Is There Anybody Out There?

Here’s a wildly different poem from my usual work.  The following poem was written in 2009, and re-worked a few weeks ago to highlight the questions that it asks.

I am posting this at the suggestion of a member of the astronomy group, at which I recently read the poem.  It does raise some existential questions even though it is not a particularly spiritual poem.

It is somewhat dated and inaccurate because our burgeoning space technology has rapidly improved recently.  We now know there are many more galaxies, each with more stars than we previously suspected, and each day there are more and more exoplanets being discovered.

Consider where humankind was 12,000 years ago at the end of the last ice age. Consider, too, humankind’s technological progress over the past twenty years, and its continuing advance into the future.

What will we be doing in 100 years time?  What amazing technologies will we have in 1,000 years time?

What could a more intelligent species achieve if it had had an extra one million years to evolve?  Isn’t this mind-boggling?  Please consider all of this as you read the following:

IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE?

Is there anybody out there… in space?

It seems unlikely, that there is not.

 

Consider that there are millions of stars in our galaxy…

and that there are hundreds of thousands of galaxies, in our Universe.

 

Are we the only planet with life?

How could that be the case?

If life happened spontaneously, because the conditions were right,

how could there not be other worlds?

That would be like saying that among all the beaches along this coastline,

there was just one grain of sand, on one particular beach,

which had just the right size, and just the right component molecules,

to instigate, and sustain life…and all the zillions of others did not.

 

The chances of this, are so small as to be infinitesimal…

So impossibly small, as to be impossible.

 

Even if you anthropomorphize God, and turn Itheshe,

into a Super-man (or Super-woman), who created everything,

it is still improbable… No, it is inconceivable,

that God would create millions of stars, in hundreds of thousands of galaxies,

which have no other purpose, that to form a cosmic backdrop for us…

the ‘‘special creations’’ … to ponder,

and perhaps, one day, to explore, God willing.

 

Is this the best reason we have to explain God’s creations?

Surely not, for it is laughable, that we are such ‘‘special creatures’’,

that we are the high points of God’s creation.

Such hubris, and self-importance, demeans the magnificence of God.

 

Truly, we are like ants, busy building our nests and our colonies…

unable to see, or comprehend the vastness of our Universe…

unable to see beyond our little patch of ground.

 

If there are other, more intelligent life-forms out there…

why have they not made contact with us?

Probably, they already have, for there are certainly many sightings of spacecraft.

There have been many reports of abductions…

of people being taken up into spacecraft, and studied ‘‘scientifically’’.

 

If you think this implausible, or preposterous, think of what we do,

when we find new, ‘‘lesser’’ species. Isn’t this just what we do?

We study their habitats and behaviours discreetly.

We use our technology to observe the ‘‘lesser creatures’’.

We tranquilize some, and capture them,

and while they are mostly unaware of their surroundings,

we measure them and often fit tracking devices to their bodies.

 

Although we mostly return the ‘‘lesser creatures’’ to their habitats,

to go on with their lives… we keep a few as specimens for research…

or as trophies, or as exhibits in our zoos.

 

In the past, we have done the same thing with people,

from other, newly-discovered cultures that we deemed the ‘‘primitive’’.

‘‘Specimens’’ were taken home to be studied and displayed,

to show the populace what these ‘‘savages’’ were like.

It was deemed necessary to demonstrate to the ordinary people,

that colonization, and religious indoctrination,

were for the benefit of these ‘‘brutes’’.

There wishes were not thought to be worthy of consideration.

 

If our species as a whole has a karma…

perhaps, it is time that we… are ‘‘found’’.

 

We are almost certainly, not the ‘‘highest’’, most-evolved form of life.

Certainly, the odds of us being so are astronomical.

Yet, we are so limited in our thinking, that most of us,

believe we are the ‘‘highest’’, physical form of life.

 

Mind you, it was only a few hundred years ago, that Man believed,

that the Earth was the centre of God’s creation,

and that Heaven was suspended above the Earth, on columns.

Incredibly, some still do.

 

There are almost certainly, other higher life-forms out there.

Consider, the artistry and complexity of crop circles…

Certainly, many have been made by humans, but if they are not all ‘‘hoaxes’’,

then they could be a way of someone, or something, wanting us to be aware of their presence.

Consider, too, the Nazca lines… why are they only visible from above?

 

There are so many questions, and perhaps, the most interesting is:

Why have they not contacted us properly?

