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It makes me wonder, on days when the routine has become so mundane that my mind is liberated to drift off to where it pleases. A million trillion information pieces jammed into my head every day, along with double that in memories. My mind seems to enjoy not living in the redundancy of having the same worries and anxieties run circles in its circuitry. That in itself, I consider to be one of the loveliest things I could have done for my myself. To free up my mind, to make better use of it. So I love those mundane days, when nothing is happening and life leaves me alone enough to let my mind meander, pondering on things that I'll never get an answer to. Who or what created those who came to earth thousands of years ago? The ones who plundered planet earth for resources to save their own lineage. The ones who build monuments and called themselves gods, who yielded such powerful weapons that it almost destroyed planet earth. The ones who claim that they tweaked our genealogy through manipulation of our DNA to be created in their image. Who are they, who brought their strife from their home planet here, fighting themselves bitterly over alien territory? I'm not surprised they left, if they ever did, neither am I concerned if they will return. At this stage of human evolution I doubt that we would prostrate to an alien nation in the naive belief that we are not worthy. The question remains unanswered. Who or what created those who came before us? ~•~ a beautiful milieu an ancient people came from the stars bringing their strife and their wars plundering mother earth a cheap price to pay to save their own planet an ancient people from the heavens they came (or so they claimed) proclaiming to be gods building themselves enormous monuments to last for eternity lest we forget that they manipulated our DNA to be made in their image an ancient people handed down their laws to us as if they lived ever so holy I wonder how we would have turned out without the interference of those who left us here to save themselves from the destruction caused by their own hands ~Heike K Art Auguste Rodin