video so I could shazam the song
later and buy it on itunes.
Here is the actual video I took
Here is the tune
So
ever since this drive to go dig up the ET cartridges I have been
listening to this album over and over. When I find something I like I
usually obsess over it for a time. So, this is where things get
weird... I get these dreams where my wife is sleeping with another guy
and they drive me nuts, I'm always trying to figure out who the hell
this guy is ( its all a dream). Well, last night I got a name... Andrew
Barr. Now, I have never heard the name before and don't believe I have
read the name anywhere and I apologize if you are a popular artist. As
I work in an art field and many of my good friends (and employees) are
illustrators, I have never come across your work or your name. So when I
awoke this morning I thought i would Google the name for shits and
giggles - I was groggy as hell and just started clicking links that came
up on my Iphone and I came across your ET illustration. Pardon the
language, but its a pretty fucking crazy coincidence. Here I am
listening to this Sephardic music pretty much non stop ever since the ET
dig, get your name from a dream and it brings me to a Jewish ET.
Absolutley, utterly bizarre.
Just thought I would share.
PS. I like your stuff and might buy a print
PS. no, you can not meet my wife.
My response:
Hey [REDACTED],
I
have been experimenting with black magic in order to get my name and
art out into the collective unconscious recently, these results are not
quite what I was hoping for. Your dream version of me is behaving
completely out of character compared to the real me, I'll have to
breakdown that spell to see where it's going wrong. It's completely the
not the message I was hoping to have hitting peoples minds. Thanks for
bringing it to my attention.
Pretty
cool that you guys actually found the E.T.s was there anything else in
the pit? You know you weren't supposed to disturb what was buried there.
your pal,
Andrew
P.S. tell your wife I said "Hi!"
