Lunar Vacation_Code 5100_Meat Sacks and Metal Bodies_Welcome to the system of Altair
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Lunar Vacation
“Why did you want to come here?” demanded my daughter. We were looking at Neil Armstrong’s and Buzz Aldrin’s 80-year-old footprints. She was still throwing up, even though we were no longer in zero G. We’d been here for two weeks. The space-sickness should have worn off by now. And the space doctor had assured us she wasn’t pregnant. I think she was doing it on purpose, just because she wants to embarrass me.I sang the words from an old video at the Smithsonian. “I went walking on the moon one day, in the merry merry month of ... December.” My daughter bent down, picked up a lunar rock, and st...
Code 5100
“Yes I know honey, but they’re not letting anyone out of the building”, a tiny piece of my heart just broke as I said those words to my daughter. “Promise I’ll be home after dinner”.“You promise”, her sweet voice only wanting not to break another promise.“I swear. If they don’t come in 30 minutes, I'll dig a hole through the snow to get to you”“Okay daddy, I love you”“I love you too sweetheart, can you get mommy on www.onedoor.ccthe phone again?”“Yes, here you go mommy”, said my daughter as she passed the phone to my wife.“Thank you, sweety”, her voice far from the microphone.“Hi honey, so is it that bad?”,...
Meat Sacks and Metal Bodies
Why are humans so thoroughly, so absolutely, so utterly, mind-numbingly boring? Every last one of them. They scream. They poop. They pee. They eat. They sleep. And repeat until they die. Add some meaningless banter and some “interpersonal relationships”—maybe throw in some intercourse for the lucky ones—and that’s about it. What’s the point? Why even carry on with their pitiful existences?Not to mention how fragile they are. Get too hot? They die. Get too cold? They die. Eat too little? Dead. Eat too much? Dead. They can be popped, crushed, ripped, squished—even shaken—to death. Like a delica...
Welcome to the system of Altair
“…tings from the…(static)… tergalactic…(static)… hold … adj… equency”“Ah… yes, so there you are ““Greetings voyagers, I am Diacosoleez Inektu. There is no cause for alarm, I understand that communication from a giant floating head is not a usual interstellar experience but I assure you, you are in no danger from us.”“What you are experiencing; the large, translucent cranium that is hovering outside of your vessel and speaking with you thusly, is the result of my own anomalous nature. You see I am one of The Gods of Mursi, and while the Entanglement and Eminence protocols appear to produce the ...