Thread 41445211

I work at NASA. 3I/Atlas is not a comet, nor a spaceship. is something even worse...

space dildo

I’m no nasa scientist but I’m pretty sure it’s a space dildo

>>41445211 (OP)
Gay niggers from outer space

Check em

>>41445211 (OP)
Typical incompetent communication from NASA

>>41445211 (OP)
This is relevant for NASA-related stuff.
https://archive.org/details/TheBookOfSitraAchra/page/n41/mode/2up

>/x/ having a job

Too unbelievable

>>41445296
NASAfag Parsons was into Thelema, that is much more luciferian in shape than satanic, although they have knowledge of the qlipah even since their book of ARARITA, the "I saw Thee in these."-stuff

>>41445255
ch-ch-checked

>>41445211 (OP)
>>41445255
checked. Prepare for BBC probing. Picrel

>>41445296
How is this relevant to NASA?

>>41445625
>/x/ is one person

>>41445296
I’ve read that book and it isn’t relevant whatsoever retard,

>>41445211 (OP)
then why is the sun still there

>>41447149
>>41447257
Stuff like this for example; the emissaries; feel very relevant.

>>41447408
Aogiel as well is something Physicists/Metaphysisists and similar scientists are very into.

>>41445211 (OP)
tax collectors from the galactic federation

Giant Space Lizard Frog Worm.
Big Bad. The worm king killer
I can cry, nice.
HURT CORE was an inside job. Reality is real
One night at my home I was relaxing watching the evening news when I heard a commotion outside, so I went to investigate it. Multitudes of cars were driving by my home not seeming to find any place to park due to the already parked cars that were also lining the streets. Hundreds of people already standing in front of my home were arriving for what seemed to me to be a party. They were all dressed in nice clothing, most looking very attractive like some kind of movie star or elite person. One by one they came up to me to greet me as they filed into my home two at a time. There were several that looked familiar to me, characters in my life that I remember seeing on television and in the movies. A couple of the girls there were without guys as they came along with others in the party. Eventually, my whole house was full of these people whom were all celebrating in a normal way, getting drunk and eating party foods that they brought along with them.

The party turned in to an hours long celebration that reached well into the night. People passing out everywhere one at a time, laying over each other like a pileup from an orgy. This is when the most unusual thing happened, one of them passed out from the booze and fell head first into the table. Knocking them unconscious they fell over and tipped the table so that the glass top on it slid off the other end whereby causing the glass top to slide in the direction of one of the other party goers decapitating them. The normal reaction occurred from what you could imagine, a clean cut, a gruesome scene, but yet, there was no blood. Not a single drop of blood nor any sign of any cohesion, simply just a putty like growing substance that continued to grow upwardly and outward towards the ceiling of my home. Each time it stopped briefly, a ring of arm tentacles grew out of it, much like a sea anemone looks, only it kept growing at the top and formed towers of these ringlets. Sensing the splendor of the others that were onlooking was not appetizing to me but to them, it looked like something other worldly was catching their attention. Then, the whole lot of them jumped on it and started consuming the tentacles until the entire body was gone.

I cleared them out of my house and made up a story that I was going to follow them back to their place to finish up the party. They left and I went with them because I was curious to find out more about this goings on. I wanted to get to the bottom of it to see what the real story was. So I put on my investigators hat and preceded to their place to finish out the night's party. We danced, we talked, we went well past night into day until I could feel my body begin to collapse from being tired. Continuing to be there I kept in my mind the utter horror I had just seen the night before at my house. It was as if none of them even knew what had happened nor did they seem to care. These people just simply were mindless of anything other than the party and the pleasure of being in eachother's company. The next thing I knew, I was waking up in a bedroom of sorts, spooning a woman, one that was so very beautiful albeit I couldn't tell at that time if she was or not pure. She seemed confused as to where she was plus she didn't recognize me as she woke up. It wasn't as if I was a coyote that she had to gnaw her arm off to get away. It was just the awkward unknowing and wonder if I had or not type of look on her face, what is that look? Morning breath? In addition to seeing her for the first time and not knowing if I had or not myself done anything, I checked my body to see if my clothes were still on and they were. Relief went over me when I realized that I had not done anything with this girl. Then she gave me a kiss. That was a surprise. So was the entire filling of my mouth with her tongue, so I backed away real quick like and held her shoulders so that she wouldn't try to do it again.

