Posted on 09/15/2002 12:24:08 AM PDT by ramdalesh
Before we become terminally war crazy over the middle east let us consider "The Fable of the Geys".
Zeta Reticuli was once a beautiful place, just like earth. It was called Lyria. The people there were called Apexian. They were a highly advanced, technological society just like earth. They had their wars and their famines, just like we have. In fact there isn't anything very special about them at all. They were just like us.
When the Grey (Apexian) culture developed nuclear technology, and atomic bombs they did what we did. They developed an underground infrastructure, including bomb shelters, and underground military complexes. They toiled over international conflict for many generations hoping to avoid the inevitable nuclear holocaust. All the while their scientific technology advanced and their population grew.
A cultural shift changed this society forever when in one generation scientists penetrated the Apexian genome, developed cloning techniques, global telecommunications network, nanorobotic and antimatter technology including anti-gravity, and anti-matter nuclear explosives unlike any previously discovered. This generation was at the height of their biological capability. They were at the "apex" of their natural evolution. So as to not interfere with the natural process of evolution they conducted most of their experiments in secret. Cloning technology was forbidded on the planet surface, but experiments were continued underground. Religious wars began in the midst of this scientific climax.
It during that generation; during the generation's apex; that the greatest and most terrible war began. It was the most destructive war the planet ever suffered. The people who lived on the planet's surface were forced to take refuge in bomb shelters and underground civilization became a replacement for the once beautiful above ground natural world. Eventually an anti-matter bomb was detonated on the planet's surface and the surviving civilization was forced underground, forever, indefinately.
The Apexians, just like humans, were creatures who throughout their history learned to adapt in order to survive. The shock of surviving a nuclear holocaust was so great that many decades passed before the underground culture began show any signs of productive life.
They were immobilized. Their history erased. Their identity, and their soul was sucked out of them. They were betrayed by their intelligent nature, and as a result were sentenced to an eternity in prison. They would never again farm on the surface of their world for the rest of time. Their progeny cursed forever to the dark underworld that was to be their prison until the developed interstellar space travel.
Though the surface of their world was gone, the underground very very advanced technoligically, so to speak. The collected technologies of the underground was all that was left for the survival of their species, and civilized life. Scientific advancement in genetics and cloning proved to be very useful for food production, but only for a short time. They were to be ruled by the superior clones who lived underground before the war if they were to survive,
There's not enough prozac in the universe to heal the wound of post war Apex. Cloning techniques advanced very quickly. Food scarcity, social disruption, crime etc.; non of this could be approached the way it was before. In the underground, genetic rescripting was law, and the survival of the species relied completely on advancing cloning techniques. As the population grew resources became scarce, so they operated on the sensory organs. Eyes, ears, tastebuds, height, weight, cranial size,food consumption, emotional processes, cognitive and communication processes were all rescripted. In only a few generations the entire apexian species genetically mutated from humanoid to grey.
This new being was the Gray. This cloned byproduct of nuclear holocaust was infinitely smarter, desinged to require minimal food, light, heat, and affection. They were designed to not feel anger, sorrow, loss, attatchment or love. Developing a culture and a history on post-war Zeta Reticulai meant surviving as a clone, and coping with the dark cold eternity of the underground post-war military infrastructure. They became a culture of cloned military scientists. They required no government so to speak because they could not continue to exist as a species with the ever present guilt of emotion, consuming essential life energies.
They endeavored to escape from their prison. They worked obsessively at those two problems. Survive, and escape. When they completed the technology for space travel they began to work on the new problem.
Why do we exist, why do we love, hate and question? What is to become of us? Is peace so unbearable that we will eventually condemn ourselves to a passionless eternity of it?
Why are they here???
Why are they here???
Hang on while I gaze at my navel.
uh sionara!
You can find other sources of information on this insignificant cult (in fact, Nancy seems to be the only member) on Google, or just search through the old sci.astro archives on Google for all the info you can stomach. I ought to hit the abuse button.
thank you for the concern. or is it sarcasm. that's it...pass
do you know the people who post on freerepublic the photos of nuclear explosion, and with big flaming caption nuke baghdad, nuke mecca, nuke Bin Ladin's nose do you say to them?
If you would prefer to go back to the fun, dry, freerepublic forum and help the National Security Agency plan their war in Iraq, by all means go do that. Freerepublic is free. Go make war.
thank you for the criticism. Hopefully not, this was a difficult paper. I would not have posted something like this here if I was concerned for my sanity. Some of the people who read this regarded; spit nails and have heard it all before. That's fair enough for me. If we need to take it down its easily done
This I gotta see.
(I really don't know what you're talking about.) Try using real words and complete sentences, and I'll try to follow along.
I guess that you are a student of some form? no? an aristocrat? same difference sort of, no?
You've heard the saying, "Life imitates art?" or how about "The Medium is the Message". I'm not war crazed and I don't believe in extra-terrestrials, ( not publically anyways). Look at people. If you notice, they are preoccupied with the self so much that as a culture we have invented the extra-terrestrial in order to see something about ourselves that we are not comfortable looking at. I think the extra terrestrials are part of our culture because without them it would be impossible to get out of our comfort zone. They are charachters of the cultural tapestry, and they exist, as the X-file of the forbidden human psyche. Real or not they have a niche.
Freerepublic talks about war alot. Well if were doing that, then were talking about space people, from far away, who survived holocaust, and came here to warn us, and to search for the meaning of life
people are nuts!
Okay.
Are greys, geys and grays one in the same?
Is peace so unbearable that we will eventually condemn ourselves to a passionless eternity of it?
Lost again on this one.
Apparently older than you I do recall the fifties, fall-out shelters, "duck and cover" excercises and fear--not paranoia--of a nuclear war.
Who is Michael Welch?
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