Someone recently asked me if I’ve ever heard about the Covidthing. I’ve responded truthfully that for the last (+/-) few years I was enjoying the solitude of my spacewalks not meeting even my close friend Steve (He is allergic to cosmic space and it would be too restrictive for him anyway).
I was only regularly walking my space dog and listening to the official Space News (Channel One) which apparently was also lowering my blood pressure, (surprising side benefit).
I was not too keen to go back and reconnect with the reality.
Then… I received a series of emails from outer space. Their obvious role was to confuse me and destroy forever my inner peace.
They represent the official, calming version of reality with which the majority of us feel “at home” :
Superblop of victoR gad