Wednesday, September 12, 2018

#QueerBlogWed: From Earth With Love

On August 15, 2018,  P.T. Wyant posted at ptwyant.com a Wednesday Words prompt of having an alien on holiday to the primitive planet of Earth share an entry from the alien's travel journal.

That inspired this...

Most Reverend Farce,

We wouldn’t believe the comedy which passes for existence upon this primitive planet. 

First of all, these lesser beings only have use of five senses. Not that they do much with those. They are capable of hearing, yet they don’t listen to each other. They accuse certain members of their alien race of lying, yet the most blatant and obvious liars among them get away with it. These creatures not only put up with their deplorable behavior, they put them in positions of power and trust, only be be utterly surprised when the liar abuses its position. 

We would be recommeding putting together a comedic team and invading, turning the invasion into a business and spirtually paid vacation, only we fear the humour offered by these aliens is too crude and obvious for our discerning worshippers. Besides we would have to cope with the backwater condtions of this planet. 

First of all, these creatures still have gravity. We thought even the most isolationist, technology phobic worlds had achieved some control of it. 

Second, these aliens actually indulge in gender roles for their entire lives, hardly ever changing them, except for a select few whom are regarded with suspicion for doing so. 

Yes, we know. We can’t even begin to comprehend how they manage to lead satisfying lives. 

Last, many of the religions on this planet actually take their faith seriously, if you’ll pardon the blasphemy. We shudder to think of the consequences this petty little world will bring down upon itself for ignoring the Divine Call to Laughter. 

Still we’re glad we can here for no other reason that we appreciate even more deeply how fortunate to be part of the consciousness of our home rather than to exist in serious isolation, trapped in a male or female state without even the comfort of holy humour. It’s something to ponder in those questionable moments of seriousness. 

Yours in Laughter,
Travelling Spud


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