An example of an extraterrestrial race portrayed in mass media
You know, all my life I grew up believing that we're not alone in the universe. The famous Drake Equation - I first read the Drake Equation as a
child. At that time my parents were buying me astronomy books, which I remember fondly. Not children book - real books for professional astronomers. I
was learning black holes right after memorising multiplication tables. And so I pretty much grew accepting the Drake Equation - I grew up assuming
that with all those stars, with all those planets, of which that are in their Goldilocks zones, surely the Universe must be teeming with intelligent
But now, after everything has been said about aliens, after all those hoaxes made those that want to blindly believe, after all those alleged
abductees of which half are delusional and the other half victim of very human psychological trauma, after all those people that claim to hear
pleiadians and inner Earth people and blue birds, after all those "scientists" trying to listen to any possible kind of message in the silent cosmos,
after all those other "scientists" that are convinced aliens are coming to eat us all, after all those movies and ancient aliens, after all this
hemorrhage of useless information that they have poured on my mind for three decades, I have to come to a conclusion: I have not met a single Mr
Spock, I have not physically met a single of all those aliens everyone speaks about.
I am done waiting. I used to dream about aliens, in fact I still dream of absurd creatures. But then I did often dream I was a dragon, and this
doesn't make my dreams any more real. Everyday, every night I go out and stare at the stars, they are silent.
Could it be that the truth is something that humankind could never accept? Is it possible that the truth is so grim, so depressing, that humankind
prefers to subscribe to the illusions and the delusions perpetuated by a mass hysteria? What if humankind truly is a freak evolutionary phenomenon,
and that our advantage over other animals comes with a price - the realization that there's nothing else like us out there, just like there's nothing
else like us here? Is it possible mankind is too afraid to admit being the one intelligent yet most unwise species in the universe - blowing the
unique privilege that evolution has given us? Is it possible that all these hoaxes and all these people that are convinced they are channeling aliens,
they are simply acting out of the fear of the absurd actual lonely nature of the universe - like children pretending to have imaginary friends so to
better deal with the absurdity of being alone?
I recently read a very good paper, from a scientist that addressed every variables of the Drake Equation. He pointed out that the figures in the
equation are traditionally grossly exaggerated, and that they are usually biased in favour of proving alien intelligent life existence. He then
proceeded to input the actual, most likely values for the variables. According to his calculations, there is actually a 53%–99.6% probability that
we are alone in the Milky Way galaxy. And there are 39%–85% chances we are alone in the entire universe.
Could it be that we are actually the only civilisation in the universe? That the absurdity of being alone has only one simple (but scary) answer: The
reason why it appears so absurd, is simply because we are the only ones cursed with the capacity of observing how empty the universe is.
Perhaps this is the explanation for the silence of the stars, perhaps this is why so many of us wait in vain - we are chasing the illusions that our
minds have created so to deal with the actual, cold emptiness of our existence. Sometimes the illusion, even if fake, feels more comfortable than the
truth. Let's make any hoaxes, let's even invest in giving meat to myths, modern myths, anything to believe in. I am thinking about David Wilcox and
company, with his new blue avians and his stories about his friend visiting aliens across the solar system every night. Or Anonymous members living in
their parent's basements and fabricating "evidences" that HM the Queen Elizabeth II is an alien. When will these obvious (and so verifiable) hoaxes
cease? How many puppets, how many characters will we create until we recognize the puppeteer?
Are we, as a species, stubbornly remaining the child with its imaginary friends (and imaginary foes)? If so, then at what point will we grow, evolve,
and cease feeding our common delusions?
Could it be that the actual "truth out there"... is that we're facing the heavy burden of being alone in an empty universe? The burden of being the
first to figure our ways in the darkness between the stars, at the price of so many embarrassing missteps?
Anyways, I just wanted to share my thoughts out loud. What are your opinions?
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