Out of curiosity I bought the Extraterrestrial Almanac documenting the lineup of reported species interacting with Earth.
I am disappointed by the massive lineup of supposed "good" species represented by Ary@n Gods who look like a corporate California seminar on personal fitness training, and the neutral or bad guys representing Actual Diversity, with just a few exceptions. If anything, the lineup of Abercrombie models that the New Age movement supposedly channels has to be a function of subconscious narcissism, combined with some kind of psyop that pits humans against genuine nonhuman species.
I think the current established intellectual structure of our own society can't cope with the fact that Black and Brown people built pyramids and economies while we were rolling in Irish mud fighting over cattle, thus we have the scientifically Bunky mythology of "Lemurians", "Atlanteans" and "Annunaki" making European barbarians significant to the mutated advancement of the species. That's beyond suss, afaic. (If there were otherworldly colonists on our world 300,000 years ago, it must have been the equivalent of a tropical resort on our admittedly awesome planet, in operation before our species had the opportunity to overrun or interfere.) There is no excuse for anyone to believe that anyone north of Morocco and East of Sudan has been granted alien DNA infusion superior to the occupants of the Great Rift Valley. The only genetic advantages that the descendants of ACTUAL Nordics have are our extreme tolerance of biological filth and bacteria thanks to bunking with our cattle and pigs in Swedish winters.
I won't believe shit about ancient aliens besides the Native American accounts of Star People, until I see the historical literature and documentaries on Galactic PBS.
I kind of resent the fact that we are all somehow required to work hard at making the planet "Ascend in Consciousness" to fight the Bad Guys when all we need to do is stop consuming so much, stop breeding so much, stop believing in gods, adjust our technology and economy to resources and energy conservation and innovation, and trash our obsession with setting productivity goals, replacing it with relaxation, happiness and connection. It's not Work, it's Unwork. It's Slack.
We don't need a mythology of white angels to set those goals. I prefer a universe that is basically Mos Eisley cantina without the blasters and bar fights, where humans and humanoids are the *MINORITY* as it should be. Once we get the science of magnetic field propulsion and dimensional phase shifting down pat, it's just a matter of going on some epic road trips to learn about ourselves on other worlds and make some awesome friends, and letting nature rebound back here at home. To hell with colonizing other worlds for industrial resources, the only resources worth having are Earth, Friends, Slack and our own flying saucers. Leave productivity to industrial robots on the moons of Jupiter mining dead rocks for any further infrastructure needs.
Earth is awesome, so is everyone else. There's your Galactic Ascension right there, no effort needed.
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