She's Moodless!
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red star 3010
i am a little fuschia alien traveling through the universe in my slick cyber venus 0000-X0 spaceship. one upon a time, during a very cold war, i crash landed in c-d-n, planet earth. i really would have preferred the red star or somewhere which has not yet been colonized, but alas i was stuck with spaceship troubles and no tools on hand, nor a space mechanic in site. damn, i wish i had brought my intergallactic phone. i arrived a little pink, a little black, and a little banged up. the humans asked where i was from. for a moment i had to think about it. i am from nowhere and i am from everywhere. i float between time and space. i am never sure really my past or future exist as how i remember them. i mostly just fly in my spaceship and have been doing so for so long i have forgotten and quite possibly been forgotten. i think i got a little amnesia in the crash as it was quite hard. in the still intact glove compartment of my spaceship, i found a pair of silver gloves and a map of a place called Diaspora. it was a bit baffling, as the streets seem to all go in little circles or they start and stop in different directions. can i really be from this chaos? i urgently must find some tools or a space mechanic to escape, as an evil machine now governs earth. as soon as i can fix my ship, i will take off. the fact is that the machine is trying to send me to some some new nation on a colonized "safe " third planet, where i had stopped only to refuel once. i do not believe in borders or nations. they are part of the machine. i am determined to make it to the red star. i have heard there is free bread and honey there and forests like in the days before earth was paved. even though i am just a little fuschia alien, i am afraid of the machine. the machine turns humans into robots and if they try to resist, the machine has a whole series of machinery to keep them in check, as well as other coercive apparatus, and ideology for mind control. i believe that no human is illegal or deserving of the machine and its tools, as i know the machine just wants to take everything from the humans. i hope one day, before all being turned into robots, i hope the humans with overthrow the machine and make a peaceful world. maybe then i will come back from the red star. |
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