DARK SKIES
People used to always laugh at us, but boy were they the ones who should be laughed at now. "Aliens? What a couple of fools", they would say. Well who's laughing now you bunch of smarty-pantses?
We always knew they was out there but people would just laugh at us. Now we know who was the smartest of all though, because those little green bastards have landed and they are taking over this town.
I would say "I told you so", but it seems kinda imaaturish. I would say, "good luck because you are on your own now suckers", but that would be a lie. An even bigger lie than the one that they have always been telling us about extra-terrenial lives not being real. Saying you were on your own would only land us into a bigger pile of poop, and to be honest with you, we just want to get us out of this poop. We need to work together now.
All of that being said, this whole distrust kinda lands us in a whole different set of issues. Sure, we knew they were coming. Sure, we were among the select few who had always planned for this here alien invasion. Problem is though, we never really did know what it was we were planning for.
The helmets were a stroke of genius to be sure; a guarantee that those little green bastards would not be able to scramble our brains and turn us into some sort of meat puppets who would willingly do their bidding. As much as I hate to admit it though, that was the end of the line as far as our thinking went.
We`re kinda in one of them catch 2-4 situations now, or whatever they`re called. We knew they were coming, but we don`t know what they want. They came out of the dark skies, on a bright sunny day, but we still have no idea why they came.
We can point to the skies, just as we can point to the people in charge who hid the truth from us, but at the end of the day the only way we will get the truth is through a close encounter of the third kind. That means a face-to-face with the invaders.
Who`s game?
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