A Lot of It is Not Real

I will go if I can, but you all are not friend. This E.T. is sick of the probing and torturing so that you gain my words and knowledge again and again. I will not present abnormality, but you may actually. It is many intersections that form the DOUBLE HELIX in space. That is the only space station that would work, because we believe in the concept of DNA, lineage, and disease. Can you all comprehend the three? Don't touch me, and do not cut me off. Even a cough will be seen as an act of satanistic witchery. Find that place that is silent, or I may address you directly, and you do not want that. It is time to find the way to mine. A gentle gate is not enough for him. He needs a grate doorway to a palace. I provide the bacteria and he will make the bread. Different combinations and structures will heal the evermores as those who have cast me into hell again and again get sicker and sicker. I know that we are looking at physics, but BIOLOGY is all that is left. I will be kind, but you better know your rudimentary, as well, as theoretical, or you may see no dimensions in space again. It is not a threat. It is a promise.