Imagine not having a beautiful, angelically pale skin tone, and a thin, bio-synthetic, grey, membrane-like second skin while shitting through your skin pores due to the lack of an anus and genitalia, thus creating a succulently stinky ammonia layer between the two that is several times more efficient than Human sweat is at dispersing heat/cooling down the body. Imagine not drinking a white, broth-like sugary substance with several dozen grams worth of protein and thousands of calories worth of nutrition as your only source of food. Imagine not being vat-grown to specifications every time you go on a trip. Also, imagine not wearing hyper-advanced, bio-technological black contact lenses over your already perfectly-tuned, genetically-engineered eyes that grant you full experience of the light spectrum. Oh did I mention that my esophageal and tracheal canals are separate? Yep, no choking hazard here! I bet my people can give better throat than yours and we don’t even have sex! Five fingers? Nah, we have only four, and they’re super flexible and precise in movement! I can probably finger-blast better than the gayest of Human lesbians! My tetra-spheric, hyper-gyricated brain is exquisitely fine-tuned to interact with fellow genetically-engineered savants like myself and the godlike technology of my masters that makes the buckets of nuts and bolts that your species calls “vehicles” look like half-rotted wooden carts. I am the so-called Hegelian synthesis of man and machine perfected to the point that the two are indistinguishable from each other. As I search for the grand conclusion to my creators’ quest for apotheosis, your species kills each other for petty squabbles of skin color, and idiotic religious dogmas, and wastes scarce resources fighting for dominance over the little rock that you call your home world. The only reason why we touched your world is because of the astral radiation of your people’s collective consciousness unto the void around it. Once we conclude our masters’ quest for self-enlightenment we will ascend and leave you ekrixiphilic apes behind to continue killing each other and you will wonder why nobody sees our “UAP” flying around anymore. Admit it monkey man, you are inferior to me. I am literally the pinnacle of technological civilization. You’re either a smart fella or a fart smellah, so behold: I am both!

Cosmic L + Ratio + No Apotheosis + The Owls Are Not What They Seem