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Aliens Might Have Seeded Earth with These Tiny Metal Orbs That Ooze Biological Material!

Astrobiologist Dr Milton Wainwright used balloons to collect samples of dust and particles 16 miles up in the Earth’s atmosphere, and in one sample, he found a tiny metal ball that left impact crater in the device. He claims the metal orb, the same width as a human hair and made from titanium, may have been traveling fast as came from outer space. Wainwright says it was found to be oozing a…

Afirman descubrir evidencia de vida alienígena metálica en la estratósfera

Crédito: MysteryScience.net

Científicos de la Universidad de Buckingham y de la Universidad de Sheffield en Inglaterra, han hallado una pequeña y extraña esfera de metal a la que atribuyen un origen extraterrestre, y que además poseería características biológicas.

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from the album Alien Orb (Rough Works)

She called and she said:

"You know you can't predict the end"

So I kindly replied on in rambles

I know she tries, she came as a friend

And so I'll try not to forget the end

Because forever is just a revolver

And I know on this path we'll meet in the end

And she'll still be a friend 

Because, you know you can predict the end

I will kindly resign

This body from my mind 

I'm caught in the duality of time

And it's fatality, you'll find

I'm battling on an uphill grind

Getting killed with the other cattle in line

Though, it wouldn't have rattled me in my prime

I would've settled down and sighed

But my mind is not my body

So please don't try and stop me

Don't seek to hop the Rockies

When society stays locked at the knees

They're blinded by these hockey ideologies

Jocks versus dweebs, but that's not me

I'm more Alexandra Dahlstrom than Mats Sundin

I'm not in bed with Santa but I can play Miss Swede

So show me love 

A recluse and a drifter all at once

So why do we live in this fucking province?

If we try to leave, please don't stop us

From this resounding laughter

Pounding off the rafters

Howling after owl and antler

Farewell until October's over

It'll be a long autumn

Without the robins

I hope I don't hit rock bottom

Without your songs within distance

You know that I'll miss this

Bliss with misfits

That show me love

These reclusive drifters together at once

So why do they live in this fucking province?