Pan Ophidian.
Studied at Collegium Ad Spiritum Sanctum Soledad.
Can't QUITE say it was unexpected, Simmy, but here you go.
Luxembourg, as a guest of a friend of the Royal Family of Luxembourg, Emile Lefort, who I'd met sometime earlier in a Haight Street cafe in San Francisco.
I'd introduced myself as Jesus Christ, a year or two earlier, and he subsequently wrote stories about me as Jesus Mouse, being that I happened to be in my elegant Mickey Mode at the time, nose, ears, tail. Captivated, you might say. But not almost QUITE a true believer.
Enough so, yes, that before leaving Luxembourg, he did try to connect me to Winona Ryder, being a close friend of her father's, to propose a theatrical world revolution/renaissance bid I'm always been working on. But the closest he could get to saying Guess Who, was to text the Subject of the email, "Regarding JEEZ."
I surmised that I'd have to take it from there, if there turned out to be a there, but good enough!
[Reminded me of my picture in Mouse Regalia, in full color, in the Glastonbury Herald a year earlier, with the caption, "Cheese! --- the Son of God."]
Wow, I just found Jesus Mouse's social networking pages (aka Pan Ophidian)! Definitely him, checks out, I was not tripping.
https://www.facebook.com/panthemystic/
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9GjcUCQxTHA
https://www.quora.com/What-was-the-most-unexpected-occurrenc...
Pan Ophidian. Studied at Collegium Ad Spiritum Sanctum Soledad. Can't QUITE say it was unexpected, Simmy, but here you go.
Luxembourg, as a guest of a friend of the Royal Family of Luxembourg, Emile Lefort, who I'd met sometime earlier in a Haight Street cafe in San Francisco.
I'd introduced myself as Jesus Christ, a year or two earlier, and he subsequently wrote stories about me as Jesus Mouse, being that I happened to be in my elegant Mickey Mode at the time, nose, ears, tail. Captivated, you might say. But not almost QUITE a true believer.
Enough so, yes, that before leaving Luxembourg, he did try to connect me to Winona Ryder, being a close friend of her father's, to propose a theatrical world revolution/renaissance bid I'm always been working on. But the closest he could get to saying Guess Who, was to text the Subject of the email, "Regarding JEEZ."
I surmised that I'd have to take it from there, if there turned out to be a there, but good enough!
[Reminded me of my picture in Mouse Regalia, in full color, in the Glastonbury Herald a year earlier, with the caption, "Cheese! --- the Son of God."]
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