i often wonder how many planets orbit each star out there...and whether or not there is life on some of them...primitive or advanced...
neither of my parents are hot, i have no idea how i happened to turn out relatively hot... imagine how hot stars are i wish i was a star "baby, one day i'll make you a star!" i dream......
if you make me a star can i drive your car? the stars are the one constant that keeps me going... no matter whether lifes good or bad theres always something that makes me feel better about the world when i can lay back and watch the stars on a cloudless night, a smoke in hand and a beer right next to me, its one of those perfect moment things that always puts my head on proper. the others gotta be cuddling on the sofa with a good woman and an old movie. ok theres two constant things that keep my head relaxed. that and watching the sunrise. three things. probl more i guess.
I doubt that life on other planets can be much more primitive than on this little piece of rock we call home.
i cant wait to make first contact...xenu told me he would last night during my nightime tin foil communal...
One time, back in the land of far far away, when I used to do lots of drugs, I saw on acid the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life. I looked upon the sky, and it looked as novas were crashing upon the earth. It looked as if the sky was falling and I was looking at the end of the earth. It was so apocalyptically stunning I fell to my knees and felt a tear comming to my eyes. Relatively? You make me fall to my knees too.
when i look at the night sky, there are two things those pretty little lights bring to mind. one, aligoricly, symbolicly, i see them as the hoboe campfires of all the ancient gods made homeless by the fanatacisms of the monotheisms that replaced and tore down their lost and forgotten temples. the other, is the slightly more objective perspective, knowing they are suns, many of them, like our own, with planets orbiting each. then i think gee, somewhere on a good many of them, those planets orbiting those other suns, though probably not more then one of those arround any particular one of them, someone, who looks nothing like me, nor like anything anyone on this earth ever imagined, is looking up at their night sky, in which our own daylight sun, is one of those little pinpricks of light, possibly wondering and speculating the same thing. =^^= .../\...
i've pretty much lost hope of first contact. i think our solar system produced a unique set of life. i really don't think we'll meet another capable of communicating with us, or us with them.
