What if the entire world was a dream? What if the books we read, the stories we write, were all reminders of another life, windows into the truth? Little memories, like the shivers down your spine, someone else’s reflection in a window, are the universe tapping you on the shoulder so you’ll wake up… The universe is trying to tell us something and we aren’t listening: we’re not alone. Every day, we wake up and live our petty little lives which are oh, so important to our tiny brains, and we miss one thing. One great big thing we wouldn’t notice if it jumped up and shouted “boo”. There is a world beyond here, beyond what we see in front of us, and maybe, just maybe, it isn’t trying to harm us. A very wise person once said, “the military mind at its most scintillating; faced with a problem, they choose to blow it off the face of the earth”. Humanity, listen. Earth, listen. If you read nothing else, read this:
WE ARE NOT ALONE IN THE UNIVERSE. NOT EVERYTHING IS A THREAT. BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY, IT’S OKAY TO BE SCARED, BUT NOT TO BE A COLD-BLOODED KILLER.
Read that, humanity, and then forget it, because we always do. We say it, promise no harm, but as soon as it becomes more than a game, we forget. So go on, forget. Ignore it. Kill whichever species you find on Mars. But don’t come to me when they fight back.