Is God a Spaceman?

 As you gaze upon the countless stars in the night sky have you ever asked yourself, 'Are we alone?' Of course you have and thanks to recent technologies, for one, the 'Hubble Telescope.' We can see the secrets of our universe slowly unfolding in front of us. It's becoming harder to think we humans are the only ones in the Cosmos. Certainly, there are forms of life out there. Why wouldn't there be?

Are we unique? Or is that question a precursor to our own vanity? 

So here we are, on Earth-our Goldilocks planet. Its position and movement in space make it not too hot, and not too cold. Just right. Not forgetting a nitrogen blue sky and plenty of water. There are many  planetary systems like ours in the universe, with planets orbiting a host star. But were all the way out here, stuck on a rim world, far away from all the action, in an outer spiral arm of the Milky Way.          Hardly seems fair. Using a half-decent telescope you can plainly see the party is pumping out there.- It's electric. But why are 'we' not out there? I have a theory I devised while listening to 'The Prodigy' and extinguishing a kitchen fire. Please.Walk with me on this one.

    

The party is pumping out there and were all back of the bus

Since the dawn of our creation all humans do is 'Eat-Fight and make tiny humans, (repeat)'. Maybe  'out there' we had another 'Earth' where possible we tried very, very hard to coexist with other species on other planets. But our tendency to overpopulate and extreme hunger meant the colonization of other worlds and that sometimes meant going to war and we, as humans, are good at that. Eating, fighting,  and making tiny humans is what we do best. It's in our bones. There must have been some sort of alien uprising. A purge against 'humans'. Selective slaughter. Extermination. Terrible wars ensued across the known universe and after some time of it all, leaving remaining pockets of 'humans' scattered throughout the galaxies, and on the endangered list. The cull was over. Time to rebuild.

But what to do with the survivors of the 'human' race'? Their home planet obliterated during the wars. They couldn't very well live among thriving, civilized communities. There was, however, a world at the edge of the universe they might occupy. A world far, far way away.

Great 'Ark's', colony vessels were built and 'humans' were herded inside. Calculating it would take three 'human' generations before the colony ships orbited 'Earth'. Enough time to lose all craft skills and history of whence they came. Encouraged to mate in breeding pens, their infants are separated at learning age. The 'Ark' ships continued their long journey through space.

Around 300,000 years ago colony vessels arrived on Earth, landing in the once lush fertile plains, wetlands and forests of  Africa. It is here the 'passengers'  alighted. In what is now the Kalahari Desert of Botswana. 

There are early cave drawings and mysterious rock art from around the world depicting alien-like figures which suggest aliens from other planets have been interacting with humans since prehistoric times. Could they represent our abductees? When dropped, does toast lay buttered side down on the floor?

And our race into space? I don't think we'll get passed the far side of the Sun before an Escapulan frigate escorts us back to Earth or a Dalmenian 'Cloud Roller' blasts us to smithereens. We are not wanted out there. Hell. Do you want humans living as close neighbors? Thought not. Nor do I.

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