| I'm not the only extra terrestrial that I know of. There are very few people from another universe on Earth but it's the humans that you need to worry about anyway. Man
kills everything. Towards
the end of the 20th century, one of these ETs (in highly influential employment)
kept hearing a voice in his head. "do me! do me! do me!" it kept saying. At
night, in dreams, the voice seemed to come from the spaceship that he travelled from the
Planet Mauron to Chelsea in, decades ago.
After a few years, the voices stopped
when his vision was a reality, his do-me was built. Millions
of potential public services cash was wasted on the Millennium Do me. The voice had been projected into his mind by a Stuart Pidd from the Agro Galaxy. Stu got a job as a construction worker and implanted
single-use outer-space homing devices in the lightning conductors. On Millennium Eve, Earth was invaded by a
small contingent of visitors from Mee-Tedh, the furthest planet of the Agro Galaxy.
They are not here to breed, or take
over the world, just to increase
the human capacity for the violence/money/military/division
mindset that many people had grown out of by the end of the 20th century. If the human race don't self exterminate in time,
there won't be much of a planet left for Stu
Pidd and friends to take over.
Once the humans are gone, no way
would they plant land mines or destroy rain forests. And they have no intention of fighting each other either. They just want to live on Paradise. There's enough
of everything for everybody on this world. The living
planet is the jewel of nature's universes and if we don't appreciate it, the aliens sure do.
Although I admire their future
intentions, I have a great fondness for humans. Many of my friends are music fanatics. My
entire family friend circle are of The
Mique Tribe. They
don't own weapons and there's not a bigot among them. The cult
of the individual is strong, but
still their common vision is of
human unity and respect for nature. These are humans
that want to live in harmony with life. They are worth saving.
So I infiltrated the initiation
meeting of the aliens and
exchanged tapes of Radio 4 news broadcasts (entitled "Sick planet, increase the
disease") for "Six"
by Mansun. Hearing music changed the mindset of the aliens. Llike me, they have joined the humans that appreciate the miracle of life and
nature right now. Stu went on to audition for Pop Stars and has joined a boy-band-tribute-band who I believe
are playing Cleethorpes tonight. He's
never been so happy as now, when he is living the pop world dream.
Thanks to music, the planet was saved from further infection. It's bad enough that human beings are already
preyed upon by other human beings
(who are worse than cannibals in that they ruin other people's day, or even life, out of
pure ignorance, spite, obnoxiousness, thoughtlessness, stupidity, misjudged allegiance or
down right evil).
The Do Me can be seen from many parts of
London (or from the air on the way to Heathrow, just like on Eastenders). In the dimension of my home planet, The
Suggestions Bureau are making it the centre of Peaceville, with a permanent music
exhibition (hardly a 'museum') and no end of live music and sports events. It is world
famous.
In the dimension of Planet Earth it's still
infamous, but at least the aliens have stopped landing and travelling into London on the
Jubilee Line.
Practise random kindness and
senseless acts of beauty as they
say...
Ernest Frank, Pezance House, Rocklands, Bling Bling Blighty, LaLaLand
New Year Words:
The new year is upon us
and still the world's at war
We've done this self-extinction thing for years
It's such a bore
The people called "world leader" are leading the wrong way
Most people want to live in peace and not fear each new day
Why nobody can change the script is such a mystery
I wish that we could add a future to our history
Evil, violence and hatred stink
and war? I wish they'd ban it
If only humans could unite and reclaim their own planet
Angel birth and peace on earth and goodwill to all men
Are meant for life, not just for Christmas
Wake up. Get Real. Amen
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