[ WP ] You are an alien explorer sent to make first contact with Earth . You never made it .

I will never lose count. 8,065 Earth years. The suit and ship turn waste into food. Illumination keeps me dreaming. The cycle is punishment from the children. 
 
 Their languages do I know. For 100 years over have they sent them. What they look like now, I know. They sent code 40 years ago. To mock me. They are Warlike I know, have always known, I hear them, a dead god afloat over their planet. 
 
 Home was oceans of Iron. Rivers of Iron. Our veins filled with Hydrogen and two parts Oxygen. It died. We almost died. 
 
 To Blue we came, to Blue we have come before, to Blue we were to bend to our will. Rivers of water. Beasts filled with Iron! Beasts to be bred. Beasts to be trained. We showed them to grow food. We taught them to harness fire. True building for shelter. Make them fat. Make them slow in moving and docile in mind. Some fit for sport. They bleed the Iron of Life! An open farm for them to grow thinking they are free. We tried Red, but the dust came. Can not make the Iron of Life with the dust. 
 
 Trapped in orbit. A magnetic push a Stone Henge brought. How did they know? Starlore they discovered! 
 
 Their sounds I hear. Jokes we have become. Reptiles they call us. From Green men to Grey. Crazy are the ones who know. How do they know? Blue was to be our home. What humans call Dolphins protected the oceans. Did they come onto the land? Are they The Greys? Must be. Have to be. None others have come from the outer dark. They killed my kind! Do they know about me? Do they care? 
 
 Pictures the humans take of me. Call me trash. Junk. Space garbage I have become. I sense them in their foam ships. I hear their chatter. My ship tells me what they do, but there is nothing to be done. Illumination keeps me alive dreaming. Illumination mocks me with its all knowing eye. 
 
 Their languages fill my cabin. A great man dies, a great man wars, a great man rises and kills again. Theirs is a circle. Ours was a pyramid. I await a day that will never come. 
 
 Stands above the Stars, does Abraxas. Half Beast Half Draco. Half Draco Half Human. Half Beast Half Man. 
 
 They are Iron of Life. Full of life. Full of Wonder. Full of War and Death. Full of love. Great and terrible are they. 
 
 Abraxas chose the Iron. Iron are his true children. 
 
 I am obsolete. 
 

