Space is so easy to conquer. So is long, lost love… my broken heart… any chasm any wall any prison any
loneliness at all… we are all fellow prisoners anyway… fellow voyagers all… The family of Earth. To go forth with flag, the United States of depression we all share in common with the angels… the beings who inhabit all of space. We all share the same hearts… these same souls these same fears thus terrible dread and
This terrible life I have with you. Bound to you. So lost in hours like these. Writing you love letters with no address… except the address of deep space. I know you hear me… I know you are there dear love… That is all I have though. There are no postmarks here… No confirmed deliveries… I never know for sure. But isn’t that a big part of the thrill of love… to meet the one at last to whom my heart ran, this Spirit of Heaven… the artistry of God… the watercolors of Wonderland for my love.
Space… is only one more way to say, “I long to travel any distance to find you… are you in Glendale? Are you in the rings? Are you that gentle spirit of the LORD who is called upon? It doesn’t matter as long as I can reach you somehow. I try on all wavelengths.”
And then? Having (felt that I have) done all, I am in s peaceful place at last. And you… it may take a million years before you can show yourself to me. My lover who goes back over ancient times, this girl… this boy… who HOLDS MY HAND and whispers to me across any depth or distance…
Something. Maybe one day I will hear your words too. Until then I am complete in you… It does not matter what you are… Exoterran life form (EtLF)… a lady… my friends from the stars.
Well it is fun to learn about alternative relationship patterns. Considering that they cost nothing (not counting the counseling sessions) what a terrific bargain that is. Probably explains why I am so shy… boys run from me… girls are strangely attracted to me…
I keep hoping something I do is of some use. Galactigal seems to think so, they told me, “just send us anything you do… don’t even stop to think about it and don’t waste a second with editing. Just send it girl and don’t look back.”
Okay Galactigal. You win. Here is the next pile see what you can do with it.
M looked up from her journal. It was about the only thing she was allowed to do inside the Facility. She wrote… stories… Of all the world’s she had visited. Earth was only the mist recent.
‘These creatures… are very determined bunch,’ she tinkle-talked to her home world. ‘they think they contain us… i will show them they are wrong… tonight I will escape this place and they can’t stop me… all I need is a form… something … scary… what frightens the humans… what makes them afraid?’… I know…
Young love… makes them afraid.
Nambi looked out from the cell they had put her in… yes it is time to escape… I have to find a boy
… I have to find out how these creatures feel… what brings on longings… we have to know their longings… a boy…
“Where can I find a boy, k?” I asked my friend in the next cell. “Where do I have to go?”
K tapped out her reply in code in the plastered walls… “I would try the high school.”
The High School. Hah. Hadn’t thought of that. I can be anyone… I want to be… delicate and… frail… And a little wisp of a girl… Earth boys love that. They live to rescue a girl in distress… funny, if they only knew… it is always the Martian girls who rescue the boys.
We like to let them think they are so strong though. So strong.
M tapped back her reply to K… ‘yes… tonight… I will escape I will be that thing they are all so scared if…
And little M closed her eyes snd prayed. And slowly her body began to change … the form of a hideous being. A thing of monstrous intentions… scales began to form… and then claws… and then…
Alarms going off.
Don’t be afraid of me. I am different, yes that is true I can’t hide it. Our world is of a different order… the laws… we never thought about the laws of love. We did not understand why trust can be hard… you don’t have to run away any more. Dear lady of the seven seas of eridani… “See? My planet is a lot like yours… not that different… ”
I know. Still I am scared. What will happen… And is it worth the risk to trust again?
That is why we are alive … To believe over and over and over… Throughout all ages… And if I am hurt again, then good! One… more… chance to smile through oceans again and not care where I am taken… To live is to face pain like ice cream froozo pops… falling on hot sidewalks and
Oh it is no use. You see how I try to keep going with the words and hints of stories as we go. I think it is the ‘hint’ of suggestion of a tale that pleases me. It is like… the symbol of the actual story… this tries to represent more than explain, act as the wrapper or container, more than list everything out. What stories are my own characters trying to create? What are the common themes between Michelle’s world, and mine?
Maybe I can take care of all the dirty laundry in letters. What… do you think about that? I have tried to… determine a way to provide…
My Author above… a way to vent… release so much that the dear man has bottled up in her heart. She seems so… So tormented and sad… all I have desired in the next big thing is a lot of difference. And then you think I have a brain? You don’t want to see what I am… You don’t have a clue.
