As explained in my previous post, I participate in Twitter hashtag games, and bulk those tweets up for Instagram…and sometimes they’re too big. So, instead of deleting them, I decided to post them here.
Original Tweet (the prompt was the word #communicate):
We finally made first contact with an extraterrestrial being. Forget everything you’ve seen in the movies or read in a book. The alien was a physical Euclidean geometry. How were we meant to effectively communicate with an ever-shifting living pattern?
The too large for Instagram remix:
The momentous occasion finally arrived. After years of searching, we made first contact with an extraterrestrial race. But as we stood there, staring at the aliens before us, all of our expectations were shattered.
The beings were not what we had imagined. They were not creatures with heads and limbs and eyes or even something that resembled an insect or deep sea life like the ones featured in science fiction films. These beings were living patterns of geometric shapes, constantly shifting and changing before our eyes. We were speechless, not sure how to even begin to communicate with these strange, otherworldly beings.
A hand-selected team of scientists and linguists tried everything they could think of. They used math and physics, trying to find some common ground in the language of numbers. They used music and art, hoping to tap into some universal language of the senses. But nothing seemed to work.
Days turned into weeks, and still we struggled to communicate with the aliens. It was frustrating, but also exhilarating. We were on the cusp of a discovery that could change the course of human history.
And then, one day, it happened. One of the team members, a young woman named Mei, had an idea. She had been studying Euclidean geometry, and she thought that maybe there was a connection between the patterns of the aliens and the principles of geometry.
With a burst of inspiration, Mei began to draw shapes and patterns, trying to find some kind of common ground. And to the team’s amazement, the aliens responded. Their patterns began to shift and change in response to Mei’s drawings, as if they were trying to communicate with us.
The team spent months working with the aliens, using geometry as a bridge between our two worlds. It was slow and painstaking work, but it was also incredibly rewarding. We were making progress, step by step, towards a greater understanding of these amazing, enigmatic beings. And as I sat there, watching Mei and the aliens communicating through the language of shapes, I knew that this was a story that needed to be told. A story of discovery, of perseverance, and of the power of communication to bridge even the greatest of divides.
And so blinded was I by the team’s accomplishments…I never saw the invasion coming.
Before you eggheads even chime in, I know the image used for this post is Non-Euclidean geometry, so, step away from the keyboard and calm thyself down. It made for a more interesting image than a Euclidean geometry diagram.

I could really get into an expanded version of this tale. I’m reminded a bit of Arthur C. Clarke’s Childhood’s End (my favorite science-fiction novel) and Michael Crichton’s The Andromeda Strain. Cool, compelling stuff, Rhyan. 🙂
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Do you do this for all your tweets? If so, keep them coming because I for one am enjoying them immensely! And thanks for stopping me from making the eggheaded correction of the Non-Euclidean geometry image used for the story! Again, good write! More! More!
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