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[science fiction ...] The moment





In a bad science fiction novel *, imagine the author that our planet is a kind of test in a laboratory. People far more intelligent than us, obviously. We would be within a universe * created for the purposes of scientific research in a world that is not ours.

Locked somewhere in a test tube, suspended in a strange substance, our planet and all of what everyone knows us here, are building the subject of an experiment * underway. While we're busy watching the slow collapse of the global economy, we do realize, of course, nothing.

Before, there was nothing then came the glass * in which we poured the rest. A civilization much more advanced than ours, obviously. This was the moment I of the minute of the start of M world. And so it was a living and it was like a gigantic orgasm * a sacred big bang to populate this culture medium.

They had swung two specimens * to a tree and the next moment they found themselves with billions swarming everywhere. You can imagine that they had doubts about the possibility of planting enough trees to fruit in order feed them all.

In the bad science fiction novel, it is from that moment they take a lot of security measures * around the site. As if fearing contamination, we propagations across their world. Only then if they continue the experiment.

Logically, the element * colonizer, otherwise these people called in the language that is theirs, at this stage of evolution begins to seek a new body to contaminate. He invented the missile then the reactor powerful enough to get laid. Despite the natural capacity particularly limited, it seems to fit whatever changes in its environment * .

They have already tested the ice ages thousands of years. The human quickly invented the long winter evenings and somersaults * on animal skins, the fireside. At this time, they experience the global heat stroke but shareholders of "Bermudas & Bikinis" (B & B * , y'know?) are rubbing their hands.


They know we can not leave because of their protection system: once we leave this planet, we are i mpossible reproduce ourselves. Down here, we can fuck like rabbits fuck like fakirs or love tender love but beyond the seventh heaven is a no.


A civilization superior to ours, obviously ...


booby Note: I apologize if the novel is forgiveness and a project if it is fucked.


Image Source Copyright JCasalena *

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