Our Planet Earth

Our Planet Earth

I am a true misanthrope. I dislike the entire species of Homosapiens. I like certain individuals but, as a species, I despise the entire human race (myself included.)

We should give the planet Earth back to the animals. They treat the planet nicely.

They deserve it.

To add to the problems of giant oil spills into our oceans (as clusters of sea otters claw their eyes out because the oil stings), we have white-collar greed, brutal home invasions, hunger, poverty, murder, etc. We also have fanatical male terrorist SUICIDE BOMBERS to contend with: These crazy-ass, horny fellows believe if they blow themselves up (wearing their groovy suicide-bomb-vests), and take out many innocent bystanders, they will go to their afterlife and get 72 virgins EACH! What if those 72 virgins turn out to be dudes?

(Have you “Soldiers of Allah” ever thought of that?)

We have made a cesspool of the planet.

THE HUMAN RACE SHOULD WALK OFF HAND-IN-HAND INTO EXTINCTION.

Yet, last week, I was in a spacecraft with The Humanoid Alien “Bug People.” They were giving me an outer space “joy ride” which lasted for 6 weeks.

As they were bringing me back to Earth, we rounded the Earth’s moon.

Suddenly, from behind the rim of the moon, in long, slow-motion movements of immense majesty, there emerged a sparkling blue and white jewel, a light, a delicate sky-blue sphere laced with slowly swirling veils of white, rising gradually like a small pearl in a thick sea of black mystery. It took me more than a minute to fully realize, “This is Earth…home”.

So, for about 3 ½ minutes I felt a deep, immense love for our Planet and its’ life forms. I quickly wrote a song and made a homemade video (on this Blog) in hopes that this very small gesture may help Earth.

After 3 ½ minutes, I come back to my senses. Sod it! Humans will still trash the place, mistreat animals, practice poor umbrella etiquette, and serve horrible tasting cups of tea. Yet, every few months, there’s a very tiny flicker of emotion that I feel. It’s like an uninvited odd stranger coming to visit. The small flicker last only a moment. I think it’s called…HOPE.

CHEERS!

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