They were there the whole time, the space folks and the space spaceships. In the clouds, out at sea, making noise with thunder, fueling the whole operation with lightening and wind. Of course!
It all makes sense now, what was seen in the clouds. Faces, always faces, and quick moving storm tops. Creatures. The desert is the only place to hide. And all the natural disasters are actually unnatural, but definately not man made. Or woman made. Not human.
So convienient, incredible in its simplicity. Embarrassing, almost. The never-ending jet streams, the El Ninos, the air masses, the humidity. The meteorologist knew all along, fooling us with forecasts and radars. Twisters, the Bermuda Triangle, cyclones, hurricanes.
We arrived, they were already here.