had a dream about a spaceship full of aliens who were on their way to make first contact on Earth and evaluate us as a species.
And to decide whether or not to destroy Earth, pave it for inhabitting, or leave it alone based on the character of its indigineous species. Well, little did they know at first they were kinda early seeing as how humans were still living in caves and fire was latest technology, but the aliens didn't even get a chance to find out. A saboteur on their ship set loose some cargo they were carrying from their homeworld which were like... big alien Rhinos. Kinda like the hunter "dogs" from Predators. Anyways, the big ass rhinos tore through the ship causing it to crash on Earth's moon.
The crash itself killed all but two of the aliens. And they escape from the wreckage and had to hide from the rhinos, who also survived. And for a while it was like... this game of survival like an all alien Predators on our moon.
But one of the aliens died from injuries sustained in the crash, and the rhinos would disappear at length, roaming around exploring the dusty dunes.
And decades and decades went by. Apparently the alien didn't need food or anything.
He constructed shelter for himself from rocks and from some of the fuselage, making little fortresses in caves and craters.
He wasn't really an emotional fella. Very blank. Like, never sad or depressed. It wasn't like he wasn't capable of emotions, it was like he never knew they existed. Like he didn't see things as hopeless, it was just matter-of-fact.
Anyways, believe it or not centuries passed, and he telepathically scanned the Earth, which was like as easy and arbitrary to their kind as scanning for a channel on a radio. He was simply bored. And had the ability to "tune in" so to speak, to peoples lives.
It was like a spy camera type of thing, like mental projection anchored on telepathy and powered by brain waves or something.
Anyways, he was stunned by what he saw, progress and all that stuff and he would watch peoples lives and watch how they interact and emote and deal with things. He was fascinated and would take mental notes.
He watched for ages. He saw whole societies rise and fall, he saw wars and famine.
And for a long time he stopped watching because of all the bloodshed and anguish.
In was in this hiatus he found one of his shelters completely wrecked.
And he found one of the rhinos were still alive, and it had eaten the others.
And it was bigger. MUCH bigger.
And the dream again dipped into the survival area. And he evaded him again, and the rhino fell into a deep dark cavern.
Anyways, by the time the alien tuned in again, it was more or less modern day. And he had tuned into the day to day of this brutal inner city gangster character. And the alien was saddened that if anything, humans had only gotten worse.
But before he tuned out, he saw something he didn't expect.
The gangster guy, put his own life in danger to rescue a woman and her child from a burning car about to fall off of a cliff.
And this astounded the alien. Compassion. It was mind blowing to him.
So he tuned in more closely to other people, and begin to see things like acts of kindness, and mercy, he saw concepts like love and empathy in action. He was amazed. He watched as much as he could, all over the world.
And took in a big side of humanity itself he hadn't been looking at before.
And in his watching, he began to feel emotions himself and after like, another couple dozen decades, he got a message through the wrecked ship's channel thing. And it was a wide band broadcast that his homeworld was sending another evaluation vessel to Earth, ordered to judge with extreme prejudice.
The alien knew he didn't have much time to get across to the new captain that the human race required lengthy observation and that that they shouldn't be summarily judged.
So he broke his telepathic link with Earth and aimed it at the new vessel, but right then, the rhino came back and impaled him in a big fight, and the alien finally killed him by sending him flying into a crater full of sharp spiky rocks.
The alien crawled back to his spot, where he watched earth from, this little dune he would lean against and he tuned back into the captain and sent him this massive telepathic message.
Something to the effect of:
"I have been the sole survivor of the last vessel, and I have been watching this species as they've grown up and formed their own societies. Do not judge them so harshly. They are worth observing for a long time to come. They made be self destructive and power hungry... but I have seen them act with compassion for one another. They love, they live. They can have mercy and they can feel each other's pain... they feel deeply in a way we have yet to discover. Don't destroy them. Keep an eye on them. For as unlikely as it may be... we could learn from them. We should stick around and watch from afar until the time they are mature enough to learn from us. By then, here's hoping we too are worth learning from."
Acompanying his speech was this montage of everything he'd seen from humanity, ending with all their acts of goodness.
And it cut to a shot of him, dying, leaning against the dune, watching the sun rise on the Earth as it turned.
And in his eyes (which turned wicked reflective when he was emotional) we could see all the kind acts of love and compassion he witnessed from mankind flashing literally before his eyes.
And he died.
And then the next vessel's captain ordered to land next to him on the moon. Which there they did an honor ritual over him and left a cloaked beacon on the moon, and it was like...
by the time humanity can discover its signal, will be when we should return. We shall leave them to learn and grow in our absence.
And the vessel left.
And that was it.
It was SO cool!
I woke up feeling like I'd seen a whole new movie.
I wanted to write a damn script or something.
was like Moon, meets Predators, meets... idk something life affirming and inspirational.
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