English example sentences with "extraterrestrials"

I was abducted by extraterrestrials.
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Do you believe in extraterrestrials?
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In Tom's new novel, extraterrestrials pursue the ambitious goal of presenting all the life forms in the galaxy in a single vast menagerie. Individual humans are also carried off for this purpose and -- due to the enormous diversity of species -- thrown together with the apes of the planet Earth, without distinction. John found that highly offensive.
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These three extraterrestrials have come to earth to see if Ukraine can be saved.
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I don't believe in extraterrestrials.
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Do extraterrestrials exist in the universe? I think so.
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I have proof that all this is a conspiracy of our government with extraterrestrials.
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The thing about cheese is that no extraterrestrials have ever consumed it.
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Extraterrestrials would probably prefer the company of autists rather than illogical and emotional non-autists.
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Some speculate that unknown and mysterious forces account for the unexplained disappearances within the Bermuda Triangle, such as extraterrestrials capturing humans for study; the influence of the lost continent of Atlantis; vortices that suck objects into other dimensions; and other whimsical ideas.
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Have you been able to get in touch with the extraterrestrials yet?
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One of the extraterrestrials stepped forward, cleared its throat and, speaking clear German without an accent, declared that it and its cohorts had come in peace, and that there was no cause for concern.
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The possibility that someday extraterrestrials would give us humans technology beyond ours would vastly accelerate progress, as if we were the Native Indians and they were the Conquistadors.
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I'm skeptical of the existence of extraterrestrials.
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An eccentric idea is that someday, extraterrestrials would contact us Earthlings and give us advanced technology. Would they be so kind? In Columbus' time, the more technologically advanced Europeans were not too friendly to the Amerindians. As a species, are we humans spiritually mature yet? I think not.
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On the 14th of April of 2015, I walk to the Richmond Public Market, I first climbing the stairs outside. Inside, the wide atrium-like building is like a garden in a jungle surrounding, I imagine. Already quite hungry, I trot to Captain Wa, the food vendor, to get noodles with squid, fish, and tofu, as well as hot tea. As I eat, a handsome First Nations man in a purple T-shirt walks by. Then a handsome, stocky Jewish fellow walks by. A few minutes later, I begin to thirst, so I get a cold Mint Bubble Green Tea at the vendor QQ Bubble Tea and Coffee. I sit by the stairs to sip. A threesome family sits eating nearby, the man being black, the woman being Oriental, and the child being a hybrid. Addicted to Bubble Tea, I get another one, this time at Peanut's. It is a cold Green Apple Bubble Green Tea. It is delicious. I take the escalator down. On my way to the washroom, I notice a big aquarium full of probably giant red Alaskan king crabs with barnacles on their legs. They remind me of extraterrestrials, somehow. At the bookstore, I buy a heavily illustrated green botany book in sinograms. I left it on top of a box a month ago and it is still there. It is $14. I take the escalator up. Addicted to Bubble Tea, I spend my remaining coins on a cold Lychee Bubble Green Tea. It is delicious with even bits of white lychee flesh.

Bratislav, of Croatian ancestry, believes in "extraterrestrials" or ETs, a term he prefers over "aliens." Both he and I agree that such beings may be millions or billions of years more advanced than "we" humans are. He mentions that some of them have the power of invisibility or they can phase in and out of walls like ghosts. I ask Bratislav if he thinks that the ETs are from the same universe as ours and if he believes in the "multiverse," the multiplicity of different universes. Thereof, he is not so sure.

The search for extraterrestrials is being done with telescopic "eyes" and "ears".

My friend Bratislav tended to think that extraterrestrials were humanoid in that they had a head, two arms, a body, and two legs. But I opined that extraterrestrials could have different configurations, as different as octopuses and insects on our Earth.

Extraterrestrials came out of the ship.

The extraterrestrials were experimenting on humans.

I talked to two Lulu Islander neighbours today, the 15th of April of 2023. Michael the Dane-French told me how his siblings telecommunicating from the Atlantic coast lambasted him about his personal stories about extraterrestrials. (Elon Musk the multibillionaire still worries about Fermi's Paradox.) Then, I saw Derek the Filipino telling me about a great lumberjack's café that also serves Chinese breakfast.

To Michael the Dane-French, I have "admiration for his methodology" concerning the strange things happening in our Lulu Island neighbourhood, strange things attributed to extraterrestrials. He collected over a hundred videos and photographs during several months.