I would suggest it is because they are higher life-forms.

Consider this…

If you were a ‘‘higher life-form’’, would you want to befriend a culture,

that seemed hell-bent on destroying its people and its habitat?

Would you want to share superior technology with a species,

that already has the capacity and the willingness…

to destroy its planet… and itself?

 

If you came across a world of warlike ‘‘sub-humans’’…

who were threatening their world…

what would you do? Would you intervene?

Would you offer support, and higher technology,

and hope that they would change?

Would you sit back and watch… and hope,

that they would not destroy their world…

or another? Or would see them as a terrifying threat?

 

To me, the lack of contact suggests that the beings out there,

must be higher beings….

And they are waiting to see what we will do.

They are waiting to see if we can be trusted…

to not destroy, this planet… and ourselves.

 

 

Thanks for reading this.  I wish you well in your journeys through Life. Please continue to make our world better.

In Love and Peace,

Alan

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A Difficult, Painful Birth

Although the coming of a New Age has been spoken of since the 1960’s it has taken a lot time to arrive.  However, just as a birth is generally heralded by pain and discomfort, the current turbulence and disruption of our times are reflections of a new beginning.

The tumult and travail are not warnings of the end of times, as Revelation would suggest, but of the long-anticipated, dawning of our new Golden Age.  It is up to all of us to make this happen.

Dream and create our better world now.

God bless,

Alan

A Difficult, Painful Birth

“Why” is the best question you can ask,

for its answers always take you to new levels of meaning.

“Why am I here?” is probably the most important question

you can ask, for it is the most profound.

So why have you chosen to be on the Earth at this time?

It is not an easy time for the whole world is, it seems, in upheaval.

There is violence, and intolerance,

and bigotry in a wide variety of forms.

These things are not new, but this is a critical time,

because it is a catalyst to bringing forth,

the world of Peace and Love, that we desire.

Lessons are not easily learned till we have direct experience,

of the ill-effects of “wrong” action.

God so loved the world that… Itheshe made it a paradise…

made it perfect for our needs,

and our learning.

Now is the time to act decisively to protect this planet,

from pollution, desecration,

and from rapid climate change.

There is the promise of a bright future,

filled with Light, and Love, and plenty,

but we must bring it into being.

We are midwives helping our planet

through a difficult, painful birth.

But from this pain, and suffering,

comes understanding and appreciation,

for the miraculous world that is ours.

It is not a world for rapacious exploitation…

It is, instead, a world for rapturous exploration…

So wonder at the miracles of life,

in this tiny segment, of our marvellous, cosmic… Universe.

So be it.

 

[This poem was written/scribed in 2016. I have struggled to find the right inspiration to select a poem for this latest blog, until I felt drawn to this one.  This was a little surprising as it seemed to end abruptly, and in posting it I have had to do some re-writing.

Let’s however keep things in perspective, as we are living in a world where Donald Trump can be talked about as deserving to win the Nobel Peace Prize.

This shows how true it is that God/ the Cosmos / Itheshe has a sense of humour, and how urgent it is for us all to be centred, to be strong, and to act according to our beliefs and our wisdom, with compassion and Love.]

Spirituality and Religion

The following poem was written in 2008.  I am surprised that I haven’t already posted this poem, although some of its references are now perhaps a little dated.

It remains perhaps the greatest challenge for many, and perhaps most humans, especially in so-called “developed” societies, to get out of their heads, and live by and through their hearts.

Good luck to you all with meeting this challenge.

Best wishes,

Alan

 

SPIRITUALITY AND RELIGION

 

Your journey is spiritual.

This is your purpose for being on the Earth, at this time.

This spiritual purpose has nothing to do with religion,

and nothing to do with belief.

 

Religion is a series of beliefs.

Religion comes from and exists in the mind…

the human mind.  The limited human mind.

 

Spirituality comes from and is… a connection to God…

to the Divine Source.

Spirituality comes from and dwells in the heart.

Spirituality belongs to the Divine mind,

that connects everything.

 

Spirituality and religion are not quite chalk and cheese.

Religion brings division, and spirituality ease.

 

Religion can be a path through life.

After all, there are many paths to God…

for God is everywhere.

 

Religion can bring joy… purpose…

and even happiness, but it has absolutely nothing to do with spirituality.

These things are on completely different planes.

 

So many wars have been fought in the name of religion.

Why is this?

