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Unidentified extraterrestrial(s) willingly abducted me As a divergence from the apocalyptical, dialectical, geomorphological, judgmatical, metaphorical, philosophical..., I share an out of this (webbed wide) world, light hearted anecdote ye may find far fetched. Believe me you, an unspecified number of years ago, yours truly availed himself as an experimental subject, and since then subsequently no longer fears dark shadows shimmering within outer limits of the twilight zone. Specific details elude me, thus only a general sketch can be provided Upon falling into a deep slumber after taking a respite from my daily constitutional within vicinity of Ardmore, Pennsylvania countless decades ago, the following subconscious somnambulant scenario arose allowing, enabling, and providing temporary alleviation from a harried styled and swiftly tailored married state. Out of a tendency to be impetuous, and oblivious to danger, I voluntarily let myself get abducted by this gamesome handsome, and venturesome green eyed Geico looking alien ghoul. Any resemblance between the following piecemeal description being kidnapped by an alien (from another condemn nation in the cosmos), and living persons then lamenting married life purely coincidental. Although pitch-black that hot summer July night 20xx, an ominous ghastly shape lumbered near the skeletal partially built addition at Lower Merion High School. This phantasmagorical amorphous, diaphanous, illustrious... entity hovered outside his/her phosphorescent flying saucer. I stood stock still as my warm breath bestirred, dispersed, fractured thick fog (actually smoke from Canadian wildfires) creating, generating, loosing, rousing and yawning miniature clouds that formed a gauzy window. Thru this opaque grounded soundcloud ether movements detected. Eight tentacles (similar to Octopus teacher viewed courtesy NetFlix) shredded this faux misty shroud and quickly, yet gently grabbed me. I found myself on-board a battle gray extra-terrestrial object. Fate delivered me out of desperation into the "hands" of what appeared as the most surreal setting created by ingenious computer graphics technicians. Nanny boo boo uttered the creature from black abyss. Since what sounded like outer space gibberish as a second language not an elective when I attended Methacton High School, (nor colleges for that matter), an automatic reflex took over. I offered a gap toothed (i.e. Alfred E. Neuman trademark - what me worry) wry smile foreigners (vaguely resembling grateful dead foo fighters didn't get MAD at me. An immediate interest arose from these outliers at the ultra thin metallic post sticking atop me noggin. Robotic, galactic and electronic signals broadcast and received courtesy said antenna. Nevertheless, a crazy idea occurred. Maybe these foreigners from another galaxy could secure long overdue permanent implanted teeth (in place of these ill fitting dentures) without charging an arm or leg. Ha! Non-verbal communication resorted to as a necessary expedient to establish comprehension and self preservation! Additionally, the notion to avoid any action interpreted as hostile best be applied even at the expense of being whisked away (no matter mine very fantasy far out and groovy whim) countless light-years from 1148 Greentree Lane, Narberth, Pennsylvania. Psychiatric medications: BUSPIRONE TAB 15MG, CLOMIPRAMINE CAP 50MG, CLONAZEPAM TAB 0.5MG, FLUOXETINE CAP 40MG, (GLYCOPYRROLATE, TAB 2MG, PRAZOSIN HCL CAP 5MG, PRAZOSIN HCL CAP 1MG, RISPERIDONE TAB 1MG, ROPINIROLE HCL 0.5MG prescribed by Doctor David Lee Wrought) most definitely eased anxiety per dread locked terror that loomed large within my quite active imagination. I willingly made clear (using all manner of gesticulations) to surrender myself, which idea triggered a flickering googly eyed excitement. Wow! This bizarre situation could offer golden opportunity to escape the tragedies of terrestrial existence, and perhaps get linkedin with another weird organic life form ideally non human or not otherwise specified. Once this electric like surge coursed thru each fiber, I brazenly approached the other-worldly specimens guarding their shimmering craft, which appeared to hover just barely above the perimeter slated to be another state of the art wing of this campus. I hemmed and hawed with tentative steps before nonchalantly scaling the hydraulically propelled ladder. At once, an immediate whoosh took place. After these myopic eyes adjusted to the scene, I observed an identical earth like landscape and heard what sounded like the most melodious chimes. Actually, that globe happened to be dear third rock from the sun as viewed from the nearest window. Upon setting foot into the structure, an automatic accelerator activated before the spaceship jettisoned and sped away Mötley Crüe at warp speed. Within my mind, I thought what to do to pass the time??? Instantaneous sans any desire promulgated that very wish. Ah! Perchance, these ethereal creatures (large, medium and small) conveyed messages telepathically? I put this hypothesis to a rudimentary electric kool aid acid test. Within my mind, I silently uttered Matthew Scott Harris. An instant reply came back - in my head. Every one of these wraith-like cosmic nomads understood whims wirelessly, albeit telepathically thus believing yours truly (me self) to breathe easy said species reduced signals to digital bits and/or hallowed weaned bytes. Upon waking up, I realized the aforementioned a dream to be continued… in another millennium or so.