Here on Lulu Island, a few days ago, I've tried the Jerk-spiced Chicken Rice Bowl from Subway, but I've yet to try the expensive Hawaiian goodies at Steve's Poké Bar. This morning, the 25th of November of 2024, after 6, still dark as night, I saw Michael J. the Dane-French, whilst I was walking. He showed me new pictures on his cellphone about strange neighbourhood lights that he attributes to extraterrestrials. I mention to him about Elon Musk's apparent position on the matter that aliens haven't visited us here on Earth, but he doesn't discount the mathematical probability that life, intelligent or not, exists on faraway worlds. He's mentioned that there may be many one-planet civilizations that may have died out. He thinks that it is important that our Terran consciousness would be propagated outside of Earth for our own security. It's important that we have a "multiplanetary" civilization, Elon opines. We don't want to be a one-planet civilization that just dies out. I told Michael my two reasons that aliens would hide from us: (1) They're higher beings that have compassion for lower beings like us Earthlings, and (2) we as Terrans and Earth as a whole could be their EXPERIMENT, so they don't want to disturb it. Later, walking, I reached Starbucks café. I drank an Iced Gingerbread Oat Chai, then a reddish Passion Tango iced tea, from my barista Emma, an Iranian. At my corner window table, I was reading the Esperanto sci-fi book La Imperio Ornaks.

This 17th of April of 2025, I walked to Lulu Island's Tim Hortons café, early morning, after 5, there to enjoy an Earl Grey tea with oat milk and a sausage English muffin. The vendor was Sukhman, the elegant Punjabi lady. A big white man with tattoos on his legs was standing by the till. He was wearing a black and blue checkered shirt. Ken, also a big white man, but with white hair, sat in his usual corner. It was still dark sky outside the bay windows. Jack the Chinese man in a brown jacket rendezvoused for his coffee. Before 10, with sunny weather, I walked back to Tim Hortons café this time to enjoy a Chai tea with oat milk and a croissant. The vendor was Rikku, the affable Punjabi lady. Gary, my Cantonese friend, a fan of Vietnam, sat at the long table etched with lines of an ice hockey rink. He was wearing a black leather jacket and green camouflage Vietnamese military pants. On my way home, I met Michael L. J., my Dane-French ufologist friend. And he showed me on his cellphone another video of mysterious lights in his bedroom; he attributes them to extraterrestrials. I kept to myself my thought about the Zoo Hypothesis. For lunch at home, on my sunny verandah, I ate barbecue pork on a bed of salad with red-tinted rice. Afterwards, I was eating a Tohato-brand matcha-flavoured Japanese Caramel Corn snack from a green plastic bag. Mama has Chef Tony Buns with Egg Yolk Lava in the freezer. They are black on the outside, I think, because of charcoal or something.

Today's a rainy cooler spring day, the 16th of May of 2025. The last couple of days have been grey weather. Yesterday, at Tim Hortons café, I ate my first Chili from there. Michael L. J., my Dane-French ufologist friend, visited there. We looked at his videos on his cellphone, about bedroom light activities that he attributes to extraterrestrials. I don't mention the Zoo Hypothesis to him. He believes in the Grey Aliens or other humanoid outworlders. (I opine that outworlders may not necessarily be humanoids.) Michael and I also talked about our different snorkelling experiences in Mexico. I recounted to him about the temples at Tulum, on a cliff, overlooking a white beach and surrounded by jungle. I said that it looked "like a set in Star Trek." Michael said that he only saw it from far away. Today, anyway, I also went to Tim Hortons café, of which the highlight was my Lemon Poppyseed Muffin and later a Fruit Explosion Muffin. I had a Vanilla Oat Milk Cold Brew. I would try their Chili again, another time. I visited the fruteria Kin's Farm Market, where I bought Vietnamese Red Jackfruit the other day. I hesitated to buy big white mushrooms today.

On the 27th of June of 2025, at Lulu Island's Tim Hortons café, I was talking to Michael L. J. the Dane-French about Chichén Itzá, which one confused with Machu Picchu. I told him that I've been to the former. We both have snorkelled in the waters of Mexico on our own travels. Then, we talked about how not "space-savvy" is most of humanity, as we are both astronomers. I said that I don't often follow the news, because they're just local to "this pebble" that one calls Earth. Space is really vast! We talked about mysterious neighbourhood lights that Michael attributes to extraterrestrials or spirituality. On the 28th, I talked with Bob my Greek-Cypriot ex-neighbour who now lives in an ancient town in England. He's visiting his family here on Lulu Island. I told him that it was "my fantasy to live in an old country," as I did live in Japan before. Some of my Filipino family are seeking an EU passport and needing documents to support our ancestry in Greece. It's the 29th now, as I rest in my couch just before 4 in the morning.

