All the hoopla, the spectacle, the achievement…

I have been on Mars for months! I’m one of the forward observers from my enlistment in Space Force.

I am the negotiator for the America First Program to the ‘little green men’. They are little but they are not always ‘green’ and I have no indications that they are ‘men’ either.

They have been generally willing to discuss ideas and share in a culture to culture perspective. So far we use a sign language very close to the gesture language of the Peruvian natives of Nazca. They don’t use words in speech but their thoughts and emotions enter my brain. I guess that’s telepathy.

So far, I get only two major impressional thoughts. The first is food, mostly grain products for some reason and the second, which is much more involved, is they transmit thoughts of my girlfriend from my junior year of high school.

Go figure! They must have probed her back when I was also dating her.

Anyway… Happy landings, NASA.

Oh darn!

I wasn’t suppose to tell anyone I was here or why. You need to forget I said anything. If you don’t, I will ask my ‘little friends’ to travel to Earth, come to your home in the middle of the night, levitate you out of bed and probe you until you forget. They’ll do that for me. They think I am the ruler of Earth.

 

 

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