Wired up and ready to talk to aliens.
After the bulldozers and tree-cutters moved on, the mullein weeds moved in. They are invasive and can generate alien looking stalks.
Amazing pictographs found on fake rocks. Proof that the Anasazi were time traveling aliens who occasionally doodled on broken down theme park rides. Also, if you look closer, a barely-visible message from a former civilization. Storyteller Theater?
The Southwest still has many mysteries to solve.
Maybe I can be one of those photographers who shoot immense panoramic photos of ancient ruins? And then I will hang them in my yoga room and meditate while listening to flute music. And then I will also pretend that I belong to an ageless race of wise and peaceful aliens who shun both technology and violence. And I will join my alien brothers and sisters on frequent transcendental journeys across the galaxy in which I explore the universal consciousness, wearing only a loin cloth and flip-flops.