Sat Sep 18, 2004 10:33 am
Aliens of our own
as some of you might know, i am writing books and papers and other mad ramblings so here is anothe piece of cheese for some one to nibble on
Aliens of our own.
By Gareth Todd Thompson
Copy right Gareth Todd Thompson 2004
It was a dream, a dream of humanity to some day to fly and dance with the stars. To explore to expand such were our dreams. But in the background always lurked people who did not wish for progress and expansion, those who lived in the past threatened those who lived in the present. But some people did not realize who others were, some people ho should never have been in charge were. And it will always be this way forever.
Space, space always captivated the hearts of many. Be they children or scientists, almost all would wonder at the marvels beyond our sky. Then as ages passed we could float then fly then launch up into the sky.
3100 C.E
Three places were humanity lived, four places were humanity stayed. But in the sky law often was ignored.
Three colonies were settled, Mars, and the moon all-hailing to Earth. Mars was a weapons and research center that on the outside was a respected scientific camp, but once you entered the inner workings you realized the horrors of humanity. The moon was a mining base, so that people could mine for a rich mineral found on the surface. The miners were lower class citizens and despised the government.
Rerik Mann lived on the bleak piece of rock people called the moon. An Empty and cold place were its only purpose was for tide and minerals. Everyday men would go down in tunnels to mine for a rich mineral that was used to make more advanced ships. It was a hard life mining and slaving all day to make things you could not use or value. The moon had no need for earth, they had built environment domes to harvest food and supplies.
“Rerik my friend” Mick said “mining duty today?”
“yeah the damn bastards need there ships to fly around and make more places to make more ships.” Rerik said
“I have a better idea!” Mick said
“oh? And what would that be, Mick?” Rerik said
“oh, just a little flying mission” Mick said
“did you?” Rerik asked
“Yes” Mick said “I did”
Aliens of our own.
By Gareth Todd Thompson
Copy right Gareth Todd Thompson 2004
It was a dream, a dream of humanity to some day to fly and dance with the stars. To explore to expand such were our dreams. But in the background always lurked people who did not wish for progress and expansion, those who lived in the past threatened those who lived in the present. But some people did not realize who others were, some people ho should never have been in charge were. And it will always be this way forever.
Space, space always captivated the hearts of many. Be they children or scientists, almost all would wonder at the marvels beyond our sky. Then as ages passed we could float then fly then launch up into the sky.
3100 C.E
Three places were humanity lived, four places were humanity stayed. But in the sky law often was ignored.
Three colonies were settled, Mars, and the moon all-hailing to Earth. Mars was a weapons and research center that on the outside was a respected scientific camp, but once you entered the inner workings you realized the horrors of humanity. The moon was a mining base, so that people could mine for a rich mineral found on the surface. The miners were lower class citizens and despised the government.
Rerik Mann lived on the bleak piece of rock people called the moon. An Empty and cold place were its only purpose was for tide and minerals. Everyday men would go down in tunnels to mine for a rich mineral that was used to make more advanced ships. It was a hard life mining and slaving all day to make things you could not use or value. The moon had no need for earth, they had built environment domes to harvest food and supplies.
“Rerik my friend” Mick said “mining duty today?”
“yeah the damn bastards need there ships to fly around and make more places to make more ships.” Rerik said
“I have a better idea!” Mick said
“oh? And what would that be, Mick?” Rerik said
“oh, just a little flying mission” Mick said
“did you?” Rerik asked
“Yes” Mick said “I did”