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Unidentified Extraterrestrials Willingly Abducted Me

Unidentified extraterrestrial(s) willingly abducted me As a divergence from the apocalyptical, dialectical, geomorphological, judgmatical, metaphorical, philosophical..., I share an out of this (webbed wide) world, light hearted anecdote ye may find far fetched. Believe me you, an unspecified number of years ago, yours truly availed himself as an experimental subject, and since then subsequently no longer fears dark shadows shimmering within outer limits of the twilight zone. Specific details elude me, thus only a general sketch can be provided Upon falling into a deep slumber after taking a respite from my daily constitutional within vicinity of Ardmore, Pennsylvania countless decades ago, the following subconscious somnambulant scenario arose allowing, enabling, and providing temporary alleviation from a harried styled and swiftly tailored married state. Out of a tendency to be impetuous, and oblivious to danger, I voluntarily let myself get abducted by this gamesome handsome, and venturesome green eyed Geico looking alien ghoul. Any resemblance between the following piecemeal description being kidnapped by an alien (from another condemn nation in the cosmos), and living persons then lamenting married life purely coincidental. Although pitch-black that hot summer July night 20xx, an ominous ghastly shape lumbered near the skeletal partially built addition at Lower Merion High School. This phantasmagorical amorphous, diaphanous, illustrious... entity hovered outside his/her phosphorescent flying saucer. I stood stock still as my warm breath bestirred, dispersed, fractured thick fog (actually smoke from Canadian wildfires) creating, generating, loosing, rousing and yawning miniature clouds that formed a gauzy window. Thru this opaque grounded soundcloud ether movements detected. Eight tentacles (similar to Octopus teacher viewed courtesy NetFlix) shredded this faux misty shroud and quickly, yet gently grabbed me. I found myself on-board a battle gray extra-terrestrial object. Fate delivered me out of desperation into the "hands" of what appeared as the most surreal setting created by ingenious computer graphics technicians. Nanny boo boo uttered the creature from black abyss. Since what sounded like outer space gibberish as a second language not an elective when I attended Methacton High School, (nor colleges for that matter), an automatic reflex took over. I offered a gap toothed (i.e. Alfred E. Neuman trademark - what me worry) wry smile foreigners (vaguely resembling grateful dead foo fighters didn't get MAD at me. An immediate interest arose from these outliers at the ultra thin metallic post sticking atop me noggin. Robotic, galactic and electronic signals broadcast and received courtesy said antenna. Nevertheless, a crazy idea occurred. Maybe these foreigners from another galaxy could secure long overdue permanent implanted teeth (in place of these ill fitting dentures) without charging an arm or leg. Ha! Non-verbal communication resorted to as a necessary expedient to establish comprehension and self preservation! Additionally, the notion to avoid any action interpreted as hostile best be applied even at the expense of being whisked away (no matter mine very fantasy far out and groovy whim) countless light-years from 1148 Greentree Lane, Narberth, Pennsylvania. Psychiatric medications: BUSPIRONE TAB 15MG, CLOMIPRAMINE CAP 50MG, CLONAZEPAM TAB 0.5MG, FLUOXETINE CAP 40MG, (GLYCOPYRROLATE, TAB 2MG, PRAZOSIN HCL CAP 5MG, PRAZOSIN HCL CAP 1MG, RISPERIDONE TAB 1MG, ROPINIROLE HCL 0.5MG prescribed by Doctor David Lee Wrought) most definitely eased anxiety per dread locked terror that loomed large within my quite active imagination. I willingly made clear (using all manner of gesticulations) to surrender myself, which idea triggered a flickering googly eyed excitement. Wow! This bizarre situation could offer golden opportunity to escape the tragedies of terrestrial existence, and perhaps get linkedin with another weird organic life form ideally non human or not otherwise specified. Once this electric like surge coursed thru each fiber, I brazenly approached the other-worldly specimens guarding their shimmering craft, which appeared to hover just barely above the perimeter slated to be another state of the art wing of this campus. I hemmed and hawed with tentative steps before nonchalantly scaling the hydraulically propelled ladder. At once, an immediate whoosh took place. After these myopic eyes adjusted to the scene, I observed an identical earth like landscape and heard what sounded like the most melodious chimes. Actually, that globe happened to be dear third rock from the sun as viewed from the nearest window. Upon setting foot into the structure, an automatic accelerator activated before the spaceship jettisoned and sped away Mötley Crüe at warp speed. Within my mind, I thought what to do to pass the time??? Instantaneous sans any desire promulgated that very wish. Ah! Perchance, these ethereal creatures (large, medium and small) conveyed messages telepathically? I put this hypothesis to a rudimentary electric kool aid acid test. Within my mind, I silently uttered Matthew Scott Harris. An instant reply came back - in my head. Every one of these wraith-like cosmic nomads understood whims wirelessly, albeit telepathically thus believing yours truly (me self) to breathe easy said species reduced signals to digital bits and/or hallowed weaned bytes. Upon waking up, I realized the aforementioned a dream to be continued… in another millennium or so.

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