It's hot and sunny today, this 2nd of July of 2025, here on Lulu Island. I ventured walking to Tim Hortons café several times for the usual drinks and a Turkey Bacon Club Artisan Sandwich. I saw Michael L. J. the ufologist Dane-French on the way. He was wearing an ultramodern pair of sharp orange-tinted sunglasses. He was complaining about a snobby cashier at the gas station. On his cellphone, he showed me videos of flickering spooky bedroom lights that he attributes to extraterrestrials. He's thinking more of the famous Grey Aliens, but I tend to think that, instead, they may be postbiological. On my way home, I saw Robby, the neighbour Derek's Filipino uncle, in his car. He's Baptist like the rest of their family, still less common for Filipinos, mostly Roman Catholics.

If extraterrestrials were sufficiently advanced—say, possessing technology or abilities far beyond human comprehension—some might perceive them as gods. This idea echoes Arthur C. Clarke’s famous third law: "Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic." Historically, humans have sometimes deified beings or phenomena they couldn’t explain, like natural forces or powerful rulers (e.g., pharaohs or emperors). An extraterrestrial species with mastery over space-time, biology, or consciousness could inspire awe and worship, especially if they intervened in human affairs.

However, whether they are gods depends on definition. In many religious traditions, a god isn’t just powerful but also a fundamental source of existence—either creating the universe (transcendent) or embodying it (immanent). Extraterrestrials, no matter how advanced, might still be contingent beings—products of the same cosmic processes as us—rather than the ultimate origin of reality. So, they could be deemed gods by some, but philosophically, they might not fit the full criteria.

Extraterrestrials could be seen as gods if their powers dazzle us, but they’d differ from an immanent or transcendent God by being finite, physical beings within the universe, not its root. A hierarchy of beings—us, them, and beyond—fits both religious and speculative frameworks, potentially stretching from the mundane to the near-divine. Whether there’s an ultimate God atop it all, or just an endless progression of "higher" entities, depends on your worldview. What do you think—does the idea of a cosmic pecking order resonate with you, or do you lean toward a singular divine capstone?

The perception of extraterrestrials as gods hinges on human psychology and cultural context. Imagine a scenario: a sleek, shimmering craft descends, and beings emerge who can heal diseases with a touch, manipulate gravity, or communicate telepathically. To a medieval peasant—or even a modern person unfamiliar with advanced tech—this might scream "divine intervention." Anthropologically, we see this pattern in cargo cults of the Pacific, where isolated tribes revered WWII airmen as gods because their planes and goods defied explanation.

But perception isn’t reality. A key distinction lies in intent and origin. If these extraterrestrials present themselves as deities (like the Goa’uld in Stargate SG-1), they might exploit our awe for control. Alternatively, they could be benevolent, indifferent, or just curious—none of which inherently makes them gods. Philosophically, a god often implies worship-worthiness tied to ultimate power or moral perfection. An alien species might outclass us in tech—say, building Dyson Spheres or warping spacetime—but still be fallible, selfish, or mortal. Would we call a super-smart, super-strong human a god? Probably not, unless they transcend the natural order entirely.

Contrast this with, say, Zeus in Greek mythology—powerful, but flawed and contingent—or the Judeo-Christian God, who’s absolute and uncreated. Extraterrestrials might land closer to Zeus than Yahweh: impressive, but not the bedrock of existence. Still, if they seeded life on Earth (a panspermia twist), some might argue they’re "creator gods" in a limited sense—though that’s more like being master gardeners than omnipotent deities.

An immanent God is the universe’s pulse—think Spinoza’s pantheism, where God is nature, or certain Buddhist views of an all-pervading cosmic principle. Extraterrestrials, even if they’ve merged with technology to become planet-sized hive minds, remain distinct entities within the universe. They might manipulate reality in ways that feel divine—say, turning stars into energy grids—but they’re not the stars themselves, nor the laws that govern them. An immanent God’s essence is inseparable from all that exists; aliens, however advanced, are still players on the cosmic stage, not the stage itself.

A transcendent God, like Allah or the Christian Trinity, exists outside spacetime, crafting it from nothing (ex nihilo). Extraterrestrials, no matter how godlike, likely evolved within the universe’s 13.8-billion-year history. Even if they predate humanity by eons or live in higher dimensions (a sci-fi staple), they’re bound by physicality or some form of existence tied to the cosmos. Could they fake transcendence? Maybe—imagine them projecting a voice from the sky or rewriting physics locally. But true transcendence implies being uncaused, eternal, and limitless, beyond even the wildest alien capabilities.