We Are The Aliens

Mars once had an atmosphere a little like our own meaning that water could exist in liquid form (there have been dead rivers and ice found - they say). Liquid water is essential for the biological process of building up proteins from amino acids (think of it as the 'cement' of the bricks of life - water is the cement and the proteins are the bricks).

The atmosphere on Mars was caused in the same way as Earth - a magnetic field from the north and south poles protects us from The Sun's scorching solar wind. This field is caused by the spinning molten core inside Earth (the core is molten as it is still cooling from when The Earth formed).

Mars is smaller than Earth and so the core has cooled faster - this means Mars' molten core has (nearly) solidified and the spinning molten volume is too small to provide a strong enough magnetic field to protect it from the solar wind. Because of this, at some time in the past, Mars' atmosphere collapsed and the water (and maybe life) dried up.

So when did this happen? - about 3.5 billion years ago? - about the same time life first formed on Earth?
A coincidence too far maybe, but planetary transfer or spitting may have occurred in the catastrophic death of Mars. A death that may have been the spark that fused The Earth's primeval soup, and the death that was the beginning of life on Earth.

In short, 'We are the Aliens'.



One final question:
Can a theory - a thought - change the future of the past?

Special K Theory of Relativity

Everything is Irrelevant.
Under intense interrogation by a really cool spot super-detective dude, Sunday is slightly less boring. A visionary, role model and super cool dude more relevant than everything.

Fear, Fables and Freedom

A Bug's Life - Understanding Humans

Once upon a time there was a lonely ant.
He'd got lost from the colony where he worked.
The ant had everything an ant could ever want
...and more.

The colony grew and progress was fast, though the ant was troubled as he could not understand his instinctive urges.

One night he wandered alone beyond the leaves, these leaves diminishing by the day but necessary for the colony survival.

The lonely ant had no plan,
and met a pretty ladybird in the distant grasses.

I'm not sure where the story ends.
I hope they have many adventures and live happily ever after.

Three Wise Men & the Prodigal Sun

A fairytale I wrote for my friends' birthdays.

Command and Copper - Napkin Rising

I think I've unwittingly started a war with Alan who runs my work deli. Firstly, he turned up in a dream to tell me off for taking too many napkins. The next day we exchanged a knowing glance as I reached for the napkins and withdrew just one.

To counter I decided to offload as much copper coins as possible in my morning purchase. A preemptive strike before the psychological mind dance we do over how many napkins I take.

I think he has become wise to this and is now bombarding me with such shrapnel copper when I require change. In response I reach into my copper jar every morning thus ensuring my ensuing victory. Victory to Falon Gong!

I also think Alan is the one who pushes me into the falling dream.

The Button Tin

Time to relax.
As a kid I did this by matching up buttons my Mum collected in a wee cylindrical tin, shorter than it was wide, that once had some sort of shiny fake-ruby things that I now realise were sweets. 

These were gone by the time I noticed it, and Mum had put buttons of so many interesting styles, colours and shapes. 
Sometimes there were buttons with pictures.

It was my favourite thing.

There! I'm all relaxed now.

The Tree of Life

Here are three trees that are part of my life. There are actually five trees I can think of that affected so much as to remember them. The two I haven't got pictures for are not included as I don't have a picture, and so will probably visit them soon and update. Road trip!

The first tree is one that represents what I think true love is. True Romance is carving names in nature...
... or digging each others grave in the woods, side by side, and filling your others with the dirt from your own - keeping each other alive.

The second tree is one that more than a few birds call home. It's like an ant colony of bird's nests. I bet they have some cuckoo parties. Sorry about that - it's a language trick, not a joke.

The third tree is the tree of hanging shoes, which is eerie and surreal if you associate the shoes with living people. There are either a lot of missing people somewhere, or a lot of people missing a shoe.

Edit: As promised, and I don't know who I promised, here are the two trees that I have no picture for. The first one was known to us as teenagers as The God tree and I've just sketched out it's position near the lake.

Hopefully The God tree still stands unlike what I now call The Gone Tree. The Gone Tree is now one of those new-build estates.



So I have 4/5 trees left. Maybe they are my life force, like lives in a computer game. Sometimes when you kick over bin and walk over a full cooked turkey or an apple your current life goes up a bit, but extra lives come along occasionally too. I should plant a tree.

Edit Edit: And so here is The God Tree in light dispersing beauty.