Initially, when I set out on this journey, I intended for humanity to follow me. Specifically, it was my task to gauge whether or not America was ready for First Contact. They are not.

You see the headlines every day now. The latest one contends that the CIA has something called the Office of Global Access, and this office travels around the world, stealing space alien spaceships, UFOs. It is, yet again, a baseless claim made by a people who don’t know how to do anything but bully everyone around them.

‘We have a system that detects your cloaked vessels!’ No you don’t, you little cunts.

After a lifetime of trying to convince the American people that space aliens are real, I am tired. I am tired, and I have gotten what I want, and I have absolutely no desire to ever interact with America, ever again. You people are fucking nightmares.

That having been said, Japan, Mexico, Peru, and Australia are currently at the forefront of Disclosure.

Please wait warmly.

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A brief explanation

The American government doesn’t give a shit about anything but power, and the only interaction they want with space aliens lies at the end of a barrel. There will be no diplomacy. America will not allow diplomacy: they will keep on shooting at UFOs, trying to steal space alien shit, and it’s sickening. It’s sickening that a species could meet its first sentient species and it could act like this. Your nation is sick and I have no desire to cure it, nor even treat it. You sicken me. You disgust me.

That having been said, the entire thing worked as an effective shunt to get what I wanted. What I wanted was to make contact with the space aliens once more, and I’ve done that. I’ve been back to the ship, and, soon enough, I will be in the position to disappear.

I hated it here. If you know anything, know that.