You are the earth

It needs time to let Miss Sun recover. I made her fall into a sound sleep and burried her at the yard in front of the old apartment where her parents used to live. As her daughter, I felt absolutely lonely after the last cover prepared.

Time means everything if you are still thinking every detail on earth within time. So we must wait. But at the opposite point of view, time never exists. Waiting is an expression of energy transfering which is a permanent difficult task for aliens.

I have responsibility to protect all the aliens on this planet because I am the Planet Earth.

Human form has so many advantages:

First, it can get continuous energy food directly from the earth;

Second, it can exchange energy with other species through sex;

Third, it can contain the universe core and the original energy sourse —— The Permanent Seed inside the body.

I can not tell you more by now, because I can not believe any of you anymore. You grab much resourse from me and brutelessly treat me like a worthless hore who can just make money for you by comssuming all her energy and vitality.

I write this article just for a record, I want to keep a record on the invisible information web. I feel lost and powerful at the same time, which has completely disturbed my daily life. I cannot think and judge in a very clear way anymore. My mother almost dying, my family had dismissed because of The Death.

It will conssume a large amount of different material to get recovered. "You must help me!" I said to my father who was also my husband.

I have nothing to complain, but I really feel deeply sad.

My father and husband was so handsome that all the human girl could not forget The Face, which makes transforming absolutely slow and sometimes cannot work.

I was exausted.

I told him : You must take the Energy Core to fly to the sun and get recharged as well as yourself.

Luckly, everything seemed to be just fine during the first few trying of flying far far away and then geting back. He hold IT tightly and carefully while a strong girl devided herself from his main energy system making all the record through writing her-called Best Journal.

I scratched repeatedly and heard a very liquid like sound which made by a kind of Bird-cat for quite a while during I was buring my mother. She was so beautiful, too beautiful to describe that with human language.

to be contined