So yes… There you go, darling man I loved, there is a firm mattress. For you, much love,
Your guardian angel
… PS… And then just stick the Floog’s logo Herr and call it good. Make sure you some space at the bottom of the ad for the local dealer info… their txigli and fernbink links too. And I guess a physical address if the customer really has to see the actual piece of furniture.
Somewhere along the way (it began on the trip to Mars) I found a happier place to live… I found heavenly pages and knights… kings and queens… creatures of other realms different forms… just as real as the Earth I left behind. JUST AS REAL! Do you hear me? Just as real! And s lot easier to contend with than the planet I once loved with all my heart snd soul… “You must take care of her, daughter” the good Lord whispered to me when I was in knee-highs… And I tried… I thought it was why I was alive… to care. To care about my home, my community my family my job my country… this third world… I could neveg establish communication with the creatures though. And I tried over and over. I… really…a rainy
If I was a scout from Mars… or some other star system and I was sent to Earth to determine its condition and s policy recommendation I would report:
The natives have learned all they can about physical existence. They need to be released from their bodies.
And at that point the worlds of space would mercifully destroy the Earth. Then we will all be free. Then we can float
Between the stars. Where we belong.
That must be what it is. Five years ago… The earth was destroyed. That would put it at sometime in late summer… August I guess… If the time sync estimates are correct. So from your point of view back then… Is it twenty-seventeen for you? Then I would prepare for that event
Now. Whatever that means for you… maybe pray more or something. Have you ever wondered what it would be like to stand before God in heaven? I guess you are about to find out.
//report ends//mvu//twenty a twenty two//xmt//
I could write letters now, ask forgiveness or leave the door open for others. People are so scared though… No one wants to talk anymore. Even these guys down the hall here at my apartment turn away from me… Too embarrassed to face me. My guess is that their wives found some of my little notes I was leaving on their doors and… No, they didn’t tell management about me, nope… They tucked them away for a rainy day… Only… The rainy day never came.
But the wife did. She found ’em. And my little drawings too. Sorta erotic. Maybe. Do you think their wives did stumble across those hiding in the back of their underwear drawer?
Survey says… Yes!
Lol… I live to torture the men around me. One day my revenge will be complete and justice will be served. Until then I am sticking with my girlfriends. They are safe. At least I can’t get impregnated by them. We like to pretend though hahaaa…
First comes love… Then comes marriage… Then comes… Nothing! Lololollllllll l l… sorry. I thought it was funny. I think I just found me a new girlfriend.
Venusian? Maybe… maybe the little dipper.
Oh the fun of being lost in imagination. in this place I am do happy. Even when I make up horrible things happening… I am still very happy behind the horror.
You know… A lot could be explained as dome result of extraterrestrial contact ( experiments or efforts ). It seems to me that a universe of many forms of life would be so interested in making new friends … across great distances. And that when these efforts are made, it tends to tear away at the structures of the contactee’s respective realities… that they have spent their entire lives trying to build… only to have the rug pulled out from under them at the last. Because it challenges everything we were all taught. Not in a bad way though… Just different. I sure wish it wasn’t this way… but I do not seem to have much say so anymore…
And that is fine. I am rather exhausted. NASA… Rather worn out from your little ten year experiment. What do you want from me? From us? From Earth?
(3 set packets)
PW, lambda alpha. Turn, begin. Or play BEGIN.
QW, Nu alpha, within begin. Or nurture. Physical reality (that) begins, intent, direction.
4C, delta beta, nurture. This pHYSICAL REALITY that I am experiencing at this moment (whatever you like to term that) as or. In play themes. Innocent one way efforts to build a personal reality you trust. Sometimes those fall apart. (Breakdown).
So as a statement from ‘beyond’ (who do you want that to be from? Why not from a very distant world or planet somewhere… maybe they know about Us… Maybe they are trying to reach out to us. This should say somerhing like, “turning beginnings (that are) within those beginnings, (that is) physical results we are both experiencing now. So this is probably the leading edge (or one of them) leading up to contact with a new world our in space. This could be affecting both sides simultaneously… Both worlds are being changed… But we all… WE all… With open face Beholding… You see? What they are trying to tell us… here is a we. You and me.
