While smoking some fine cannabis one evening, I determined that first contact with Aliens would be inevitable in the near future. Having made myself certain of that fact I should be the first to meet them; when they land, I be there. I would be a Jesus of that Era. Thereby, having subconscious ability. To determine the truth, I smoke an enhancement drug for the subconscious mind. Marijuana OP. I have reached out with my subconscious mind to the heavens, searching for an answer. For a long time it seemed futile. But I eventually felt the touch of another presence. Another probe. Meeting with mine. A mild presence. Yet, pervasive. It reached to my core and realized my subconscious potential. And also that I had enhanced it. So, it conveyed an idea to me. Enhance further. I think they want me to drop acid with my buddy, to further enhance my abilities. Reach out to them again. Make some sort of contact. I’ve conveyed the idea, to them, to talk to me, through my headphones, in some understandable language. So, if I wear headphones and drop acid, I’ll meet them. Through the music. I will meet the Aliens.