Anasia's Memory Book, Part 1 of 4

The following text is from a found object: a journal, or "memory book" as the author calls it. We have decided to publish it here because we find it rather fascinating and think others may too. In the copying process we made minor spelling and punctuation changes to make reading it somewhat easier. We also abbreviated last names for the privacy of those involved. Any necessary comments or clarifications that we felt were important are in italics. Otherwise everything is reprinted as it was originally composed, including strikethroughs. - BWT

April 2nd, 2003

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October 18, 2003

It's 1:10 p.m. I'm sitting in my rocking chair, writing in my memory book Michael put in with my things. I'm just being told it's a gift from Sid.

The I Ching told me if I stay up all night, sitting in my rocking chair—a gift from Sid & Beth, which they made for me—i f I don't go to sleep tonight, the dreamers can't enter me & put inches on my waist. If they can't, my Bell's palsy will be gone at eleven o'clock this morning. And if this happens, Austria will lose their sound & we will blow all Hexers up by four p.m. tomorrow afternoon. We will go home to Humphrey. It's been so long without my lovers & loves. I'll have Annie back. Life will begin anew. First time ever without those monkies on our backs.

It's been three thousand years since I came to Venus, and began to prepare for our trip from Venus to Earth. It took us seventy-five years to accomplish this. Any longer and the planets would crash into each other, and none of us would be here now. Austria is the last to go. I am listening to their sound now.

Ross is removing the last of Larry M.'s strings placed in my body when I was twelve years old, on my birthday. He used these strings to control me. They were to be the entrance to all the Hexers and their Dreamers. When these are all removed, they cannot enter me and I can safely go to sleep for the first time since I was twelve years old. At first they weakened my heart, then my lungs. This isn't all Larry M. did to me. He controlled my thoughts. And when I was six months old he placed a rock in my forehead and, when I was twelve, three pus pockets, full of his venom which was his blood.

Prudence and Ross were able to remove these four and a half years ago. This was their first real break. Jim Z. did this for me, when he removed the block from my first blood clot. He did this when Larry wasn't looking. Larry hexed me to get the flu and he ate it and was in the hospital for six months. At this time Jim—who is my friend and pretended to hex me with Larry M.—he removed the first block, which allowed us to remove all the rest.

Frances O. started the ball rolling. She was mad at Larry M. because when her twin died, he made her leave California and move to Hillsboro and they hexed Larry M. to die of the flu. Jim told Larry this and to retaliate, ordered from his hospital bed to send Frances to Salem. With this order Larry killed all her Hexers. So instead of Salem, he made her go to Eugene because Larry, my son, was going to Eugene to (University of) Oregon to become a teacher, because (it was) Larry M. (and) Margaret's idea to separate Larry and Beth permanently from each other.

He sent Larry to Eugene because Beth's parents were there and they could carry their hexes to you me in Portland and Eugene and Frances to Larry's and to you, when I was visiting Larry and they used Dave to carry their hexes to the YMCA and back to me. He formed a complete circle. Larry M. thought Frances removed his block to his pus pockets, but it was Jim and Frances. Jim couldn't, because he isn't a Hexer.