Fiction: The Strangers
Carol and Bob
Carol and Bob were new neighbours. They enjoyed walks in the wilderness, together.
At least there was still the wilderness. Nature flourished under their watchful gaze. No one could encroach on it anymore. The wilderness business had been good, since the strangers arrived.
The strangers had come, completely undetected from another galaxy. Perhaps they had been there all-along, but when they revealed themselves, it was not long until the influence of governments, armies, and imaginary lines on maps no longer mattered to the populace of Earth.
The Stranger's Declaration
Creatures of Earth, hear us. We are The Strangers. We arrive at your planet so that you may immediately cease your conflicts and torment of one another. You are a despicable, self-hating species; and you must behave. You set a poor example for this region of the galaxy. What would less civilised species think of your behaviour?
From this moment, your so called nations are no more. A quarter of your planet's land mass will be left to become a natural wilderness, a reservation where none of your kind will be allowed to exploit. This is necessary, or you shall all perish through your mismanagement of your eco-systems.
The ordinary infrastructure of your day to day life will be governed and operated by us, The Strangers. This includes, but is not limited to the following processes:
- Water Distribution
- Energy Distribution, including Electrical, Chemical, and Liquid
- Communications Infrastructure
- Sustenance
This means that each of you will be responsible for, and personally own approximately 6900 square metres each. These parcels of land will be distributed randomly. Your so called "Family units" will not be allocated land together. If you want land together, you must trade with another.
Carol and Bob
Walking through the wilderness wasn't considered exploitation. They enjoyed it. They had come from nations now fragmented, and found common ground through their neighbouring plots.
"Funny how people can get along with one another when they want for nothing." She said to Bob.
"Well, there is something I want," He said. He bent to pick a flower. She looked on in horror.
Will this doom the planet? She asked herself. She closed her eyes and waited.
Image by @riverflows, sourced from: "Happy Days"
I see you are having fun 😁
you could have tagged Anka she loves this subject ❤️
I am always having fun. I'll page @ankapolo directly so she can come have a look at the path I abandoned here. :P
💗 @opidia thank you for invoking me here, and helping me take a little break from my work in the cave.
my pleasure 🩷
i miss your chatting 🌺
Brave of him to pick the flower, but some needs can be strong. 😅
The story ends there because I didn't want to deal with consequence. :P
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LOL. Hormones vs. Aliens: 1:0
Worrisome. Even love is doomed. Will this continue?
Do you think it should? I liked leaving it on the precipice, as a writer, that's easier than dealing with conclusions.
I see you have found a hill I would die on.
Thanks!
Always give the pretty lady a flower. That's my hill.
These 'Strangers' lightly reminds me of "Childhood's End" by ACC.
I'm going to indulge in some 3rd neighbor observer perspective:
Carol, darling, you need to lighten-up sometimes, don't follow the rules so closely, it's just a tiny old-fashioned little gesture... no one's gonna know...
(They gonna know.)
Bob, you horny idiot, giving women the reproductive organs of plants has been out of fashion for decades now, due to it also being criminally illegal.
Seriously though, I kinda like the idea of plopping people in random plots of land all over the globe and elimination all borders.
But if everyone takes a flower...
And if no takes a flower...
What is the point of the human obsession with flower?
I really loved Childhood's End. Thoroughly! The Strangers are also slightly inspired, a little bit from some stuff out of China Mieville's fucking excellent The City and The City.
Notes taken.
Yah, I don't know why flowers... must have started by some anxiety riddled ape.
Tulip Mania
wow crazy:
Evidence suggests that the practice began as early as 60,000 years ago, with flower petals found in ancient graves, possibly symbolizing remembrance or offering good luck for the afterlife.
Jesus must have had thousands of medicinal plants in his tomb for him to come out looking for more after three days
mostly ganga ( for real )
along with giants ( bones )
Awww thanks for using this image with this lovely post. I'd SO be an authoritarian dictator alien. Sort them people right out.
Me grandson the other day, thieving a tiger striped viola from the pot, ignoring my mock admonishment: Grandma, you have lots of flowers, of course it's okay I take one..
The Strangers will destroy the Earth for it. For sure.
I'd destroy the Earth for less some days. Tailgaters. Paper bags. Cigarette butts.