Fiction, Nonfiction...and the Truth

by Hugh Mungus

The world is like a ride at an amusement park, and when you choose to go on it you think it's real, 'cuz that's how powerful our minds are. And the ride goes up and down, and around and 'round. It has thrills and chills, and it's very brightly colored, and it's very loud. And it's fun...for a while.

Some people have been on the ride for a long time, and they begin to question, "Is this real, or is this just a ride?"

And other people have remembered, and they come back to us, and they say, "Hey, don't worry. Don't be afraid ever, because this is just a ride."

And we...kill those people. "Shut him up. We have a lot invested in this ride. Shut him up. Look at my furrows of worry. Look at my big bank account, and my family. This has to be real."

It's just a ride. But we always kill those good guys who try and tell us that. You ever notice that? And let the demons run amok.

But it doesn't matter, because it's just a ride, and we can change it anytime we want. It's only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings of money. A choice, right now, between fear and love.

The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your door, buy guns, close yourself off.

The eyes of love instead see all of us as one.

- Bill Hicks

Who - in their rational mind - would care to live on a desert island, with no known method of escape?

Yet, doesn't all of humanity reside on a desert island - one we refer to as Earth - with no suitable plan of circumvention, should we be forced to evacuate the celestial body we call home?

Isn't it plausible this planet is a sizable spacecraft traversing this Universe? Such being accurate, wouldn't each human upon this vessel be an astronaut? If this is so, doesn't it benefit us to maintain the ship upon which we're traveling? Doesn't deliberately damaging this craft ensure our demise?

Then what's with all the nuclear weapons testing? How about the pernicious burning of fossil fuels? What used car salesman sold us on continually leaking nuclear power plants, when we've the Sun - the biggest fusion reactor in this Solar System - residing in our celestial backyard? And what of the hundreds of thousands of tons of radioactive garbage created by these facilities, for which we have no feasible method of storage?

Moreover, if Homo sapiens are astronauts on this vessel, doesn't destruction of each other mean termination of us all? It's analogous to Spock continuously conspiring to kill Kirk. If such were so, the USS Enterprise would crash before its crew could complete season one.

As humans, we see ourselves as the consummate of intellect. In actuality, we can't know much, since this Universe is vast, and we're solely one species of insect on a microscopic dot in the cosmic spectrum.

Earth is a speck of dust in a colossal, celestial ocean. Upon that particle is an even more minuscule morsel known as humanity.

It's essential to our survival we learn as much about our environment as possible. Yet, doctrines like the Bible, the Koran and the Torah assure us there's nothing we need research outside them, since they're dogmas of some omniscient deity, and thus explain everything there is to know. If all humankind were to have lived by the letter of these publications, we would've invented nothing, and still be marveling at fire.

Even though the above books assert to possessing answers to every question asked, why can't we reference them for the solution to anti-gravity propulsion, interstellar travel or zero-point energy?

My books, blogs and articles disentangle what most humans believe is reality. It's a painful truth to learn you've been living a series of lies, when you're 103. Examine the words within. You'll question what you once believed was real.

When you view the human plight from an impartial eye, the insanity of what most of us are doing is all too apparent.

Apart from the author, nobody's gonna read my literary efforts. This is too bad, as the erudition herein is thicker than a five pound pork chop.

Then again, most folks - probably you included - don't exist in reality.

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