The Treaty: Corduroy

American space explorer must defend our Earth world 'email' in a communication with hiding/spying Martians for distant geometry.

Alien/sovereignty/invasion fiction for your Sunday's AM. Thanks for reading, 

DISCLAIMER: This work of fiction contains images/references with no ties to any person(s)/body (e.g., Scripps Institute) and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/translations).

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Officer Amlan Satan felt elated and honored seeking languages for Martian-contact post-American reach into the mysterious/fascinating Red-Planet of incomplete-arts of chartered knowns and organic-life document thinking of the advanced new Earth space-shuttle with capabilities of reaching into far distances in outer-space in a short-time. He wanted to simply return home, to his American Homeland for language-delivery of a miracle-contact outcome(s) journal (Facebook-like!).

Unfortunately, this wasn't to be a normal/overground diplomacy or miracle-contact communication or revelation for Earth real, for when Amlan's craft (Dartmouth) landed on Mars and Officer Satan discovered an underground cave-labyrinth holding two very-intelligent 'beings' of humanoid morphology but nonhuman face/demeanor, he was (officially?) an Earthling-diplomat of things of complexity and sovereignty negotiations uneasiness. Follow along, friends (Facebook-like).

HYPERION/ENDYMION: Welcome to this discovered lair, prince of Blue Planet.

AMLAN SATAN: What're you doing here...and why's your presence a deep-secret?

HYPERION/ENDYMION: We spy on your Earth world from here with gadgets, ok.

AMLAN SATAN: Do you have message for me as a diplomat, pre-disclosure(s), aliens?

HYPERION/ENDYMION: We're immortal organic intelligent sentient Martians, ok.

AMLAN SATAN: You spy on my Earth realm for some sovereignty-journal, aliens?

HYPERION/ENDYMION: We note your New Orleans terrorism ahead of Super Bowl!

AMLAN SATAN: Yes, ha...well, Super Bowl TV-ad culture's become hype-science(s).

HYPERION/ENDYMION: Your capitalist umbrellas frail by competing politics, why?

AMLAN SATAN: Are you implying we Earth folk fail to find profit-ABCD midways?

HYPERION/ENDYMION: Such mediocrity requires 'stern' oligarchy submission.

AMLAN SATAN: You two male-humanoid aliens have power(s) to do just that, eh?

HYPERION/ENDYMION: Doubt if you like...we've mind-warp magic, need legalese!

AMLAN SATAN: You want some expression (by me) to warrant non-invasion/art?

HYPERION/ENDYMION: What's honored of your Euro-exhibition football games?

AMLAN SATAN: Yes, ha...recently, American teams trek for Euro-TV 'gems' (market).

HYPERION/ENDYMION: Sustainability agenda/documentation verity, Earth prince?

AMLAN SATAN: We work (rightfully) on measure of globe-contests, aliens (ok?).

HYPERION/ENDYMION: Fair for fare...but keep this 'examination' treaty-secret.

AMLAN SATAN: Right, for my/our sake, aliens (cool, farewell).

HYPERION/ENDYMION: Selfie-like (for leviathan/uncertainty).

Officer Amlan Satan happily returned to Earth and to his American Homeland and kept minimalized journal notes about the communications-outcome(s) thoughts of contact with the two unnamed Martians of special 'capitalism-culture' sovereignty inquiry for non-invasion agenda declaration. After all, Amlan managed to 'sway' the Martians and have them think nicely about mankind's incomplete-arts of negotiations of politics with entertainment (sure). However, one night, Officer Satan had a lucid-dream sleep vision in which he believed he was 'told' somehow that the two Martians were now (secretly) hiding in the Earth ocean deep-abyss, continuing their Earth realm capitalism/globalism 'culture' spy-game/watch/readings, perhaps for some being-consciousness distances shelf. Was this an American dream (for leviathan/uncertainty)?

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)