Love is an alien species as far as I’m concerned;
Alien, exotic, other-worldly;
I am an Alien and a stranger to this world, this galaxy, this space.
As these three are.
These Alien Lovers/Family were captured together.
They are creatures from outer space; extraterrestrial. (I love the sound of that word – extraterrestrial – extra as in having more, being more).
They are unlike one’s own; they are strange; not belonging here. I feel that way so often; Alien, not belonging, strange.
What amazes is that the word, alien, has been around since the 1300′s. Are we all alien? Yes, I think perhaps we may be. I can’t pretend to comprehend you. I don’t expect you to comprehend me.
These three mirror the familiar; compare them to the telephone pole. Don’t they look the same? I learn by mimicking my peers; so often I am lost to the nuances of society. There are days, months, decades where I’ve felt that I would survive easier by leaving the familiar for the new, the exotic. And I did, for the most part. It is staying in one place that limits me. It is staying tight within those limits that which I fear.
I am a stranger exploring a strange land, confused by strange customs. You may know me. I may be new. I may be old. I may be an acquaintance. I may be an outsider even though I have been here forever. I am not a visitor or a guest but I am alien to this community. I am unaccustomed to your customs.
Be patient; teach me how to be human.
Art work brought to you today by James S. Korpan, a local artist.
The title comes from this book, A Deepness in the Sky. I have not read the book so I have no idea what it is about. Someone read it and come back and tells us about it, please.
P. S. Is it spring yet? The ice cream store across from me opened on Friday – it was also open briefly on Valentine’s Day.
So, this means it must be spring – yes?