Aliens
Watch over humanity,
For outside of time
They belong to being.

Imagination receives them,
Consciousness paints them.
This is no affair of mortals —
Space itself forms them.

From the beginning they are among us —
They fly in from their planets,
From virtual nets,
Nets in layers.
From stories and films, books and newspapers,
With ghostly dreams
And other lives
They compose a synchronous bouquet of realities.