 

If I believe that I know all the answers,

and that those who disagree with me are wrong…

then I am not being spiritual,

and, in fact, I do not have the answers.

 

Spirituality is a connectedness to God.

Spirituality is a connectedness to all creation…

to the Earth… to all beings, human and non-human.

Spirituality is marked by compassion for all…

Spirituality acknowledges the divinity of all things.

 

Every being is divine…

Even you…

Even me…

Even Charles Manson…

Even Adolf Hitler…

Even Osama Bin Laden…

Even your own worst enemy…

 

Especially your own worst enemy.

 

Try to see things differently.

Try to see all things, all difficulties,

all challenges as coming from God.

 

Try to look on all beings with compassion…

and acceptance… and even Love.

 

For Love is unconditional…

which means you cannot love one being,

if you do not love all beings…

 

Think about that…

and I will return to talk again

about Spirituality and the all…

 

God Bless.

A Cure For Fear and Hate

The world certainly appears to be out of control, and run by “crazy” people, and yet it is not.  However, it is a time when everyone’s faith, outlook and even our constitutions are being tested.

Do not despair, but do not give up for now it is more important than ever for you to be positive and to contribute to the well-being of our planet.  I hope the following poem which was written in May, 2016 helps to provide some inspiration or at the very least a reminder out there that there are many, many people of goodwill who are helping to make our planet a more loving and harmonious world.

 

A CURE FOR FEAR AND HATE

 

The world is infected with fear and hate.

Many people are infected with frustration…

and/or despair.

 

There is however a cure.

  “What the world needs now is love, sweet love…

                No not just for some, but for everyone”.*

                                                             *[From “What the World the World Needs Now” by Hal David and Burt Bacharach]

 

We are facing an epidemic of negativity and fear.

The cure, the remedy, is Love.

 

“No not just for some, but for everyone.”*                      [Ibid.]

Let that be your refrain.

 

Not everyone will understand or appreciate kindness.

Not everyone will deserve it…

but your kindness…

your love…

will affect everyone on whom you bestow it.

 

Do not despair if your kindness is rebuffed…

or appears to draw an adverse effect.

 

Love is not just for “the deserving”.

Love is not a weakness…

It can take great strength of give love when it appears unappreciated.

 

Love is and must be… unconditional.

 

 

Love is not just for “the deserving”.

It is for “the despised” and “the damned” too.

 

Love is a great power….

Give it freely.

Give it unconditionally…

and you will find yourself empowered and enriched.

 

Your appreciation of everything will grow…

and grow… and grow.

If you grow it enough you will understand…

and you will be enlightened.

 

As in all things…

the answer is Love.

 

God bless.

Alan

In Death There is Life

Hi everyone.  No I haven’t dropped off the face of the Earth. I’m not sure whether I’ve been just busy or slack, but either way, I haven’t done a blog entry for ages.

This is my first one for 2018, and I’m looking forward to a positive and uplifting year. There are some exciting new changes happening for me, and I hope you are all creating your lives well, too.  Many blessings to you all, and may your year be filled with love and light and achievement.

This poem was written in 2016, and has a couple of words that need explanation.  I have used “interconnectedness” to suggest a state of interconnection rather than just interconnection.  That seems to me to be a subtle but important difference.  And I have used again “my” word for God, “Itheshe” which is derived from “It”, “He” and “She”. Please tolerate, if you can, my “eccentricities” (idiosyncrasies).

 

In Death There is Life

 

It is a beautiful world.

There is so much complexity, and interconnectedness, in everything.

 

Everything is a wonder…

so spend some time wondering,

and marvelling at “creation”.

 

“In the beginning was the word…”

and it turned into our world,

and even more incomprehensibly,

into our universe.

 

There is so much to wonder at,

and yet it is all “illusion”.

The solid body is made up of tiny, “invisible” atoms,

which are, in turn, mostly empty space…

 

and these atoms as they dance, their cosmic dances,

join in conga lines of molecules,

and cluster into “compounds”

and “cells” and “organs”

and individual creatures,

each mostly unique from its fellows.

 

There are so many species of beetles and flies

and bacteria and mammals.

It is amazing…

 

You have heard the expression perhaps that “beauty is skin-deep”,

but this is wrong.

Beauty is everywhere…  in everything…

even in the things that disturb, or disgust you.

 

Have you ever seen the rainbow colours of an oil film?

Have you seen the awesome power of a crocodile’ s jaws

closing on its prey.

