Hi all, just posting a brief story so everyone knows I’m still around and kicking…  This is not meant to be a serious work; it is just for fun.  

_A short work of fiction set in a galaxy far, far away..._

The three alien beings sat around eating dinner in the field of light.  The darkness was not very visible in the light because the beings of darkness felt that letting the light pass through them without disturbing it much was the ethical thing to do.  We’ll call them Ralph, Judy and Piglet for lack of being able to pronounce their real names.  Their language was spoken at such a low frequency it sounded like a variation in the sounds coming out of a black hole.

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Papa Ralph spoke slowly after downing _way_ too many beers, “I’m going to enslave humanity.”

Mama Judy looked up, a spoon of muck half in and out of her orifice, “Why in the universe would you want to do that?”  She looked at him with obvious disdain.

Piglet muttered half listening, while busy playing with his cyborg parts, “What’s humanity?”

Ralph said, “It for their own good, they are completely messing up their planet and stuck in a quagmire of greed, hatred and ignorance.”

Judy said, “That’s not really a good reason to enslave anything.”

Ralph said, “But we can’t just sit idly by watching them go down this totally self destructive path.  It’s kind of difficult to watch for anyone with even an ounce of compassion.”

Judy asked, “Why would enslaving humanity help the situation any?”

Ralph said, “It’s obvious they like doing stuff and can’t really think for themselves.  I’ll just think of something for them to do that doesn’t totally destroy whats left of their planet.  Maybe write computer software that infuriates and annoys less…  I don’t know really, I’ll think of something.”

Judy asked, “And how would you do that anyway?”

Ralph said, “I’ll just convince them that I’m God.  You know, any significantly advanced technology looks like magic to primitive people”

Judy said, “Now that’s really **not** very nice.”  The surface of her skin moved in a rather strange way.

Ralph said, “First we’ll just need to speed up Piglet there a mere thousand fold or so - he already moves pretty fast, so that shouldn’t be too hard.”

Piglet looked up pretty alarmed, “YOUR not sending me down *THERE!*”

Ralph said, “It’ll be just fine, you’ll be back in no time.  More happens in two flaps of a dung flies wings than a human lifetime.  Besides, there’s no life or death really, it’s scientifically proven.”

Judy said, “Listen, your not sending our only son down there, why are you suddenly so stuck in duality?  They’ll fix their problems or they won’t – it’s not our business to interfere.  Enslaving anything for their ‘own good’ just doesn’t cut it.  Do you remember what happened in the last great war?”

Ralph said,  “Ya, a few of the black holes thought they were the master race or something and tried to take over everything.  They almost did too, because things were so hierarchical and centralized at that time.”

Judy asked, “And what did we learn from that?”

Ralph started laughing, “Never throw anything you might want later into a black hole.”

Judy looked sternly, “Your missing my point, there’s a little thing called ‘free will.’  It’s kind of needed so we’re not living in an infinite field of near perfect blackness (or whiteness) and don’t start talking like a ‘black hole’ now.

Ralph liked it when Judy looked sternly and started uttering a steady stream of low, low octave B-Flat and little bubbles started forming in the dark matter.

Judy said, “Not listening, not listening, and you keep your spooge to yourself, I just had a child in the last ten thousand universal cycles and I don’t want another one right now.”

Piglet said, “Ya Dad, chill.  Have a cup of coffee or something...”

Ralph looked serious, “Piglet, you take out the trash.”

Piglet said, “*Seriously?*  Right in the middle of dinner?  Why is it always me that has to take out the trash?”

Ralph said, “Because it’s not me.  Your messing with my _beingness_.” 

Piglet was looking stubborn and grumpy and had stopped absorbing his food.

Ralph said, “Okay, you can take it out later but don’t forget or I’ll toss you down into the pit of light beings.”

Judy said sternly, “You’ll do no such thing.”

Ralph said, “Oh, just kidding – that probably wouldn’t fix anything really anyway...”

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The story is a focus on free will and meant to be a funny fictional work.

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Thanks for reading!  I always value your support and comments.  The pictures were taken by me with my Galaxy S9+. Text and graphics copyright 11/15/2018 lightsplasher & litesplasher.

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