Once upon a time, I, Chuang Tzu, dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a butterfly...Suddenly, I awoke, and there I lay, myself again. Now I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly dreaming I am a man.
Chuang Tzu (Zhuangzi)
Once upon a time, did so a dream Beyond description, explanation unseen Not sure awake, asleep unsure butterfly Pondering truth, comprehend where am I Thoughts true or false what does it mean
I have seen a lot over the years nothing I would describe as UFO's. Couple times did wonder and with phenomenon easily think must be or wish to be.
Today a friend sent me an article that reminded me writing on the subject. I do think about it often. With the many reports and websites devoted to it. With earliest accounts of images and stories about what been witnessed and recorded. As with written in early Egyptian and in the bible as can described the same. More by many from times past.
I ask myself this question. What would be the likelihood of intelligent life in the cosmos. My quote is, "What can not be seen or heard does not mean there is nothing to be considered." That is how I feel.
Firstly, what anyone has seen or experienced I take as either/or and respect it. No doubt in my mind we are not alone in the universe. I can say dammit if they are here messing with us. Why the usual bland spacecraft? Why are we not seeing cool ships like in movies and video games? Sure can bring up a big discussion alone. 😄
We hold on to our feelings and descriptions of events. I like many others sure wish the mothership would pick us up. I am of like mind that contact may come at a time perceived many ways. Angels from heaven giving a lifeboat to the one and only.
Or those chosen to continue our species after events leave our world a wasteland. Perhaps they offer services for the rich paying for a sightseeing tour of the solar system.
The future can be of many things. Whether to help us thrive or next to the mashed potatoes, if caught by zombies. Would be so cool as in the thought about related in books, movies and such. To be on the list of galactic union of many planets. G.U.M.P for short. I had to call it something. Lame I know. Still primitive, called Forresters as we would be fresh man. Till enough experience to reach the next level or grade. ☺