Sunday, June 22, 2014

Thoughts and Ideas... Ideas and Thoughts...

It looks to be dark outside, but who can really tell in here.  I never really know what time of day it is anymore.  What day is it? No outside communication, no media, no watches, calendars, phones.  The only semblance of time is lights out, breakfast, lunch, and dinner.  What has my life become?  It's a sad story.  It's not a story for everyone.  It's not even a story I like to live.  But it is my story and I shall bare it.  My life now can only go up, or that's what they tell me when we have our meetings in the dingy room with the long table.  I hate that room, but I love that room.  That room has a window and normally I can see the yard. It's even better when they let us out in the yard.  The feeling of the sun against my skin is nice.  I remember when I could feel that all the time. The heat feeling like it'll burn my skin. It's nothing like playing with fire, but the feeling is almost the same.  I don't remember what exactly fire is like.  We're not allowed any sort of open flames here either.  There's not much to do, i just have to bide my time.

You become like a pack rat here. Finding little things to call your own. The few things I've stowed away under my mattress had been dried up grass clippings and a small rock.


It's hard to say really when my life turned around.  It wasn't something that changed in an instant or even over night. There were little things that changed my outlook of the things around me.  Small bits and pieces fitting together like a puzzle.  The world around me becoming clearer until it felt like I could see everything for what it was.  We work our days through menial jobs over and over again; day after day.


If you knew me and my life and the things I've seen then you'd probably wish that you hadn't seen them and run the other way.  Most people can't deal with the things I've put up with, but then again, what I've done and where I've been, most people wouldn't even have a chance to do a fraction of it.  You see, I'm not from here.  I'm from a place far away.  Sure I could go into the whole "Star Wars" intro:  "A long long time ago, in a galaxy far far away".  The problem with that is.. I'm not from a long long time ago.  There's no time like the present, right?  Yes it's true. I've traveled great distances to be here on your planet.  For what, you ask?  Well let's just say, if you're lucky enough your planet won't be destroyed before you finish reading this.

It's true other species outside of your planet do exist and