I like to imagine what’s up above. I like to visit the radio telescopes in West Virginia. On the way to the GBT, Great Big Thing, or one of the largest telescopes around, there’s a cow pasture. The cows lie right down in front of it and don’t seem to concerned about finding any proof of signs of life in the universe. If we were visited by aliens, the cows probably wouldn’t care then, either. Somehow, I bet us humans would. Who would win? The cows or the aliens? These poems try to answer those questions and more! Keep your eyes and ears open and always but always stay alert!