The Stranger Zone

"I perceive your form.

I see your silhouette.

What's the time of morn?

I'm not fully awake yet.

Who are you?

What are you?

And why do you

Stand by my bed?

Somehow it seems

My bedroom scene

Is obscured behind a screen.

I see more

Than one of you.

I see four.

I wonder how

You entered here -

Through what door?

These thoughts inside remain

For I'm too scared to talk.

I would surely scream

If not for the shock.

I know the cosmos is teeming

With a host of ghostly beings.

Still I'm not believing

What's standing over me

Who it is I'm seeing.

What manner of creatures

Have no definable features -

Only shadowy outlines of darkness?

Oh how I hope you are harmless!

It would be easy to assume

That you have come to my room

With evil intentions of doom.

Else why are you dark as the night

Lacking in any visible light?"

* * *

As I ponder and wonder

What will be next

Something suddenly happens

I could never expect.

I feel that I'm rapidly falling

As if into a vortex.

Am I descending into Hell?

Fearfully I ask myself.

I feel deep regret

For my many human sins

While hearing a forceful sound

Akin to a violent rushing wind.

Falling and falling

The intensity doesn't slack.

It feels like a million needles

Relentlessly are pricking my back.

Try tho' I might

It's difficult to explain

But it's as if I've left

This thing named 

The earthly plane.

When this is over

Where will I be?

What will I see?

What will be waiting for me?

Although this experience

Is factual and real

I cannot recall

The end of the ordeal.

Did the "shadow beings"

Escort me through a warp of Time?

Just one of the burning questions

Aflame in my mind.

For what it's worth

(And it's your right to scoff)

Something chronologically with me

Has ever since seemed a little off.

©️ Matt Decker 

Dear Earthlings...

We know it's hard to believe

From what your earthly eyes can see.

We know it's difficult to accept

Since you are deficient in sensory depth.

We know you haven't been sufficiently prepared

To come to terms with what's really out there.

We know our existence upsets your paradigm -

Everything you assumed about reality, space, even time.

We know that nothing on your Earth will be the same

When our Truth is revealed - all shall be changed.

Be that as it may

You have arrived at the day

When the present human race

Must a brand new reality face.

Yes, we are real.

And yes, we can heal.

No, we come not to kill or steal.

Inflicting harm - not part of the deal.

Call us alien, call us extraterrestrial.

Cosmic in reach, our nature is celestial.

Our origin stretches a long way back

Into the remote corners of the universal past.

Eons before the first earthly pebble was formed

Before the crashing of the inaugural earthly storm

Our civilization had already been born

Traversing space-holes that resemble giant worms.

While your cavemen were pounding stones

We were injecting our people with cellular drones.

Above and beyond?

You can say that, sure.

For the diseases killing you

Long ago we found the cures.

Where is our home?

Well let's see.

Only a star's throw away

From your milk-like galaxy.

In earthly terms, we are far from close.

But not as far as you might suppose.

From a cosmic perspective

We are just down the road.

Practically neighbors

It might surprise you to know.

If our way your astronauts ever came

They would recognize our home by this -

Our galaxy is shaped like a flame.

The worlds in our system are in alliance.

On each other there's a strong reliance.

There exists dark forces we must fight.

For this reason we all have had to unite -

We call ourselves

The Intergalactic Federation of Light.

If you knew these cosmic foes we must battle

You would be more than a little rattled.

It's inevitable that our presence will worry you.

So we've been developing an approach

That will not destroy you.

From this news you can infer

That our motives are pure.

We have so much to share.

But you can't receive if you're scared.

We've been watching your planet throughout its history.

We hold the keys to your Earth's greatest mysteries.

From the portals of space

Allow us to introduce our race.

We are (A)dvanced (C)elestial (E)ntities.

You may call us ACE.

©️ Matt Decker 

Night Rider

I am darker than the night

Moving fast as the light.

I am stealthy, I am sleek

Skipping above mountain peaks.

No human hand can make me.

No earthly band can raid me.

Built am I to navigate dimensions

Programmed for instant ascension.

I float on the waves of magnetic fields

Invisibly insulated within an impenetrable shield.

Welcome aboard - don't be frightened.

Try not to focus on the prismatic lighting.

Are you surprised I can speak?

Just one of my incredible feats.

Do you recall your entry here?

On your way up, you looked quite scared.

Feel free to scan and explore.

I invite you to walk my corridors.

Just one exception:

There are windows to your right.

Resist the temptation

To take a peek inside.

There are activities

That you would do well to miss.

As it's said on your planet,

"Ignorance is bliss."

You have an escort

To lead you by the arm.

He won't utter a word

Nor do you any harm.

Do not even try

To look in his eyes.

You will be unable to turn aside

For your neck will be paralyzed.

You must trust me

This is for the best.

If you see the E.T.

Fear will arrest your chest.

Keep on walking.

Look straight ahead.

Try to relax.

My, your face is red!

You are on your way

To a special room.

You will have no conscious memory

Of the procedure done to you.

It'll be okay.

This I assure you.

It's not the intention

To in any way hurt you.

Go with your guide.

I'll see you in a bit.

To mitigate your anxiety

The room is therapeutically lit.

*

Well hello again.

There's more for you to see.

You'll need to take a seat

For soon we shall leave the galaxy.

We will achieve atomic speed.

If you glance out the windows

Only streaks of light will you see.

During our flight

There will be times

When we will instantly stop

And turn on a dime.

But this sudden shift

Will cause you no trouble

For the cockpit, you see

Sits within a gyroscopic bubble.

Like a sheet one would fold

We will be traversing wormholes.

These are cosmic shortcuts

And YOU will be in control!

That's right - you will be my pilot.

Don't worry - you can do it.

I have been programmed

To talk and walk you through it.

You've been chosen to control me.

It's easier than you suppose.

If you can move your extremities

Then you can make me go.

Focus right in front of you.

See that small device?

It's known as a controller dome

And it is the key to my flight.

No need to touch it.

Simply levitate your palm above it.

It will mimic your hand.

Each gesture signals a command.

Any direction you want me to take

Just motion your hand that way.

We will cover distances untold

And you will be in control.

We will even transcend time.

But afterwards you will find

These memories will be locked behind

The doors of your subconscious mind.

©️ Matt Decker