Perhaps you can if you had the direct feed. Nope it's pinged from where, and then to you. Passed through the net on computers painting lil rainbows and aliens, and every other pixel, and distortion. Look at that Blackhole.

The quote on quote direct feed is suddenly showing the Aliens. All those anomalies not from space. Because it's in a studio. Or its bad effects. Like when your freaking console game drops you in a hole, through the screen, and your stuck.

Crouching Tiger, hidden wire, weightlessness. The space walk from a swimming pool with little bubbles floating up and down.

These people are actors. The corps get paid from narratives and imagery and inventing the next theory they can sell. It today is the programming. Perhaps some went there. Who knows. Why all the lies. More is lies. It pays more.

Why do they need nukes to get to Mars? If they went there? Tell me this. They've been there like 50 times now. Suddenly. Not so suddenly. We'll nuke our way there. Come on. Actors. Lil freaking grainy images of who cares. It probably wasn't even Mars. It was that rover in the studio with the Martian rainbows. It was computer imagery pixelating a doughnut. Look it's a blackhole. I swear.

Aliens. Nope. What UFO. Make belief. We need it to get our space program underway. We need it to continue our space program. I swear.

Aliens are a paradigm for exploration. Ultimately dystopia. It's an attempt at global regulation. Codes or identity on drones. Synced. They want another authority on it as drones are becoming a much bigger threat. Like flight was. It they could fly why not to space. It needed the invaders.

Perhaps you can if you had the direct feed. Nope it's pinged from where, and then to you. Passed through the net on computers painting lil rainbows and aliens, and every other pixel, and distortion. Look at that Blackhole.

The quote on quote direct feed is suddenly showing the Aliens. All those anomalies not from space. Because it's in a studio. Or its bad effects. Like when your freaking console game drops you in a hole, through the screen, and your stuck.

Crouching Tiger, hidden wire, weightlessness. The space walk from a swimming pool with little bubbles floating up and down.

These people are actors. The corps get paid from narratives and imagery and inventing the next theory they can sell. It today is the programming. Perhaps some went there. Who knows. Why all the lies. More is lies. It pays more.

Why do they need nukes to get to Mars? If they went there? Tell me this. They've been there like 50 times now. Suddenly. Not so suddenly. We'll nuke our way there. Come on. Actors. Lil freaking grainy images of who cares. It probably wasn't even Mars. It was that rover in the studio with the Martian rainbows. It was computer imagery pixelating a doughnut. Look it's a blackhole. I swear.

Aliens. Nope. What UFO. Make belief. We need it to get our space program underway. We need it to continue our space program. I swear.

Perhaps you can if you had the direct feed. Nope it's pinged from where, and then to you. Passed through the net on computers painting lil rainbows and aliens, and every other pixel, and distortion. Look at that Blackhole.

The quote on quote direct feed is suddenly showing the Aliens. All those anomalies not from space. Because it's in a studio. Or its bad effects. Like when your freaking console game drops you in a hole, through the screen, and your stuck.

Crouching Tiger, hidden wire, weightlessness. The space walk from a swimming pool with little bubbles floating up and down.

These people are actors. The corps get paid from narratives and imagery and inventing the next theory they can sale. It today is the programming. Perhaps some went there. Who knows. Why all the lies. More is lies. It pays more.

Why do they need nukes to get to Mars? If they went there? Tell me this. They've been there like 50 times now. Suddenly. Not so suddenly. We'll nuke our way there. Come on. Actors. Lil freaking grainy images of who cares. It probably wasn't even Mars. It was that rover in the studio with the Martian rainbows. It was computer imagery pixelating a doughnut. Look it's a blackhole. I swear.

Aliens. Nope. What UFO. Make belief. We need it to get our space program underway. We need it to continue our space program. I swear.

Perhaps you can if you had the direct feed. Nope it's pinged from where, and then to you. Passed through the net on computers painting lil rainbows and aliens, and every other pixel, and distortion. Look at that Blackhole.

The quote on quote direct feed is suddenly showing the Aliens. All those anomalies not from space. Because it's in a studio. Or its bad effects. Like when your freaking console game drops you in a hole, through the screen, and your stuck.

Crouching Tiger, hidden wire, weightlessness. The space walk from a swimming pool with little bubbles floating up and down.

These people are actors. The corps get paid from narratives and imagery and inventing the next theory they can sale. It today is the programming. Perhaps some went there. Who knows. Why all the lies. More is lies. It pays more.