Steps: 672,303
Miles: 286.21
Recently, while walking in the real world I came across some strange markings along my path and I thought to myself, what are these?
Incan lines? Old Indian markings? Elven runes? A form of exotic plant algae or moss?
I then remembered reading a book a long time ago, Erich von Daniken's "Chariots of the Gods?" In fact, there was a whole series of books. Obviously these are remnants of one or more alien visits to the Earth that took place in the past, long ago.
The Landing Pad. Is this marking showing where visitors from outer space are to land? If so, the size of the square would indicate their space ship is very small (on the human scale.)
The Blue Arches. What are we to make of these markings? Do the aliens have a McDonald's that have blue arches? Do these markings indicate some sort of fast food joint? Trembling, I walked on hoping I wasn't on the menu.
This strange marking obviously tells the alien which way the Earth's magnetosphere is lined up. Or does it?
Suddenly nervous, I looked up at the evening sky, looking for any sign of alien spacecraft I saw flashing lights and heard rumbling noises, but nothing seemed to be approaching me, so I pressed on, resolving to look for those aliens that might be amongst us still.
A Short Green Square. It wasn't long before I encountered (in the third kind) an short little alien! This guy (or gal) was short and its form was so square it was beyond a doubt that it was not a natural (to this planet) being. I spoke to it and held out my hands showing I was unarmed, but it did not respond. The communication divide is too large for me to bridge.
A Short Green Boxy. No more that 50 yards from the Short Green Square, I encountered what appeared to me to be a pregnant green square. I waited to see if it would divide in two, or give birth, but obviously it was frozen in fear having been discovered by a large human.
A Short Green Round. Across the street from the pregnant green square I shone my flashlight on this... After capturing it on film, I pondered, is this... a different race of alien from the same planet as the green squares? If so, do they get along? Perhaps they are the same species as the green squares... one is male, the other female and if so, which is which? Deep in thought, I walked on, looking at my feet when some instinct made my skin crawl and I looked up and saw:
The Meeting! Oh my gosh! A Green Square and a Green Round approaching a huge Green Boxy! Obviously the big one is an ancient one. Perhaps it is the sage parent of the two little ones? or, fearing worse things, was it a commander directing his (or her) troops in the silent invasion that was taking place!? I cross the street and timidly circle wide around these three, not knowing how to communicate with them or even defend myself should they attack me. Imagine my fear when, on the other side of the street I see:
The Angry Red Round with Probe. I nearly leaped out of my skin seeing the probe threatening my person, so, this walker, shamefully in hindsight, admits he ran... for a short distance blindly down the street. Pausing to catch his breath, the walker stopped and gasped!
The Tall, Aligned Slender Rounds. Peering at these tall slender aliens, I was nearly mesmerized. They seemed to radiate a quiet soul-warming joy, that enthralled me. With a start, I shook myself alert, is this some sort of alien trapping mechanism at work?
As I look around for possible others encircling me, I notice many more of these tall yellow rounds in the distance - and see that they are all in a strangely perfectly straight line. What is this? I thought to myself, what is the significance of the alignment? I see the line of them runs generally northeast, and take out my compass, hmmm... bearing 23 and a 1/2 degrees! Obviously they landed back in the darkest beginnings of time when the earth had no tilt - and they were lined up to follow the path of the sun across the sky. Sun worshippers? or did they consume the Sun's energy in a communal and sequential fashion?
My fears were slowly replaced with a natural curiosity, so I resumed my walk, continuing to search for aliens and their signs.
The Orange Coneheads. These guys attempted to flee at my approach, running across the street. I spotted silver-like bands on the fastest one, obviously the more mature, older one. I silently chuckled to myself, thinking "Why did the Orange Coneheads cross the street?"
The Tail-Rooted (or Planted) Boxy Mouth. With my heightened awareness I saw creatures I had overlooked in the past. Here we have a Tail-Rooted Boxy Mouth, apparently tagged (and/or numbered) and released back into the wilds, along side of a much larger Green Square. The larger green squares all have huge (and I must say, ugly) square lips at the very top of their heads that often flap in the breeze. Across the street I can see in the fading sunlight, another Tail-Rooted Boxy Mouth and yet another Angry Red Round with Probe looking back at me.
I pondered the evolution of the Tail-Rooted Boxy Mouths... they had a red flag like appendage that would stick up when they had things in their mouths that they wished removed. At daily intervals, a white truck from the USA government would come by and remove things from them, and leave other things - a very strange symbioses and feeding ritual to say the least. Later I would check on the Internet and learn that Tail-Rooted Boxy Mouths have few natural enemies on the Earth, mainly bat-wielding young humans and inebriated SUV drivers. With my walk nearly over, and the day nearly at end, when my alertness ebbed to its lowest point I got the fright of my life.
The Large Man-Eating Blue Square. I saw this dimly in the dark, and like a fly drawn to a Venus Fly Trap, I walked over to investigate it more closely. Silently, its huge rectangular vertical lip, swung open and I was lured inside. Suddenly, with a LOUD bang the rectangular vertical lip swung shut and I was trapped! ...trapped alive inside an alien! I could smell the foul odors of previously eaten material and so frighten I was, I peed.
Reining in my panic, I felt around in the darkness and pushed hard against the rectangular vertical lip and it swung open slowly; yielding to my relentless shoving. I staggered out, clawing my way to freedom. Taking a deep breath of the fresh night air, I walked purposefully the remaining way home where sleep was ...very slow to come to me as my mind replayed the unspeakable horrors I had just seen.
