A Letter from the Space Alien 

August, 2017

Editor’s Note:  The Space Alien asked Your Editor to print the message below for Loyal Readers who have expressed a desire to share some of the Space Alien’s attributes and experiences.  

The opinions expressed therein are solely those of the Space Alien and may not represent the views of Your Editor or of the Space Alien Gazette.   

Yours very truly, Joan Levin, Editor, the Space Alien Gazette



Dear Loyal Readers, and I’m sure you know who you are:

I’ve heard that some of you have experienced a degree of envy when reading about my various attributes, such as my ability to travel through space and time at tachyonic velocities exceeding the speed of light, or about my encounters with great composers, artists, scholars, writers, philosophers, scientists and other talented people over the ages. 

It is true that I have certain gifts and have had experiences that you may never share.  But please know that if I could, I would like to enjoy some of YOUR gifts, most notably the fact that you are REAL while I am imaginary.

I don’t like to talk about this much, because sometimes it makes me sad, but yes, I am indeed imaginary, being a product of the imagination of my editor (often referenced in these pages as "Your Editor"),  Joan Levin.  

In one way I am most fortunate because my editor has a fairly lively imagination endowing me with many abilities that you, being real, might not possess, and experiences which you may never share.  

But please consider how being the product of someone else’s imagination hampers me.  For example, I would LOVE to visit the interior of a bee hive or ant hill, but my editor has never even thought of this, and if she doesn’t think of it then it’s pretty clear I’ll never get to do it!

I would also like to be a dancer with the Ballet Russe.  I think I would be really good at this, but while my editor sometimes thinks of this for herself, she has never even once thought of it for me, so it looks like I won’t be doing that very soon either.  

[Your Editor's Note: I am not entirely unsympathetic with the Space Alien's need for self-expression and once even enabled the Space Alien to dance with Chicago's distinguished Joffrey Ballet. Please see: http://spacealiengazette.blogspot.com/2018/10/the-space-alien-dances-with-joffrey.html.]

My editor is actually quite limited in many ways.  It is true that she has endowed me with the ability to travel at tachyonic velocities exceeding the speed of light, allowing me to visit distant galaxies whenever I wish, and the ability to withstand the great heat that this generates.   

But just between us, she’s something of a dunce at physics, because she does NOT understand that if I should actually succeed in traveling at such velocities, then according to Albert Einstein (whom I had the privilege of meeting as described in http://spacealiengazette.blogspot.com/2016/09/black-holes-revisited-with-albert.html), I could be in serious danger of turning into a puff of energy and totally disappearing! 

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[Your Editor's Note: I shall take the above under advisement!]  
These are just a few of the issues that I face each day! 

All of my personal characteristics and everything I do must come from the imagination of my editor, who has imagined my very existence, and I really don’t have much to say about this.

So for those of you who are real human beings, please enjoy your freedom to think and act, and use this freedom wisely.  And remember that you have the gift of imagination to create whatever you wish!  

And please keep on reading the Space Alien Gazette!

Your friend always,

The Space Alien