An extraterrestrial once said:
“I feel like a spaceman travelling on edge
with the fabrication of time pulling at my sledge.”

I saw a spaceship built by a superior race who laugh at our conditioning by the greed of a few men.

“What are you waiting for?” He asked with his huge head.
“The masses have the power to dictate a flourishing garden
to which you call Eden.

We watch you with others,
some of you know that time is being shortened
as most of you grow.

Intervened twice and soon again
to help you unfold the gates of this pen.

Here to help!
We want you to be free,
follow us among the stars so you can all see.

An expansion of matter beyond the horizon- awaits.
Marble black holes filled with flickering gold and flashes of purple fire with riches to behold.

Friends await, your arrival is welcomed;
a few have already discovered without compromising.

Dreaming will never be the same
as you feel the pull of light travel,
forcing blood through your veins.

Would you like to come or stay here and try to awake a race who is numb?

Our time is done.
Thanks for the invite from your coded form.

We live in a system three clicks from your thumb”.

Photo by NASA

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