I don't jive with aliens
Maybe you won't resonate with this, but I don't resonate with aliens.
I just want to quickly talk about aliens. And outer space. And aliens from outer space.
I’m not into it.
I never have been.
It brings me no joy to think about.
I don’t like the bleakness. I don’t like the airlessness. I don’t like the darkness. I don’t like the lack of trees. And as for aliens, I don’t like the reptile-humanoid bodies that they usually have. I do not like it.
I am not into it.
I started following some accounts in the last few years that were “spiritual” that did a lot of talking about how we are all just “homesick aliens.” “Beam me up.” “Get me off this planet.” “When do I get to go home to my alien home.”
Like, that picture is one someone’s account who identifies as “a starseed alien.” To me, that looks like a demon with a bad nose job.
I dunno about you, but I’m not an alien. And I don’t want to be beamed up to an alien planet.
I also don’t jive with the belief that: “There are aliens out there trying to help humanity evolve.” And then they depict scary humanoid weirdos.
Like.. why would I want this.
Those are terrifying looking creatures, and you know it.
In fact, nothing about aliens or outer space is cool to me. Not Star Wars movies. Not NASA. Not nothing. I really just don’t like it.
Then there’s Mr. Musk and his plan to populate mars, once we destroy this planet.
I remember I had a conversation with someone about Space X, first I was confused because I thought they were saying Space Sex. THEN I was confused because they said they literally wanted to be the first off this planet.
WHY. What on earth makes you think anything could ever be better on another uninhabitable planet? Or on a space station where everything would have to be synthetic? What kind of cold bleak metal hell are you craving?
These billionaire idiots need to stop wasting their/our money and their efforts on populating a depressing, oxygen-less place, and spend that money and energy on reviving, and being less abusive to, the beautiful planet we have now. (And I don’t mean by forcing everyone to get an electric car, that uses batteries mined with gas powered machinery, and is charged by electricity that also is powered mostly by fossil fuels. It’s laughable. But that’s another topic for another day.)
What I do resonate with, however, and what I think people must be tapping into, is this feeling of… Something is wrong. Why don’t other people agree that something is wrong? I must be different. I am not like these normal people who just accept all of this as the status quo. Their version is: I am an alien from another planet. Mine is: WTF. Can’t we just… be human and make peace with the planet we live on?
Ok, so, you get it: I don’t like aliens.
But do I believe in aliens?
I don’t know. As I said I don’t resonate with them, and I don’t get the people who resonate with them so much that they think they ARE an alien, placed here on this planet by aliens.
Ew. Talk about reptilian. Blargh. Gross. I hate it.
But if you MADE me say: I do not think that your average ol’ mainstream idea of an alien is real, no. I don’t think they just fly around in metal spaceships, in humanoid flesh bodies.
I think the “UFOs” people see are probably military tech.
I don’t like aliens. I don’t jive with aliens. I don’t jive with outer space. I do, however, believe in the spirit world. I don’t think we are just fleshy animals and nothing else.
So, if anything, I believe that if aliens are real, they are in another dimension/realm, and part of the spirit world. And, even then, I still don’t like them. Or trust them.
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