ALIENS: WE WAIT, THEY WATCH!

As I sit here, I think to myself how interesting it is to me how much we sit and wait for the return. If you think I’m referring to religion, then no, not the return of God. I’m talking about the aliens on this planet. All my life, I’ve heard about the aliens that are supposedly out there in the universe. Watching and waiting for an opportunity to come to earth. But then I started to think about who the aliens could be. Maybe they are not coming in peace nor wanting to war with earth. Maybe just maybe, they feel we are far too boring to deal with, or they’re far too advanced for us. That’s right, as much as people think we are so special, aliens might feel there is nothing special about us. We build homes, cars, manufacture cars and clothes, build skyscrapers, even put man on the moon. Aliens probably look at us like, “Awww, look at these cute little humans.” “They’re building these little engines for carrying humans.” “Oh look, they even built an aircraft; even reaching space.” Our genius could be seen as something futile to an alien. Or maybe it’s something more humorous than we know.

That’s right, I said humorous, like entertainment. Aliens might look at Earth as cable television with countries as the television networks; meanwhile country’s conflicts are like television shows. For instance, Israel and Palestine is the channel while their conflict serves as a television show. These two groups of people throwing rocks and shooting at each other is like humans watching the discovery channel as Cheetahs chase down Gazelles. To us as people, we see the conflict as serious, but it’s entertainment to them. America is another channel, while our race for President serves as another show. The Presidency could be seen as a new season of television where main character changes every four seasons. Aliens look on and go, “Wow, didn’t see that coming.” “Americans are making some odd selections this season.” “These characters are not as interesting as the past.”

Even our entertainment might serve as entertainment to them. Or it might even be seen as something odd and confusing. Aliens might think to themselves, “What are they doing?” “Sitting in front of a box and watching each other run around with balls and sticks.” Arenas could be seen as just as confusing and odd. “Why are these humans watching other humans run around and put balls in hoops?” Sports, if not odd or confusing, might even be seen as a bit of a dumb activity. Oh, and don’t bring up our science. The Hubble Telescope and other space endeavors might be another confusing aspect of humanity. They could be thinking, “What are they doing with that telescope (assuming they even call it a telescope)?” “Then they go, “Awww, they’re trying to take pictures of the Big Bang.” “Only if they knew, they’re not even 1% close to solving anything.”

In the end, maybe there is someone who will eventually, if not a group of people that will come close to finding extra terrestrial life. This life could be something super intelligent or maybe they’re not that special themselves. Maybe we’ve been seeking other life and the life is already here. Asteroids hit Earth that killed the dinosaurs. Asteroids carry cells made capable of evolving. In that case, maybe we’re the aliens. Maybe we’re the ones from another planet that evolved into what we are today. Well, we won’t know, well at least no time soon.

Author: faheemjackson44

I am from Racine, Wisconsin where I was raised until I graduated high school back in the year 2006. That entire time growing up in my mother's house, I was a student athlete. My goal was to embark on a general business career or athletics. But injuries through sports stopped a sports path, so I decided upon business with a focus in marketing. While attending undergraduate school at University of Wisconsin-Parkside, I began to write screenplays in my senior year. At first it was for fun, but I quickly learned writing allow me to transfer negative energy into characters I created. This led to a decrease in depressing mood swings, which in turn boosted my quality of life. After undergraduate school in May of 2011, I move to New York City for graduate school. While pursuing my MBA, I continued to write screenplays, but always wanted to write novels as well. I finished graduate school back in the year 2014, but wrote screenplays until I began thinking of my first short film, first First Day Fears. While finishing my fifth feature length screenplay, I started to write my first novel this year. So far, I have finished my first short film and working on my next one (Freedomless Speech), and recently self published my first novel (The Boy Who Could Talk To God) and short stories book (Faheem Jackson Short Story Collection Volume 1). My feature length screenplays have been put on temporary hold to finish my short films and books, but I am making good progress on my sixth feature length screenplay. With year 2017 ending, I am currently writing my novel Precinct 86 and Faheem Jackson Short Story Collection Vol. 2. I have started teaching myself photography and will pursuing that by summer of 2018, along with my videography, podcast later on, and more research for my documentary.

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