Monday, December 22, 2014
Systems
Surviving
Jenks and I only ones alive.
Half the plane still bobbed in the cove.
We buried bodies best we could. Piled rocks etc.
Phones worked, and after trying rescue channels--
no luck!--we quickly searched what fruits etc were
edible and not poisonous.
Kept working long after batteries should be dead,
so they were being charged by something.
Welcome to Satellite Orch! the screens finally
announced. You're guests, but encouraged to study
for citizenship.
We studied. Figured best way to survive.
Exact parallel to our old place with Constitution and Bill of Rights.
But laid on particularly thick.
Jenks gave a flat, smooth hand gesture, meaning
they lie like a rug. But to them, such a gesture meant things remain placid, courtesy of an enlightened government. An accidental plus for us!...they always watched, of course.
Anyway, we gave all the answers they desired, and
after a year or so, they sent an enveloping flag and
we were lifted up to an esoteric vessel and transported to Central Orch. And to a nice citizenship celebration.
Lots of a beverage that practically set one afire–-
national drink.
We're both married to Orchian women. They started with us as spies, but slacked off, and all that's forgotten.
The best thing about life here is the same as the place we left via that fateful airplane:
Human Nature to let the bullshit go after a while
and just live.
Labels: Bill of Rights, citizenship, Constitution, Human Nature, plane crash, survival, system
