Aliens of La Mancha
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smokingbootHated Don Quixote... That ending! Why not, why not continue riding through La Mancha on the old horse elevated to a noble steed, and the peasant girl adored like a Queen of Courtly Love? So a few windmills get damaged, so what? He may die, but everybody dies. It's something to die happy.
Orb Lord has been back in touch. He writes as though nothing had happened, and though he bangs on about circles he has 'claimed', and his new business starting, there was a more sombre edge to his tone. He is not quite happy. He's a warm, friendly, sunny personality when not off his head, but if he's contacting me at this point in his brilliant career, it's because something's up. I have not replied due to a lack of knowing the right thing to say, and instead, tried to find out what's actually happened.
The last chapter ended with him getting lost, sleeping in barns and claiming that aliens had abducted his car. The police scoured the area and found said car. It was where he had parked it. Meanwhile, after shenanigans with lizard people, orbs, fellatio and losing his shoes, he claimed to have made this circle (http://cropcircleconnector.com/2021/Stanton/Stanton2021a.html) with the help of inner earthlings from another dimension.
So much for that.
Next it gets garbled; he said he had channelled the shape of the next crop circle of the season, went to Silbury Hill and birthed or became an orb there, a baby orb that made the crop circle he suddenly became aware of. Then he called an acquaintance to fly their drone over it. Here it is:
http://www.cropcircleconnector.com/2021/rumours2021.html?fbclid=IwAR35S3KuhHwB36HwHJ2Qsj48mOb3eTac3SGKEt4CdZsPWJ81l-dY36UJN6k
There are several problems, the main one being that it's abysmal; the farmer's not going to get far charging people to explore it, so he loses a portion of crop for nothing. More than that, it could be classed as criminal damage/vandalism, and Orb Lord has publicly claimed it as his own, though he is trying to walk that back saying the baby orb did it. It's likely that the local farmer knows all this; question is whether he'll be getting the police involved. This won't please my mate, but far more likely to bite is the harm to his credibility among circle aficionados. They're shredding him.
Back on earth with a bang, his blood system at its least interesting in months, he comes to me. I want Don Quixote to enjoy his world, my sentiment getting in the way; Wiltshire as La Mancha, quickened by the silhouette of the man who makes the land a dreamscape. Quixote has his chivalric quests, Orb Lord reaches for the skies, the inner earth. They want other worlds, better worlds. The difference is that fame was not really a driver for the Don, whereas it matters immensely to Orb Lord. He needs to be seen...Only not like this. He always had a sense of humour, but this ridicule is way too sharp.
Where does this leave me then, as a useful friend? I cannot say anything particularly honest without shades of 'I told you so,' which is pretty hopeless. All I can imagine doing is encouraging him to talk, and then trying to move things on to a conversation around detox/rehab. But right now, with so much public attack he's indignant, entirely defensive, probably doubling down on the whole orbs/lizard people/inner earthling story. The kind of support he wants is agreement, not advice, and that's where my parallel falls down. Where's Sancho Panza when you need him?
Orb Lord has been back in touch. He writes as though nothing had happened, and though he bangs on about circles he has 'claimed', and his new business starting, there was a more sombre edge to his tone. He is not quite happy. He's a warm, friendly, sunny personality when not off his head, but if he's contacting me at this point in his brilliant career, it's because something's up. I have not replied due to a lack of knowing the right thing to say, and instead, tried to find out what's actually happened.
The last chapter ended with him getting lost, sleeping in barns and claiming that aliens had abducted his car. The police scoured the area and found said car. It was where he had parked it. Meanwhile, after shenanigans with lizard people, orbs, fellatio and losing his shoes, he claimed to have made this circle (http://cropcircleconnector.com/2021/Stanton/Stanton2021a.html) with the help of inner earthlings from another dimension.
So much for that.
Next it gets garbled; he said he had channelled the shape of the next crop circle of the season, went to Silbury Hill and birthed or became an orb there, a baby orb that made the crop circle he suddenly became aware of. Then he called an acquaintance to fly their drone over it. Here it is:
http://www.cropcircleconnector.com/2021/rumours2021.html?fbclid=IwAR35S3KuhHwB36HwHJ2Qsj48mOb3eTac3SGKEt4CdZsPWJ81l-dY36UJN6k
There are several problems, the main one being that it's abysmal; the farmer's not going to get far charging people to explore it, so he loses a portion of crop for nothing. More than that, it could be classed as criminal damage/vandalism, and Orb Lord has publicly claimed it as his own, though he is trying to walk that back saying the baby orb did it. It's likely that the local farmer knows all this; question is whether he'll be getting the police involved. This won't please my mate, but far more likely to bite is the harm to his credibility among circle aficionados. They're shredding him.
Back on earth with a bang, his blood system at its least interesting in months, he comes to me. I want Don Quixote to enjoy his world, my sentiment getting in the way; Wiltshire as La Mancha, quickened by the silhouette of the man who makes the land a dreamscape. Quixote has his chivalric quests, Orb Lord reaches for the skies, the inner earth. They want other worlds, better worlds. The difference is that fame was not really a driver for the Don, whereas it matters immensely to Orb Lord. He needs to be seen...Only not like this. He always had a sense of humour, but this ridicule is way too sharp.
Where does this leave me then, as a useful friend? I cannot say anything particularly honest without shades of 'I told you so,' which is pretty hopeless. All I can imagine doing is encouraging him to talk, and then trying to move things on to a conversation around detox/rehab. But right now, with so much public attack he's indignant, entirely defensive, probably doubling down on the whole orbs/lizard people/inner earthling story. The kind of support he wants is agreement, not advice, and that's where my parallel falls down. Where's Sancho Panza when you need him?
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Date: 2021-05-26 01:55 pm (UTC)You obviously care deeply about Orb Lord. Do you think he will ever be able to pull himself together, or is this all part of a dizzying downward spiral?
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Date: 2021-05-28 10:22 am (UTC)To be brutally honest, I don't know how much I care right now in this moment. I'm not replying to his texts because what is there to say?
It's been a long time, a fun time too, way back when. At the start of our friendship he did me a very kind favour. There's a duty to be as good a friend as possible. But what does a good friend do here?
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Date: 2021-05-28 11:33 am (UTC)He drank a lot at the time, but it was a Charles Bukowski level of drinking. Outsider drinking. Charming in a way.
His drinking got worse and worse, and eventually it dawned on me that he was an alcoholic. A very bad alcoholic—and the reason I use the word "bad" is not from any kind of moral approbation but because it was clearly affecting his health.
I tried to do an intervention.
The mutual friendship group got very snippy.
He appreciated it. But he didn't stop drinking. No, if anything he drank more and also began calling me up at 2 in the morning to ramble and breathe heavily and cry.
Eventually, I had to block him.
It still makes me sad, and I still somethimes think to myself, What an awful friend you are!. But, you know. A girl needs her sleep.
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Date: 2021-06-10 09:53 am (UTC)Sounds like you tried to help, and when he was just looking for a sounding board you did the wise thing.
Read your words a few times over. They seem like real compassion to me.