Home » Invasion of the Inanimate Objects

Invasion of the Inanimate Objects

Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

Join 46 other followers

One day, while I was walking down a road in Mexico – I was lost and trying to find my way back.

I looked up. And thought to myself – I don’t remember these overhead electric lines being where I am going.

So I made a right hand turn, to go to the next block – away from the overhead electric lines.

I looked up.

And there they were again.

“That’s Odd,” I thought to myself.

All the buildings were single story buildings. So I looked around and started walking to the next street – away from the overhead lines.

One block. Two blocks. Three blocks.

I made a left.

And there the electric lines were above me again.

I was really lost. And this wasn’t helping.

So I walked to the other side of the wide street.

And looked again.

There the electric lines were above my head.


I looked at the other side of the street.

There were no electric lines over there.

SO I crossed the street.

And there they were again.

Right above me.

I ran and ran and ran.

Everywhere I went.

Those overhead electric lines followed.

Off in the distance I saw a shopping mall I recognized.

I walked towards it.

And as I did.

As I switched from one side of the street to another.

The overhead lines continued following.

What did they want?

Why were they following me?

My heart raced.

I ran and ran and ran towards the shopping mall where I knew I would be safe and free from the terror the overhead electric lines were wreaking on me.

I was near a panic. When I ran through the doors.

I could breathe again.

I walked around.

Caught my breath.

I looked for the overhead electric lines in the mall – but alas – they had not followed me in here.

After cooling down for an hour. I found an exit where there were no overhead lines in sight.

I nervously peeked my head outside.

I was safe.

And the border of the United States wasn’t far.

Maybe 2 miles from here.

So I walked.

Ok, I admit, it was a light jog. as I wasn’t trying to draw too much attention.

But as I looked to my left. I saw a blue satellite dish.

Everywhere. Every house I looked. Had a blue satellite dish.

There was even a blue satellite dish on the street lamps.

They were everywhere.

Following me.

I ran, terrified – to the border and barely made it there alive.

I lived to survive the invasion of the inanimate objects and lived to tell about it.