Everyone that lives on this planet Earth, has heard of the planet MARS. There has been a lot of discussion on it in past years. Men from earth have yet to land on Mars, But probes have landed there and have sent back information. But no life, as we know it, has been located there. Do we really know what we are looking for, I think not. What follows, was learned by accident. If there is a God in heaven, there are Martians here on Earth.
Martians have lived here on earth, maybe longer than the earthlings (Man) So if you don’t know what they look like, than you don’t know what you are looking for. They have lived under ground for thousands and thousands of years and haven’t bothered you. When you are able to talk with a Martian, you will learn that they do not like earth men. They believe that men from earth are cannibals and un-trust-worthy and destructive. When man does land on Mars, there will be a war that will end the earth and it’s moon. It will be a primitive war, fought like no other war was ever fought. Man will disappear and you will hardly notice it.
Our demise will not come from a sword or a gun, nor a ray gun or a beam of light, or a so called Teaser, or an explosion from an A-bomb. There will be no shadow’s to see and no one to talk with. Take a look around and you will find there is nothing to see. You will be floating in space, that is if there is anything left of you, along with the debris from all other things.
Yes the Martians were right, we do destroy them by the thousands, We dig up their homes and destroy the entire community. We use a sharp knife and remove their skins and them toss them in a pot of boiling water. We cut them into small pieces or mash them into a soft smooth material and then we eat them. They don’t taste good so we put a number of different things on them, like a gravy or butter, salt and pepper, sour cream. Martians are usually the size of a clinched fist. They can be many colors from a tan to shades of brown, red and some are yellow and green. We get many of our foods from the ground, but not all are Martian’s.
Now let me tell you just how I came to know all of this. There are a lot of farmers around this area, they grow fruits and vegetables, they make jelly and jams, bake bread and many kinds of meats to sell to people that live in the cities and towns. There is usually a certain place, or area where they will gather and set up stands or small tents and display their produce and products.
One day this passed summer, we drove by such a place, where these independent farmer’s were gathered and my wife wanted to stop and look around. It was one of them hot days where it was close to being ninety degrees. The stands were set up around an asphalt parking lot and it was so hot the asphalt was soft and sticky.
About the same time, a small three quarter ton truck drove in with a load of potatoes to sell. The first customer had just purchased a one hundred pound sack, and had put them on his shoulder to carry to his car. The bag came open and potatoes were rolling all over in the parking lot. The man, with help from others, were picking up potatoes and putting them back into the sack.
That was when we all noticed that the potatoes were moving around on their own. It seams the these Potatoes, were not potatoes, but they were Martians, that looked like potatoes, they could not stand to be on anything oily or with asphalt.
A woman that was helping to pick up the potatoes was burned by a chemical of the ,Potato Martian, she had fainted and was taken to a hospital. Later it was told that the women had died. The potatoes that were put in the trunk of the mans car, had caused everything in the trunk and the back seat of the car to dissolve.
Needless to say: no more potatoes were sold and the man took his truck back to the field and put the potatoes back in the ground and covered them with dirt.
We grow a lot of our foods in the ground and eat them, and not all of them are from other planets, If it comes from the ground, take a good look at it and hold the item up to your ear and listen to it.
And one more thing, if it crawls on the ground, don’t step on it. Wash Your hands several times each day! Now comb your hair and smile, You have just read another one of Ben’s stories…..
God will forgive you, but you have to ask!
By; Ben R.
Oct. 26, 2011
Martians have lived here on earth, maybe longer than the earthlings (Man) So if you don’t know what they look like, than you don’t know what you are looking for. They have lived under ground for thousands and thousands of years and haven’t bothered you. When you are able to talk with a Martian, you will learn that they do not like earth men. They believe that men from earth are cannibals and un-trust-worthy and destructive. When man does land on Mars, there will be a war that will end the earth and it’s moon. It will be a primitive war, fought like no other war was ever fought. Man will disappear and you will hardly notice it.
Our demise will not come from a sword or a gun, nor a ray gun or a beam of light, or a so called Teaser, or an explosion from an A-bomb. There will be no shadow’s to see and no one to talk with. Take a look around and you will find there is nothing to see. You will be floating in space, that is if there is anything left of you, along with the debris from all other things.
Yes the Martians were right, we do destroy them by the thousands, We dig up their homes and destroy the entire community. We use a sharp knife and remove their skins and them toss them in a pot of boiling water. We cut them into small pieces or mash them into a soft smooth material and then we eat them. They don’t taste good so we put a number of different things on them, like a gravy or butter, salt and pepper, sour cream. Martians are usually the size of a clinched fist. They can be many colors from a tan to shades of brown, red and some are yellow and green. We get many of our foods from the ground, but not all are Martian’s.
Now let me tell you just how I came to know all of this. There are a lot of farmers around this area, they grow fruits and vegetables, they make jelly and jams, bake bread and many kinds of meats to sell to people that live in the cities and towns. There is usually a certain place, or area where they will gather and set up stands or small tents and display their produce and products.
One day this passed summer, we drove by such a place, where these independent farmer’s were gathered and my wife wanted to stop and look around. It was one of them hot days where it was close to being ninety degrees. The stands were set up around an asphalt parking lot and it was so hot the asphalt was soft and sticky.
About the same time, a small three quarter ton truck drove in with a load of potatoes to sell. The first customer had just purchased a one hundred pound sack, and had put them on his shoulder to carry to his car. The bag came open and potatoes were rolling all over in the parking lot. The man, with help from others, were picking up potatoes and putting them back into the sack.
That was when we all noticed that the potatoes were moving around on their own. It seams the these Potatoes, were not potatoes, but they were Martians, that looked like potatoes, they could not stand to be on anything oily or with asphalt.
A woman that was helping to pick up the potatoes was burned by a chemical of the ,Potato Martian, she had fainted and was taken to a hospital. Later it was told that the women had died. The potatoes that were put in the trunk of the mans car, had caused everything in the trunk and the back seat of the car to dissolve.
Needless to say: no more potatoes were sold and the man took his truck back to the field and put the potatoes back in the ground and covered them with dirt.
We grow a lot of our foods in the ground and eat them, and not all of them are from other planets, If it comes from the ground, take a good look at it and hold the item up to your ear and listen to it.
And one more thing, if it crawls on the ground, don’t step on it. Wash Your hands several times each day! Now comb your hair and smile, You have just read another one of Ben’s stories…..
God will forgive you, but you have to ask!
By; Ben R.
Oct. 26, 2011
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