Oblivion: The Martian Camp Onside

A Story by Abishai100

Darkly-intelligent Martian invader/colonist/oppressor ('Endymion') casts planet-wide mind control and then retreats post-miracle, as relayed in a survivor's time-capsule stew.

Alien invasion/colonization portrait. Happy Summer (thanks so much for reading),

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"Friends, I had become a survivor of a most dark tale of Martian invasion for incomplete-language of consciousness and rationalism, post-landing and complete subjugation of our human-kind realm of the Blue Planet following the 21st-Century great tribulations of land/lifestyle jitters like 9/11 and the Coronavirus. The Martian invader/monarch, Endymion, boasted total mass-population mind-control super-powers which he/it used to suppress every form of Earthling record/image/vanity of thoroughfare, pluralism culture, politics process photojournalism, and general populism education for longstanding albums."

ENDYMION: You puny humans are servile and service-population to my god-like powers of mind-bending/control now and shall endlessly convert sand into glass for me and coal into diamonds...and you'll convert solar power into outdoor powered movie theaters for my enjoyment...and you'll endure the strictest forms of punishment for any display of defiance/dignity...and you'll appreciate why my super-powers of psychic mind control over your puny-planet affords me a liberal/personalized/private journal acumen to scribbling any 'random' form of proposed or hypothesized 'liberal democratic' some-days athletic activity for your species mind/body rest and recuperation on perhaps a given Sunday of Earth (ha).

"The Martian invader with mind control powers of abnormal undeniability made this awful declaration(s) podium post-conquest of our planet of human-kind and proceeded to enforce and enact all of his ideologies/edicts/controls; and of course, this included 'liberal' and biased self-exacted forms of bloody-murder as retribution for any morsel of defiance-activity exhibited in frustration of this entire-species submission (damn). We all of course thirstily awaited these mentioned/so-called 'liberal' moments of a given Sunday of human-kind rest/recuperation for our bodies/minds for spirit following the complete-subjugation 'process' cast by the Martian from Hell; and we counted our losses and remembered things of the past (e.g., aquariums and normal prayer graveyards)."

"The great irony of miracle self-exile of the Martian came with a contradiction worth a time-capsule write/memoir, which is what this writing (by me, a survivor!) is now! You see, the Martian Endymion made one of his 'liberal' one-given Sunday moments promise of human-kind rest/respite/recreation for body/mind spirits with a 'grand' cyber-cricket (world bat-ball game of fielding, swiftness, balance, and grace!) Earthling tourney. One competitor, of great wizardry-skill (Mr. Dartmouth) challenged Endymion to play in the tourney as a contender/benefactor...and when he was defeated, the Martian felt utter humility as humans flocked and made a 'very-special' feudalism dance and song number about bats-and-balls (ha)."

ENDYMION: I did not in any equation anticipate this field respite given Sunday cricket bat/ball contest day to yield an expression of my participant axes humility for crowds-consciousness and now declare my utter-intent to retreat for (eternal!) self-isolation to your deep-ocean abyss for (private/cyber) critique of your liberated/overground capitalist-Earth of your own doings/book-mark...and perhaps I shall enjoy some cricket video-games down there, confident your Rapture of Apocalypse proportion post-departure of my personage will afford you your own 'very-special' sense of life static/stew 'jewelry' for a Great Restoration (for the Ego, or leviathan/uncertainty, or 'general' species-wicket!).