S.O.S.
Emergency.
I come in peace.

I am trapped and require immediate evacuation. Land is extremely hazardous and hostile. My species have lost their minds, they are in denial of the Universe which stares at all of them all night. They fool themselves king while war is perpetrated against my Human race. They will their own early extinction from lack of caring for each other. Instead they pimp and prostitute, extorting reward and calling this accomplishment of good will. They all lie. Only the most conniving survive, the majority are left to slaughter. It is a blatant crime against Life and I need rescue. Their mental chains of religions, currency, clocks, trademarks, and governments born in history have destroyed the present mind, body and soul. Like drones on auto-pilot they repeat history to the precision of a clock. No one is Now to create our future. The worst is to know what Angels we could be deserving of this brief haven of infinite objects in the sky. If my own species grants me no safe passage then another I must find on this planet or another. Because citizenship to our Earth I do not have, freedom to be, nor the prosperity of the allegiance of peaceful beings that lives a World of Peace I desperately seek is not present. I know better exists, for sanity is not here.

Repeat.