He said he was an illegal alien just before they beat the crap out of him. Actually I said it — and I am, but I’m not from Mexico. I travel through space and time. I am not from this planet. This is a record of my experiences on Earth during a period of extreme disruption. I have many personas. I float from the future to the past and back. The following stories are true although some have not yet occurred.

It isn’t easy being an Alien in the United States (or anywhere on Earth). How can a real Alien (an extraterrestrial) prove who he-or-it is, or what? There are no passports for Aliens. If an Alien has an unfortunate accident and crashes on this planet he (It) is out of luck. No way to establish residency. No rules apply. The unfortunate Alien will be ignored — no one will even bother to test “him” or use “him” as a guinea pig — it won’t happen because earthlings are generally apathetic. The human view of the world/universe stops just beyond the body-sack they inhabit.

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