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21/366 The search for aliens.
"On top of the world" makes me think celestial. I always loved space. Loved visits to the Griffith Park Observatory as a child. So I am reminded of the recent UFO sighting in Texas that has zero explanation. Some call me crazy here, but I think it's crazy to think we're alone in this vast universe. Sure, the laws of physics apply to us all, Earthling or whatever. So getting here would be rather advanced and fairly mighty--way more mighty than us guys are capable of who thought we were being overtaken by communists when a poor dog got shot to the moon not that long ago.
But if you listen to the news for about five minutes: senseless war, senseless hatred, senseless cruelty, senseless desire for power and money (or hey, just listen to our President for five minutes!) it becomes obvious that, although human kind has made some pretty amazing advances over time and figured out some complicated stuff (hundreds of year ago even) and have created some breathtaking art and committed acts of beauty and humility and selflessness, we're just not there. We just don't have the stuff yet. Hey, women in other countries are still covered head to toe by men who are afraid of their power. Today is MLK day and it reminds me of how racism rears its ugly head so easily. Once again, all because we're afraid of others. Afraid of what we don't know and what power others may have over us.
Yeah sure. Large multi-eyed aliens come here with big lasers or phasers or whatever and take us over in seconds and eat our heads. Sure, could be that scenario. But perhaps not. Perhaps they're just like us, only from a graduating class a few millennia earlier. You know, class of 10,000--except we call that 250 BC. And maybe they figured it out and checking out their galaxial neighbors to see what's up over in our end.
So, outside on this beautiful, sunny and still chilly Seattle day went me and the camera, in search of. I didn't even see a plane today (flight paths), but I did convene with a bunch of chicadees. That tree over my head is full of them, chirping loudly, chatting. Hmmmm. Maybe...maybe. Something to consider.
21/366 The search for aliens.
"On top of the world" makes me think celestial. I always loved space. Loved visits to the Griffith Park Observatory as a child. So I am reminded of the recent UFO sighting in Texas that has zero explanation. Some call me crazy here, but I think it's crazy to think we're alone in this vast universe. Sure, the laws of physics apply to us all, Earthling or whatever. So getting here would be rather advanced and fairly mighty--way more mighty than us guys are capable of who thought we were being overtaken by communists when a poor dog got shot to the moon not that long ago.
But if you listen to the news for about five minutes: senseless war, senseless hatred, senseless cruelty, senseless desire for power and money (or hey, just listen to our President for five minutes!) it becomes obvious that, although human kind has made some pretty amazing advances over time and figured out some complicated stuff (hundreds of year ago even) and have created some breathtaking art and committed acts of beauty and humility and selflessness, we're just not there. We just don't have the stuff yet. Hey, women in other countries are still covered head to toe by men who are afraid of their power. Today is MLK day and it reminds me of how racism rears its ugly head so easily. Once again, all because we're afraid of others. Afraid of what we don't know and what power others may have over us.
Yeah sure. Large multi-eyed aliens come here with big lasers or phasers or whatever and take us over in seconds and eat our heads. Sure, could be that scenario. But perhaps not. Perhaps they're just like us, only from a graduating class a few millennia earlier. You know, class of 10,000--except we call that 250 BC. And maybe they figured it out and checking out their galaxial neighbors to see what's up over in our end.
So, outside on this beautiful, sunny and still chilly Seattle day went me and the camera, in search of. I didn't even see a plane today (flight paths), but I did convene with a bunch of chicadees. That tree over my head is full of them, chirping loudly, chatting. Hmmmm. Maybe...maybe. Something to consider.