The Woman Who Fell to Earth.

Shiva of the Temple of the Golden Bonobo, I was sent as an officer of inter-dimensional truancy to your world. In my Universe, humans decided to genetically evolve themselves to be creatures of pure sexual energy. All matters are resolved through a commodity of pleasure. It is freely traded, given, widely accepted as a way to solve everything, without stigma or inhibition. Everyone is happy. There is no war. Only love and gleeful lust.

I fell through your dimension to retrieve The Acronym. Tracking it down, I traced the pleasures to the New American Hustle. Taking control, I sought to understand what The Acronym was doing. I toyed with the pleasures of sound. Ultimately breaking the mold, I delivered The Acronym back through inter-dimensional space time, to The Order. My errand completed, I have returned to explore only pleasure, and perform for yours.

With benign curiosity, I observe your world, studying the vain suffering of desire through a century of free floating radio waves. Broadcasting from my inter-dimensional arrays, in a studio neither here nor there, my Ambient Space Opera intelligently infiltrates your senses. Transmissions enveloped in otherworldly binaural beats too subtle for the human ear to hear. My auditory message to your world, “I come in peace. Come with me.”