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God, was he really possessed by the devil himself?

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يتبع شيكسبير دائمًا أحد طريقين في كتابة مسرحياته، إما بقتل وحش المستوى الأخير أو بالزواج به. هكذا تحصل على نهايتك السعيدة.

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Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.

Oscar Wilde

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Day No. 2: Music

Hi, it’s me again I don’t know where to begin today, their day and night thing is so confusing, at least to me ; because they go on a recurring state of altered consciousness allowing them to have some rest to be able to become productive again, which is a rudimentary way to regenerate energy together with consuming food and oxygen ,, I really feel sorry for these people ; they can’t even live in another atmosphere or lacking oxygen for more than 3 minutes which is very sad that they can’t explore space without space suits and glass helmets full of oxygen , their drug.

This morning I passed by a large tent full of people who go in after showing a (Ticket) – a temporary permit for one person to enter a place -, I bought one for $50 which is considered a big amount of money for just entering a place, I thought that they pray here or get jobs to earn more money ; but what I found was a surprise ; a stage, a very big stage with sound speakers with a large sound dispersion rate, that scared me ; because I thought that they’re going to announce something very important like ,, ah.. “an alien is among us !!”

after 200 very long catopas (300 seconds) a sound with a high dB almost made me deaf broke into my auditory cells, I figured out that it was the sound of picking that stringed instrument called guitar, that I later knew it comes in all shapes and colors, but didn’t get why people raise guitars in their houses till I understood the nature of music concerts ..

A concert is when someone called (a musician) performs music to other people for money, sometimes they’re a musical ensemble such as an orchestra, choir, or band working together to make music.

I now know that there are more than 1,264 micro-genres of music varying between Pop, Rock, Jazz, Techno, Country .. etc.

people listen to music most of the time, even in churches they play Piano -which is an instrument consisting of strings, hummers and keys- to make acoustic music along with the choir making hymns.

They also listen to music in transportation cars and motorcycles.. etc.

Music affects their lives, some types of music are for sad moments, some for happy moments, some are romantic, they even make chants to sing in occasions, and anthems for nations, I can’t get enough of exploring more music, these people are really cool ! for music is touching and indescribably awesome.

at the end of my day I was in my rented house, holding a violin, learning a sad song, and crying to my own music production ..

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First Day On Earth

As I approach that beautiful looking planet I feel more and more excited about it every passing moment, I mean the colors I can see now aren’t to be described in words .. I have to show my people this breathtaking view, but what the shit is happening and why am I going hotter as I get closer ? looks like this planet has a strong atmosphere .. aah , hot hot hot , wait, don’t lose you focus, handbrakes ,, I pull my handbrakes and I get slower cuz of the parachutes my brakes activate, then I activate spinning vertically so I can use Magnus effect and stop using too much fuel, aha, it’s working.. I start using this atmosphere instead of it using me.

who are these creatures and why are they walking like that ? where is all the blue and green colors I saw up there ? and why is everything polluting the atmosphere ? My calculations show that they use O2 to breathe to oxidize their food, in the process of cellular respiration, thus releasing energy, which is eventually stored in ATP in the electron transport chain in mitochondria, and in glycolysis in the cytoplasm. they’re dumb that’s what I see, stupid aliens !

I learnt their language in 2 catopas ,, after learning English I see that a catopa is equal to 1.5 seconds of these Earthlings units, I also learn about history from their world wide web or that’s what they call it. it is a network that connects people together from all over the world, rudimentary, but does it quite well. but why don’t these people learn how live together ? and why is their history full of wars and blood ? and why the hell do they honor killers ?

I shape shift using my necklace, of course they can’t expose me with their technology. my necklace has been with me since I was very little I used to shape shift with it while playing with my cousins, but they always knew it was me with their helmets , or that’s what people here would call them (helmets) . someone is approaching me, I need to stay as calm as possible and act like one of them, he puts something long and cold on my forehead and says “your money or your life !” “I am not sure I quite got what you are trying to do, can you, please, explain ?” I reply “don’t you play dumb with me, look around you, is there anyone here to help you ? the answer is no ! and If u don’t fucking give me what’s in your pockets right now I’ll fucking shoot you !!” he screams at me

I walk around the city after taking that guy hostage in my ship and shape shifting again to his look, so I can be more normal to them, that guy gave me three things, a gun, a more familiar look in this city, and an answer to a question, his question, and yes he was right we were too far away from people so no one would have noticed anything if he kills me.

I take a long walk around the place and find the best spot I can stay in, a resident-less house , I introduce myself as “Jacob Runner” the man that was trying to take my stuff by force .. looks like these people are really different from us – the Garguanions which means (creatures) in my language (Gorb) – so I’ll have to learn more about them before I tell them anything about me, but not today ; because walking people are getting fewer on the streets after the darkness has come .. I get back to the house I rented with Jacob’s money to prepare myself for the next day called (Tomorrow) or (Tuesday) .