It is entirely up to you whether you believe this blog or not, but I assure you every word is true.
I am an earth alien or at least that is what I have come to find out. I was born on this planet, my parents were born here, and so were theirs, but not the parents of the ancient ancestors. Approximately six generations back, my ancient ancestors arrived here from another world. Along with many others they settled here, why, is unclear. I do know that we were the result of an experiment that failed, and failed badly. We can not return to our home world, why?, because we would be as alien there, as we are here. I have memories of things that never happened, or did they. I know of future events and understand the past. I live in a world that is mine yet completely foreign. I can not relate to the inhabitants of this world and I live on the edge of society. I am close to no one and no one is close to me.
You know my story for it is what you have come to know as science fiction. But it is not fiction it is fact.
Sit back quietly now and I will piece together my tale and you will come to know me well.
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I have always been, this is not new, but what has changed is the circumstances. I once roamed free for many, many, a millennium, time of which no human can comprehend. Now, not mortal, and nolonger as I once was before, I live a limited exsistance. A human knows completion, an end, I do not. Mine is a wait, without end. How many more exsistances must I endure to breed away my ethereal half to eventually find the peace of end. Sadly I wait. Is this even possible? Unknown. So, I wait.
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What you call dreams, I call lives. Each night I fall asleep to live out parallel lives in other realms. That is what my species does, we never rest, we never stop, we are continuous and always. We first came to this world in our original form as a mist, a breath, pure thought without emotion. We meant only to pause briefly here, we became curious about some of your mysteries. We only wanted to gather knowledge and experience, but we stayed too long. Once trapped here we found it impossible to escape these shells you call bodies, and are now tethered to this place, this earth, for all eternity. Doomed to live out one life after the other, an endless succession. Now with the rise of each sun we are pulled back into these bodies and forced to remain until the nightfall where we can then for a few hours roam freely traveling the heavens. The most we can hope to do is stand as examples, and warn the others of our kind, as they pass freely through this existence. So painful now that we have learned what envy, sorry, and regret all mean. We the endless beings, we wait.
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