S.E.A.
Somehow Everyone [is] Anaccomplice
Have you noticed humans are obsessed with finding aliens in space? Meanwhile we’ve explored more of outer space than our own oceans?
That feels sooo irresponsible.
Because what if aliens were never “out there.” What if they’ve been here the whole time… just underwater?
And honestly… the ocean already feels sketchy. We’ve got stories about Atlantis, a whole advanced civilization that supposedly disappeared into the sea. We’ve got the Bermuda Triangle where boats disappear, planes disappear, and everybody just kind of shrugs and moves on.
Do we not think these half-human, half-fish lifeforms that are theorized to live in Atlantis have an extensive history with humans?
That maybe generations of human contact created some kind of… epigenetic memory?
What if it’s not called the sea for no reason?
What if S.E.A. actually stands for…
Submerged Extraterrestrial Archive.
Think about it. Every time we discover something in the deep sea, it looks… wrong: transparent bodies, many eyes, things that GLOW.
So now I have a question for pescatarians:
What exactly are you eating?
Because if I’m right, you’re not having regular, innocently delicious, seafood like you’ve been made out to believe. You’re participating in intergalactic diplomacy with butter, garlic, and a squeeze of lemon. Not just that, but you may also be declaring war on our underwater inhabitants.
Maybe the deeper creatures already know about us. Maybe they studied humans a long time ago and realized we’ll catch and eat literally anything.
So maybe the fish near the surface aren’t random.
Maybe every year the ocean leaders send a few up and let them know…
“You are now for the humans.”
Or worse… maybe those fish aren’t just food.
Maybe they’re witnesses.
Witnesses to whatever is actually happening down there. Witnesses to Atlantis, or witnesses to whatever keeps making ships disappear in the Bermuda Triangle. But before they can tell us what they’ve seen, we EAT THEM.
What if it’s the government?
What if they’ve been encouraging us to eat the witnesses before they can tell us what they’ve seen? It keeps the public distracted, focused on omega-3s, lean protein, and “heart health.” Meanwhile, we are doing the dirty work FOR THEM.
And I’m just saying… if aliens are in the ocean, pescatarians, myself included, may have some explaining to do.
What is it that draws us to eat these creatures?
Why are some of us more comfortable consuming the witnesses than others?
Is someone genetically predisposed to this?
Or were we subtly hypnotized throughout our lives? Well-placed commercials, dinners, food PYRAMIDS, doctors, etc. For some reason, some of our brain chemistry just took to it more than others.
Questions… Questions.
Lots of maybe’s in this post, but what I know for certain is somebody knows way more than they’re telling us.