Each person who has had the privilege of being born and to walk across the face of this earth has a story to tell. My story is unique to me because i lived it.
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Deep Space oil Recovery Helicopter and the Mono Pod Oil Rig Platform
When the Earthlings boarded their space ships in the confusion of a nuclear war they left everything behind only to be launched onto a treacherous journey to look for new life forms in outer space.
First it was the powerful blast from the nuclear war which caused high levels of radiation to plume into the atmosphere then a firestorm instantly ravished the entire surface of the globe killing the masses from coast to coast causing a worldwide destructive tsunami and ultimately knocked the earth off of its axes. The sun blackened and shrunk in size and the moon was no longer visible. Then without missing a beat, a nuclear freeze occurred on the entire surface of the earth and into its deep oceans as life on Earth suddenly came to a halt!
Meanwhile, several years have passed and the winter storms have subsided on the planet Kludon which is seen from outer space as a gigantic ball of ice and yet it is now known for its vast wealth of rich crude oil which is being used to power the space ships.
When oil was initially discovered and extracted from the subsurface of Kludon, it was discovered that the crude contained unusual high levels of gold particles which are used by the earthlings.
The initial encounter with the inhabitants of this far away planet resulted in a violent confrontation that erupted into an all out war that to this day shows no signs of stopping.
In the heat of the battle several Kludomites were killed and the wounded were apprehended by the earthlings only to realize that they possessed unusually high voltage currents (somewhat like electric eels) that shocked the earthlings.
The security technicians were able to harness this unusual source of power and the captured aliens are now an energy commodity and the source of electrical power for the various mono pod oil refineries on this planet.
The Kludomite population continues to show aggression and in response they are held off with tranquilizers by the earthlings and are placed in the exterior cages of the helicopters and flown directly to the Mono pod oil rig platforms where awaiting security forces board the massive deep space helicopter to remove the Kludomites with insulated gear to prevent electrocution.
Each prisoner is quickly moved to the lower level of the rig where they are photographed, counted, evaluated, and ultimately placed in the “Max power chamber” where they become the source of energy to keep the engine rooms running.
The electrical current of these strange looking creatures is so powerful that they react violently with the negative charge of the steel structure of the Mono Pod Oil rig, which causes sparks to fly as they are dragged across the flight deck to the lower levels with neck restraining collars attached to long fiberglass insulated poles.
Life expectancy for the average Kludomite is six months or less even within their own harsh environment.
As they terminate through natural causes they turn into an orange powdery substance and are disposed of through the funnel chamber where they are ground up into a “fine grind” substance and disposed of through the south gate disposal slide.
I am as complicated as you want me to be, and as simple as 1,2,3. Ive been there,and I've done that some times over and over again. I learn from other peoples mistakes and I learn from my own mistakes. I enjoy life and those around me who accept me for who I am. I love it when people are thankful and are not so demanding of others, I love truth and wisdom and knowledge, initiative, Honor and justice, I Love Love, and Joy and Peace, and beauty, and the sound of the earth. I hate terrorist and those who are evil that cause others undue harm.If you choose to live by the sword you will be hunted and you will die by the sword. I love answers and Hope in moments of despair. I love the innocent and the protection of those who are helpless, homeless and down trodden, both the elderly and little children. Those who have been abused and used by evil people, my heart goes goes out to you. When I concentrate I am distracted by my own thoughts. sometimes I circle the objective and get allot done except for the objective. Sometimes I make low priorities high priorities because low priorities always get neglected and never get done because they are just dreams or hopes that we wish for.