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The Days of Alien Gods

How that alien day flaunted the UFOs hiding in strange places. The media portrays a cosmic secret of secrets that is now known to millions. School crossing guards fretfully scan the skies as they cross the street, holding small hands. UFO ladies of the neighborhood, document strange lights in the sky, and Mr. Smith down the street. The shocking behavior of the neighborhood watch groups highlights the perverse entity called "The City". Where "Quasimoto", types tear down this "house of cards". The current screenplay is to test dangerous chemicals, hoping to find the "new drug", one that takes one back to normalcy, the most in-demand but the least known place. And the government knows it's doing its part in the development of godless men. Soon, the people will merge with machines so that they may take our sins, to one day be melted down to baseless metal and tossed onto the side of deserted highways. Stories of enlightened Cadillacs proposing a heavenly garage and looking forward to their antiqueness and silently rusting away. To be studied in future times, how machines became human and humans became machines, yet no one could tell the difference. They had to burn their finger on the stove to see if it hurt. Or feel like doing some inane act for someone. Sometimes one has to take a nip of that old 3in1 oil, just to get the day started!

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