 

There is beauty everywhere.

Everything is God’s creation.

Itheshe dances everywhere.

 

“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder”…

which is nearly true.

Beauty is appreciated by its beholder…

for everything is beautiful.

 

Do not be disturbed by death,

for this too is beautiful.

It is an intrinsic part of the life cycle of our illusory world.

 

Death breeds life.

The plant or animal that you eat, sustains you,

and helps your body to grow, or renew itself,

or to survive.

 

Similarly, the waste that you produce,

and even your body when you have discarded it,

help to sustain other creatures,

and help them to grow and reproduce

and to survive.

 

In life there is death…

and in death, there is life.

 

It is a beautiful cycle.

It is truly amazing.

 

God bless,

Alan

Transformation

The following poem is a little rough around the edges, and will need to be re-edited  before it is included in my book when that finally is actualized.  Still, I feel it is appropriate to publish this now, as it is an important topic.  This poem was originally written in 2011.

I hope you enjoy it, or find it useful.

 

 

TRANSFORMATION

 

A new beginning.  How I’ve wanted that.

But I can only start from where I am.

I cannot wish myself to magically be somewhere else,

or to be someone else.

 

This is not to say that there is not magic

and deep, sudden transformation.

But I can only do this by being me…

now… here…

fully… in this moment.

 

Transformation comes through intention… and awareness…

To change consciously, I must know who and what I am.

 

Transformation comes from following my heart,

for this is the seat of love.

It comes from letting go of the trivialities

that distract me in my daily life.

 

Transformation comes from thankfulness,

and appreciation of the things that surround me.

It needs me to sense the Divine order that places each being,

and each thing, exactly where it needs to be.

 

I know I cannot find fulfilment when I seek things outside myself,

for then I am separate from the Universe……. and from God.

Fulfilment… and peace come from stillness…

and from connection…

and from God.

 

I am always only a step away from this connection,

but until now I have not chosen connection…

and appreciation.

 

I have not been looking in the right place.

It is said: “Seek and ye shall find”:                                                                            (Matthew 7:7)

but, I will only find peace,

when I value “appreciation”  and “connection”,

and the inherent value of each and every soul.

 

Outwardly I walk a different path to you,

and yet, all roads lead to Home.

And, the real truth is that I am always “home”.

All I need do is to be still and embrace the peace…..

and the Divine love…. that is within.

 

Feel the peace… Be the peace… and love…

Remember this.  Practise this.

And all will be well.

 

Go in peace…  Be peace…

Blessings be to you.

 

With all my love…

Alan

Friendship

Sometimes we are not good friends to ourselves. I know this is true for me personally and I am sure it is true for most people, so I won’t give myself a hard time for the delay in posting a new blog entry.

I have been busy transcribing much of my poetry onto my computer. The important thing though is that I am here now ready to upload another poem.  (And this one partly rhymes!)

I hope you find some benefit from this poem.  I’ll probably share it in a philosophy group discussion that’s coming up on this subject soon.  Till next time, keep living your life as fully and as well as you can.  Be a true friend to yourself, and all those you come into contact with on your journey.

 

In love and light,

Alan

 

FRIENDSHIP

Friendship is like a boat that sails the seas.

Friends help you row, when there’s no breeze,

to fill your sails.

 

Friends gather in your times of trouble.

When life’s a mess, they help you clear up the rubble,

and deal with your problems.

 

Friends give a little of themselves,

and extend a hand, to help.

They offer time, an ear and words of inspiration.

 

Friends take the time to understand.

They sympathize when events don’t go as you’ve planned,

and help you find consolation.

 

Your friend will come if asked by you.

That’s just what good friends do.

Friendship’s price they’ll happily pay,

and in return they’ll receive one day.

 

Of course, that’s not why they give…

for giving comes as naturally as each breath.

Giving is a sharing of your self

and receiving is just spiritual law, or karma, in action.

 

Why is the world in such a mess?

It’s because people give less and less.

And to this I must confess

I’m not as generous as I could,

and should, be.

 

Dear God, help me to let go of the “Me”.

Help me to be… more loving,

and supportive, of others.

 

Help me to keep this picture clearly in my mind.

Let me see the hand I offer to another,

being extended by this person,

to another person, then to another, and to another…

Until all the world’s people are linked

by hands of friendship.

 

Perhaps then we will have Heaven on Earth.

 

Amen