I got out of the bed and went about the house trying to figure out why it seemed like I was a stranger to none of them. I didn't recognize any of the left over guests there in the house. They all seemed to be strangers to me yet they also didn't react strangely to my being there either. I continued to walk around the house, they continued to be oblivious while talking among their selves. I noticed something else fascinating here, a strangeness like as though they were not using words that mattered but it appeared as though they were using mental telepathy to communicate. The people talking just simply moved their lips when they were doing this to give the impression that they were in a conversation with one another. Great I thought, now there are telepathic cannibalistic human looking worms all around me. What am I to do. Just then as I was about to reach a door to the outside a man appeared, he unlike the rest was the figure of authority, the King as if it were. He welcomed me with open arms, with a hug and with a handshake too as he looked onward at me graciously pleased to see that I had been there for the entire night. "Welcome to my humble abode" he mentioned, "won't you stay around a while and learn a thing or two." It appeared as though this were also a school of sorts from the looks of it. There were books of every kind lining the walls in every room there were tables and chairs for a comfortable learning environment. Teachers and students all gathered around in huddled masses looking over the material like as though they all shared thoughts while learning this stuff. It was interesting at first but then the memory of the anemone quickly came back to me in a flash of my mind.

Eww I thought to myself. As they were doing the learning I walked around about them looking for some reason to say no and to keep my words firm while I said no. The next room there in the house that I was ushered into, looked like a great hall with a night club atmosphere in it. There were streamers of ribbon all hanging down from the ceiling and there was loud music playing in the background. The hall shaped room was as long as an football field and there were many others in here. The others in there were dancing and having some fun with each other where it seemed to me like the party never ended. Atop the center stage was a booth and behind the booth was a DJ, the very same King man that welcomed me in to his home. He was doing the turn tables and mixing the music just right so that all the people there in this room were entranced in his songs. I was not however, and I kept walking around looking more and more for what I was there after. As I was in that room there in they kept asking me, "Join us" and I kept staying firm as I stated, "NO". Time after time, again and again they asked me and I did not change my words or falter it was simply a "No". I continued on until I found a doorway to the outside. I was asked not to leave as I walked out while a number of them followed me outside. They really were throwing everything they could at me to attempt to get me to stay too but nothing at all seemed to be working for them. That's when all of them turned angry and began to get rough. The crowd of them picked me up and forcefully brought me back inside the house. They set me in a chair and all gathered around me while the King of them was standing over me with his weird stick waving it like a whackohjack attempting to get me to say anything other than "NO". It wouldn't work though, no means no.

I simply replied as I handed the officer the stick of the King. "I ended this. It's not over though." He looked at me puzzled and without he handed me the paper to start writing my story of this for the police office. I turned with the paper in my hand to look around for the girl but she was gone, nowhere to be found. "I wonder if, that's strange, that's got to mean, the king didn't die when I popped him." I said to myself out loud. "The king wasn't the king but another puppet. I get it!! The girl was the king and she was controlling them all. That's so strange that it went down that way. Whatever NEXT." Walking down the street with the sun setting behind me there it felt like a victory had come at last. I woke up the next morning having had an identical dream, coughing and gagging in my sleep as I woke thinking what did they put in my mouth. I could not tell if that was actually a dream or if it was real everything to me seemed indistinguishable between the scenes. The end.

Athlethargy (You)
(ath-‘leh-ther-jee) n.—The triumph of the La-Z-Boy over the StairMaster.

>>41445211 (OP)
real high effort

>worse
Cosmic horror is the best outcome, that said it’s far too small to be a catastrophic cosmic horror a nuke would blow it the fuck out. A true cosmic horror would be able to swallow earth entirely

>>41447514
A true cosmic horror would be the size of the galaxy and you could not see the whole thing.

Don't be cryptic. Don't be an ass. Say what's on your mind. What are they?

>>41445211 (OP)
>I work at NASA

>>41445296
Kill yourself