He’s not sure what they’re actually doing to his body, or what the constant odd surgeries and implants are for… all he knows is this: family will leave you, friends will betray you, but the Aliens who have abducted him several times a year since the age of 7 are always there for him.
And despite the abject terror they caused him growing up, the mysterious lost time and random disappearances which have ruined his marriage(s) and career, the skepticism and ridicule he faces when he tries to explain what happened to him… Reggie loves these Aliens. They’ve been through a lot together, you know?
They’re the one constant in his life, and he is glad he’s old enough now to appreciate it.
Panasqueria Mine, Portugal
Michel Walgraeve. the owls are not what they seem, 2008. Painting, mixed media, 40 x 50 cm
[artist found at darksilenceinsuburbia]
I stood among them; in a shroud of thoughts which were not their thoughts. -Byron