Aliens here on Earth, Part II

O.K. fair readers; if you’ve suffered through with me THIS long here on my Blog, you’ve read my “Shape Shifter” entry; I’m going to call this entry “Part II”, since I considered that Shape Shifter Dude to most CERTAINLY be some kinda Alien Creature.

I’d like to talk today about the only other “incidence” that I personally know of a “person” who IMHO is most CERTAINLY not “human”, but some sort of Alien (and I ain’t talkin’ about the kind of “aliens” that are pouring through our “secure border” now like water over Niagra Falls) that mighta fallen from a spaceship and landed here on this ball o’ mud.

I’m talking about a guy that I have known since the age of 9; let’s call him “Mr. Mxyzptlk”, as a tip o’ the hat to the character from the DC comics “Superman” series. I met Mr. Mxyzptlk in 3rd grade; in fact, he was the second kid I befriended after moving from one town to another in New Jersey. My first friend introduced me to him as “the coolest kid I know”, and it didn’t take too long for me to feel likewise!

This kid Mr. Mxyzptlk was JUST not like everyone else, and it took me about 152 seconds to become aware of that. Firstoff, he had absolutely NO fear or respect for “his elders”. He did what he wanted to, didn’t do what he didn’t want to do, followed NO ONE’s orders, and talked back to his parents, speaking to them “as one (vastly superior) adult to another”.

I will NEVER forget my first visit to his house—his dad advised him to take the trash cans down to the curb; his reply: “Yeah dad, I’ll tell ’em when he comes in—now go have another drink…” I was slack-jawed—that comment would have gotten ME a swift kick in the ASS! But something about his demeanor, or his “essence”, seemed to always “disarm” others, even adults.

I remember after knowing him for a few months that he was like Bugs Bunny—oddly omniscient & omnipotent, and “detached” from almost every situation that occurred—like he was somehow “on the outside, looking in”; and as such, completely immune from any circumstance that might prevail. I knew him through high school, and can NEVER EVER remember him cracking a book; yet he got better than average grades throughout.

When we played organized playground football during class recess, he would BLAST through the line, bowling over even the adult teachers that tried to block him—I am not KIDDING! Never saw him lift a weight, never saw him “practice” at any THING; yet whatever he did, he DID; there it is. He knew about how minibikes, motorcycles, and cars “worked” before ANY of us other boys; hell, he started riding a motorcycle (illegally, on the streets whenever and wherever he felt like) when he was 11 years old.

And just like Charles Manson, he had some sort of magical “power” over most of the other kids—a power that he used to make them “do his bidding”. Never got in trouble, never got “caught”, none—and I mean NONE—of the illegal and immoral things that he did—and believe me when I tell you—Mr. Mxyzptlk has done a PILE of those things—were ever “pinned” on him. More of Mr. Mxyzptlk’s antics in my next blog entry…


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