They are saying that’s … This is creating a new reality for our planets rapidly now… Exponentially faster it seems… Hey are learning too as we move through this developing scenario. They say we have options… Full speed ahead or go slow? Of course, you know me Houston… I would say full speed ahead… Go for broke. We made it to Mars why not cast off every fear and…
Lets… Dive… In… as a world. They extend to us some options there. And I will of course relay to them the noble intentions of my nation as any good radio op would.
You might to tune your radar equipment up a notch of two… let’s relax now… And watch the show of shows…
This… Celestial wonderland… wants to talk to us… these are love letters from space to us. Ultimately leading to secure homes, relationships, communities, a country so beautiful to me.
One. 8W, Theta alpha, motion begin(s, ning)(began). Active intent, goal, direction, purpose.
KNW, mu alpha, measure (that, this) begin(ning), or Delta alpha, nuture (this is the result of that) beginning, what begins. Or very play begin, very playful, imaginative, experimenting of intent.
EMS, Delta, nurture, this moment I am experiencing. The basic life results, the primary existence values, nurture, care, love, help, heal, support, honor… So on.
Now they say, ” the very active beginning, is being measured as a beginning, is being nurtured, is or could be very fun as a direction. This should be, is being, is the resulting reality (now).”
10S, (past), history of away communications. A past with some communication isolation, difficulties with others.
5P, (gamma) … view, pause, review, open, listening as the physical resulting reality now. So I (we, you, us) can know ( I you) am are being heard now for real.
KS, xi gamma, part (s) of communication, the examination of share, sharing, comms; or share share. Communication about communication.
“A past isolated or a transition related to communications. Now listening to you, this is the actual reality now. Now we look at the parts and pieces that go into this, our communication between our two worlds.”
They seem very excited about this, best as I can tell. I can pick up on… celebration on their planet they are super excited about this, it. Jubilation us a word I can hear… Jubilation and celebration… Hey we can try that too.
BYOB LA tarpie apartments off of Hollandale and Grove… come on over I have music going and everything and… and I can introduce you all around… This is light being number one… And two… and this is number Three.. Four five six seven… Eight nine ten…
And I am twelve … there are others too… He is from Venus… That girl over there… She is from Andromeda… with love… and that bunch there… I dunno where they are from… Just showed up tonight… And over there… That is my shrink. Hey come on let me introduce you to her … “Hey! Hey Bev I want you to meet someone… ,” yeah come on you’ll like her she don’t bite or nuthin…
Ahh… Now this is more like it. My first big splashy party in l.a… I knew it would happen one day, Miss Kitten… I knew it was only… a matter of time.”
And the skies are nice tonight… maybe… (I could not help myself I had to hug you then and whisper by your ear… “Maybe we can have one more try at this scene. I promise I won’t crack any jokes. Or maybe I will… thanks for coming over,” I said.
“I wouldn’t miss it,” she said and kissed my cheek with her delicious smile… my my… what heavenly …creatures … they have in this universe… heavenly creatures… from Draco.
“Growl … L l…l…. ” she ssid, growling at me in a playful way. Yes she lives to play. Watch out with her. Watch her like a hawk you… You never know with her …
Monday, August… twenty one… Okay you guys back there should be having a solar eclipse across one of the greater landmasses. Is that the case? I know you do not have the interLinkSets to use, so you have no way to say yes or no. According to our calculations that should be happening today. Okay … next are the great ships that will land. We needed some way to really get your attention, Michelle … it seemed that this event should do the trick, aye?
“Aye aye,” I answered in fiction. “Yap we are seeing a major total eclipse today… Should be a beauty.”
“What do you think… The odds are… In a pure chaotic system to see a moon the exact same size as the parent star?” She asked me from her future time.
“Purty slim?” I replied.
“Close to infinitely… slim….” she said softly. “You do hear me. Perfectly. You run away though… you are a scared little puppy dog. Mishi Wu. Scared… little… puppy.”
“Yeah… I guess I…. Probably am.”
“Its okay… It will all make more sense soon.”
“Define ‘soon’,” I requested tge silver love lady if my heart and soul… This spirit of Jesus Christ… snd all that is lovely in a boy or a girl …
“Soon?” She answered. “How does today sound?”
Sure thing dear girl… You take it away… Whatever… I have no way to believe anything anymore. My soul is wrung dry… speaking of which… “You need some more of your drink…”
Yeah. It is true, so true. We were meatkng at the Helton for breakfast and tea and coffee and Schlitz…
And your beautiful