HDRKID
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I will always love the venari. They are as a people rather small in size. Often I worry. They look so thin to the point of anorexia. Also, they are pale and sickly, and to our many germs – not immune.
Yet, they have worlds with no crime or war. Oh yes, they hate war. Also, they love peace. However, a war was coming. I could feel it deep in my bones and do wonder who can survive.
Back in ancient times they lived in towering glittering cities. However, those were gone. Sadly, this is due to an on going war. Reptilians attack us – again an again. Well, it is better to live one day on my feet as a man… oh yes, than to survive on my knees many years.
I wanted so badly to be one of em. Reminds me of a dog that does dream of running with a wolf pack and not begging for scraps. Maybe a horse in a stable with blinkers on. He wishes to join a group of wild untamed horses and start running free as the wind over the tall grass prairie Think of a dolphin in an aquarium yearning to swim in an open ocean. Perhaps a better metaphor is that it is better to fly free one day, than to live in a bird cage many years.
Here I was. Finally, I was on board the space ship and I could go any where in the universe. However, it was just for the summer. After that, I would return just as I did promise. Still, it is better to be free for one day than as a slave many years.
All the aliens were hugging me. I was so happy that I was crying. Finally, the wolf pack accepted me.
Certainly, the venari are very merry. All of them were signing. I did join in. All of us did eat some ice cream. Afterwards, they took me to my room. Like wow, it was big as a house even, and not a little cabin like you see in movies. They have all the resources in our universe. Probably you are thinking of those tiny cabins of passengers on a cruise. However, here there are no passengers. All of us were crew.
Let me add that these aliens have no hierarchy, but it is like grasshoppers that have no king or queen.
Proverbs 30:27 The locusts have no king, yet go they forth all of them by bands;
Hey, even bees have a queen. Also, so it is with ants, termites, and wasps even.
It is the queen bee that leads her swarm. Who leads a grasshopper swarm – no one.
That is how it is in a hive of vernari. All work for a purpose in common. That said, none is king or queen.
People have asked me, “Why do all the venari have hair as white as snow?”
I do not know the answer. Better to ask me – why do dogs bark and cats meow?
That is simply how they are. Certainly there is very little diversity as they all look almost the same.
Funny, humans should look the same. After all, we were all Adam’s daughters or sons once. Yet, there are so many differences that it is hard to believe it is still one species.
Well, these venari were not sons of Adam, nor did they carry any curse.
I should have known that something was very wrong when I was welcomed aboard with open arms. There was on the ship plenty of room. Oh wow, that is never a good sign. People need to keep their eyes open.
Please excuse my unfathomable stupidity as I am not wise. I actually volunteered to become a warrior. That is like a tired old retired cop. He likes the soft cushy job of guarding bank vaults full of gold, until one day he is shot in the gut and sees his life slowly seep away.
Guarding a hive full of honey is almost the same. There are those who want to take it all away. Expect trouble and soon.
Yet, they have worlds with no crime or war. Oh yes, they hate war. Also, they love peace. However, a war was coming. I could feel it deep in my bones and do wonder who can survive.
Back in ancient times they lived in towering glittering cities. However, those were gone. Sadly, this is due to an on going war. Reptilians attack us – again an again. Well, it is better to live one day on my feet as a man… oh yes, than to survive on my knees many years.
I wanted so badly to be one of em. Reminds me of a dog that does dream of running with a wolf pack and not begging for scraps. Maybe a horse in a stable with blinkers on. He wishes to join a group of wild untamed horses and start running free as the wind over the tall grass prairie Think of a dolphin in an aquarium yearning to swim in an open ocean. Perhaps a better metaphor is that it is better to fly free one day, than to live in a bird cage many years.
Here I was. Finally, I was on board the space ship and I could go any where in the universe. However, it was just for the summer. After that, I would return just as I did promise. Still, it is better to be free for one day than as a slave many years.
All the aliens were hugging me. I was so happy that I was crying. Finally, the wolf pack accepted me.
Certainly, the venari are very merry. All of them were signing. I did join in. All of us did eat some ice cream. Afterwards, they took me to my room. Like wow, it was big as a house even, and not a little cabin like you see in movies. They have all the resources in our universe. Probably you are thinking of those tiny cabins of passengers on a cruise. However, here there are no passengers. All of us were crew.
Let me add that these aliens have no hierarchy, but it is like grasshoppers that have no king or queen.
Proverbs 30:27 The locusts have no king, yet go they forth all of them by bands;
Hey, even bees have a queen. Also, so it is with ants, termites, and wasps even.
It is the queen bee that leads her swarm. Who leads a grasshopper swarm – no one.
That is how it is in a hive of vernari. All work for a purpose in common. That said, none is king or queen.
People have asked me, “Why do all the venari have hair as white as snow?”
I do not know the answer. Better to ask me – why do dogs bark and cats meow?
That is simply how they are. Certainly there is very little diversity as they all look almost the same.
Funny, humans should look the same. After all, we were all Adam’s daughters or sons once. Yet, there are so many differences that it is hard to believe it is still one species.
Well, these venari were not sons of Adam, nor did they carry any curse.
I should have known that something was very wrong when I was welcomed aboard with open arms. There was on the ship plenty of room. Oh wow, that is never a good sign. People need to keep their eyes open.
Please excuse my unfathomable stupidity as I am not wise. I actually volunteered to become a warrior. That is like a tired old retired cop. He likes the soft cushy job of guarding bank vaults full of gold, until one day he is shot in the gut and sees his life slowly seep away.
Guarding a hive full of honey is almost the same. There are those who want to take it all away. Expect trouble and soon.