no offense intended to any other sort of theory. . . . . .
I'm still stickin' with the alien invasion/penal colony theory for human development.
If exile was good enough for all of our ancestors, it's good enough for all the ET's who flew by, zapped the dinos and dropped their unsavory reject beings here to feed off each other. Shoot - didn't the Brits settle Australia by droppin' convicts there?
I believe the universe was created. . .that means all the heavens and the planets, and not just as a project for a cosmic school. At one time, all the peoples of the universe lived in harmony..no one killed or maimed or screamed hell and damnation, but everyone knew they weren't spozed to bring nobody any bad news, either. Of course, there was one renegade species. . .one group that seemed to lag behind all the others in embracing the natural spiritual ideals of peace and harmony and cooperation. They would mingle with the other races but were spiteful and often apt to openly pinch a loaf on the purity of others, so they had to be sent away. If you told them NOT to do something, you can bet that within a cosmic day they had managed to not only do it anyway, but start a festival to celebrate their defiance.
Since the more civilized species knew they could not kill others or develop britney spears music or McDonaldLand palaces that would relate to the outcasts, they sent the misfits to the other end of the universe, knowing chances were higher that we'd kill each other off or bomb each other back into the stone age so often that we'd likely never discover where we came from. . .or find our way home again.
So bein' the race of people who couldn't kill others or make britney spears music, they had to keep us alive, so they made this climate-controlled planet with just enough stuff to give us a chance to chart our own destiny...
As time evolved and we managed just a tiny hint of civilized behavior, we became like a tourist destination...er...maybe like a giant planetary zoo. But the aliens, knowing they could not completely reveal themselves without completely altering their pledge to let the misfits seek their own identity and destiny, appear infrequently, conducting experiments and testing our telepathic abilities in communication. In return, they gave us things like GameBoy technology, Twinkies, and fast-food and to see how we'd react to an easier life in captivity. It has been rumored that they are the ones who, while not allowed to harm us, play many tricks on our lives just to test our reflexive abilities and keep us thrown off-track. For example, they painted a huge picture on the far face of the moon, only to wipe just enough of it out of the way so that our spacecraft, on closer examination, could no longer know it was them. They play a form of intergalactic ..well...like carnival games, tossing comets and meteorites at the planet to see if one will hit...
They are still glad that we are millions of light-years away. . .![]()



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