I visited a world, and all of the world’s creatures were dying – and the creatures didn’t care. At least not enough to do much about it.
The ruling class referred to themselves as humans, mens, womans, people, persons. The creatures below them were called animals – birds, dogs, lions, sharks, wombats, cows. They had many names for the animals.
And the mens and womans and lions and wombats were all dying. Some were dying quickly, some slowly; some were killing others, some were killing themselves.
On occasion, some would seem to be sad about the death of a creature in close proximity to them. The dying in the animal class, the humans – the ruling class – cared much less about. If the animal lived inside the “home” with the humans, the humans would sometimes cry – especially the small humans. They would often dig a hole behind the home, place the dead creature inside the hole, and then refill the hole (I was shocked to learn they do this same practice when one of their own class dies, but with a more elaborate and well-practiced ceremony). The humans would then stand around the hole-no-longer, talking, crying, laughing, until they returned to their home. Some days later, a new animal moved into the home.
If the animal lived outside the home (but still in close proximity to the home), they – the mens and womans – cared very little about the deaths. They always cared most about the dogs, then the cats, then sometimes the horses – and that was it. They would sometimes execute the same into-the-hole ritual for the outside dwelling dogs and cats and horses, but did very different things for the other animals.
If an animal was killed by another animal or some other cause (sickness, starvation, etc.), more often than not, the animal was left in its place to rot and/or be consumed by other animals. If the humans killed the animals, the humans often consumed the animal themselves. Unless the animal was killed by accident, say with one of their rolling ships (cars, trucks, vans, they call these) – they would leave the animal to rot.
Now, the death of a humans is much more complex.
First, know this: Every humans believes it will one day die and yet that day is each mens and womans greatest fear.
There is a great wide spectrum of intelligence among the humans concerning death and living. Generally, no humans wants to die. They hold classes and sell information on ways mens and womans can move and what they should and should not consume in an effort to delay their inevitable Death Day. There are humans who are great students of these classes, pushing their Death Days as far back as possible.
And yet, there are other humans – equally as scared of their own Death Days – who do the exact opposite as the death-delayers. These death-bringer-onners are more often than not at least twice the size of the death-delayers. They spend the majority of their lives sitting or lying down, moving as little as possible, and they are almost always eating the very things the death-delayers avoid eating.
The death-delayers often live close to twice as long as the death-bringer-onners – but in the end, they have an end. Both die. And even though one day all humans will die, the humans are always in shock and disbelief when a humans close to them dies – whether it’s a death-delayer or even a death-bringer-onner.
The most important thing a humans does is work. Humans divide their temporary time into intervals called minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years – and in that order, from smallest to largest. On average, the humans spend a minimum of five of their seven days in a week going to their work. On those days, they will spend at least eight of their twenty-four hours at their work. Work is the humans most practiced religion (more on religion later). And on average, they are all miserable. The humans are at their happiest when they do not go to work on a day in which they normally go to work. They call these days vacations or holiday. But more often than not, to work the humans go, pushing through their miserableness because work – they believe – is the most important thing a humans does. I say all that to say this: You can tell how hurt a humans is by the death of another humans by how many days of work mens or womans misses.
If it’s one of the very little humans who live with the bigger humans (childrens and parents, they call these) that dies, the bigger humans (the parents) will miss very many days of their work. These deaths are very dramatic. I’ve even seen some of the bigger humans never return to their work (abandoning their religion altogether, which, as I explain later, is a very big deal to a humans) or in the very least find a completely new work (also big). I’ve seen parents kill themselves after experiencing the Death Day of a little humans. My theory on this is the bigger humans is trying to locate the smaller humans in one of the two locations in which humans believe they visit after their Death Day (much more on this later).
If it’s one of the humans who (for a humans) has had a very delayed Death Day, often no work days are missed. The humans are still shocked and saddened and do crying, but after the Death Day ceremony, the humans are quick to return to their normal schedule.
When it’s the death of a humans somewhere between a little humans and a death-delayed humans, the experience – on average – lies somewhere in between the two described experiences.
The humans are very concerned with delaying death, but they’ve entirely abandoned stopping death. Death, humans believe, is inevitable. And even though it is the humans absolute and greatest fear, they believe there is nothing – besides delaying – they can do about it.
The acceptance of their demise has altered the humans brains from our own and has created a new way of thinking in which the humans call “imaginaryation”. Since there is no escaping death, the humans use their imaginaryation to ascribe meaning to their deaths.
Most meaning comes from structures the humans created called religion. Religion is very important to the humans. There are very many types of religions and even within one relgion, there are many different ways of interpreting or perceiving one religion. And yet, despite the differences and varieties, almost all of the religions say the same thing: Believe in X so you can do Y so you can go to Z when your Death Day arrives (X = divinity; Y = goodness; Z = Somewhere Better).
Some of the humans are very religious, doing things daily to remind them of their religion. Some of the humans are mildly religious, attending their religion’s organized meetings one to four times a month (thirty-ish days or about four and a half weeks). And there are some mens and womans barely religious at all, but who are just religious-minded enough to feel more comfortable about their always approaching Death Day.
Though the differences and varieties in the religions are very slight and largely just in names and titles, the humans are very pro their individual religion but even more so anti other religions. There are very many historical humans recordings showing great violence between groups of humans of different religions. And like I said, yes, the humans are very excited about which religion they have selected for themselves, but they are much more excited about hating the religions (and the people of those religions) they decided not to select.
I saw many humans who met the bare minimum requirements of religion who still carried a near-violent rage towards humans of other religions. Most interesting, almost always the hating humans knew zero mens and womans who they claimed to hate. In reality, the hating humans hated no mens and womans; they hated their ideas of them.
I believe the religions are important to the humans because since they have no solution for death, religions is their answer for why death (and consequently, life) exists.
Life exists so you can have the opportunity to choose to believe in X (divinity) so you can then be propelled to do Y (goodness). Death exists so you can be rewarded for believing in X and doing Y, and you finally can leave Here and go to Z (Somewhere Better). Interestingly enough, all humans have observed that when a human dies, their bodies (no matter how religious the individual) do exactly as the animals who are not consumed: they don’t go to Z, they rot in the dirt. The humans have used their imaginaryation to make sense of this.
Each mens and womans is a caged creature. When you see a mens and womans, you, they believe, only see their body. The True mens and womans is inside the body. The Trueness, I’ll call it. The Trueness isn’t an organ or a body part: The Trueness is simply a thought created in the brain of the humans just like any other humans thought (“I like red vehicles,” “I like naked humans,” “I like sweet foods,” etc.). When the humans body dies, somehow this thought, The Trueness, is finally freed from its prison cell (the brain) and escapes the prison yard (the body) and runs away to Z.
In all my studies and observations of the humans bodies, I have not been able to observe this escaping thought or The Trueness. No matter how a mens or womans dies, it seems every part of them dies completely. For the sake of the humans and their Trueness, I ended very many humans in very many different ways hoping to allow The Trueness to escape (choking, drowing, burning, dismemberment, disease, poison, starvation/dehydration, stabbing/cutting, vehicle hitting, etc.), but never was I helpful in assisting the humans Trueness’s travels to Z.
The humans always die. They know this, they accept this, and though they hate this, they are doing nothing about it (for some, it’s even against their religion). And for that reason, the humans planet should be avoided and left out of the alliance. It’s worthless. Its Death Day is inevitable – be it by our hands, their own hands, their X’s hands, or the hands of our cursed enemy, 07XZR9T-4EQ – the humans will die; because the humans always die.