After watching the movie “Disclosure Day”
When I watch this movie, the first thing that comes to mind is Carl Sagan.
I believe in the principles of ecology, so I think the universe can be reused.
The universe is a pretty big place; wasting resources is forbidden.
The second thought that comes to mind is that Steven Spielberg deliberately chose
the most clichéd image of extraterrestrial life. I see those little green men
on the packaging of Martians Gummies, which I used to buy for my son all the time.
Then I wonder what I would do if Disclosure Day were to dawn tomorrow.
I’d offer my cats to the aliens in exchange for the alien doctors injecting me with
a drug that works for depression better than ketamine.
Then I’d say that I’ve always believed in extraterrestrial civilizations simply
because the Mayan pyramids and the Giza pyramid complex still exist.
I’d definitely show a photo of dubious quality of me posing on a tourist camel in Egypt.
I’d agree to be the universe’s doormat if they kept supplying me with
that superior ketamine substitute. Also, as if I’d caught a golden fish, I’d ask to live
in a colony on Mars for half a year. I wouldn’t object to taking a giant leap for humanity
And planting the Lithuanian flag on Saturn.
If Disclosure Day were to dawn tomorrow, and little green men with big antennas were to detect
all my lies, conformism, and mimicry skills, I wouldn’t resist.
Until everything became so normal that women in white would drink coffee and beat up scoundrels
alongside a whole guard of new life forms friendly to us. I’d gladly prepare drinks for them.
I’d hope that my cats, after all the stress they’ve been through, would still be able to purr.
I’d hope we wouldn’t catch diseases from other civilizations. I’d hope I could still write
strange, eco-friendly poems, drawing inspiration from all the innocent creatures of this Universe.