currently, there are 6.87 billion people living on the Earth. if my pencil-math is correct, every human – if they claim land as if it was so easy to just say “dibs” – can each claim about 21,600 sq. km out of this planet’s 1.49 million sq. km land area. this would be an awesome number but who would call dibs on the Sahara? or Antarctica? (i’d call dibs on Harry Potter’s World). geohive.com estimates that in 40 years, the earth’s population will be around 10 billion people. thank your god/s for condominiums. oh wait…

i remembered. i just saw something online about a health worker teaching sex workers how to avoid the i-won’t-wear-a-condom talk with a client. it’s terribly educational. and hilarious. and slightly unsafe for work. unless, you’re the sex worker – this is your webinar. quiz after video.

im getting off topic.

the thing is, my disc lost wifi when i was orbiting past the star system where Alderon once belonged to before it was blasted to smithereens. I guess planetary remains are not radio-friendly.

nah. i was just being a lazy alien with a bigger belly. i guess right now i’m just making excuses not to look at things which, is the whole point of this blog so if you think you’ll get something good out of this post, good luck.

ps. i wanted to wink but having one eye does not really do me any good.

i had been lucky enough to witness a huge rainbow a few days ago. what with all the smog, rainbows are very hard to witness nowadays on this planet. despite the knowledge of refraction and light rays hitting water droplets in the sky, it is still fascinating  how the earth’s magnificence unleashes its beauty right before your eye (plural if you’re human).

of course, due to global warming and air pollution, the very idea of rainbows seem inexistent nowadays. the humans seem indifferent about their planet anyway. i can always go back to my own should this earth be buried in its waste but i intend to do something. this alien shall not allow this earth to be a graveyard of the living.

please let this alien know what he can do.

why is it that humans can lift refrigerators, cars or their mothers and run miles when in danger or in a catastrophe? and why can’t they replicate it afterwards? simple. they call it the fight or flight response. i remembered the time i first set foot on earth after having landed in a field and seen by this male human who wore a funny straw head gear. he remained frozen on the spot for around five seconds then ran as fast as a leopard on sprint. i originally noted humans to be fast sprinters then found out that they can’t even run from their own wives. that was my first encounter with fight or flight.

some accounts report that humans can lift heavy objects and throw them when in a stress-induced incident, like fires. at some point, the brain controls that niche in your cranium and activates all the processes needed to release the needed strength. your heart pumps more blood, pupils dilate, and reflexes accelerate. all of this makes it favorable for accurate movement.

so why can’t humans have this extra strength all the time?

simple. they will die. like all matter in this multiverse, all need balance. human bodies need to achieve homeostasis and a body forever in excited state may well get weary and the immune system may get weakened over long periods of stress. until humans lift buildings as a normal daily routine, their genes are in a long way to evolving into superman’s.

couch surfers can host their own homes to other couch surfers for free. the surfer can return the favor by helping out the host with chores. there is no rule to this but the whole idea is gaining new connections from different parts of the world. the community is now almost 1.5 million with members scattered all throughout the globe with over 1 million couches available for anyone who needs a place to stay.

it is nice to note that humans interact so wonderfully. they think of ways to bridge gaps (and save on hotel costs) between distances. perhaps can i make my disc available soon once i buy a couch that will not bend during wormhole travels. for the meantime, i am only open for coffee and midnight snacks.

visit couchsurfing.org for more information.

it is rather odd to say that all life forms came from cosmic dust. wonderful yet mind-boggling to accept the fact that all life in the universe were born out of a meteor carrying organic particles – the basic elements carbon, oxygen and hydrogen. in so much as a tiny speck of an atom, the infinitesimal spark of life exploded with serene direction and destiny.

and so, the tree of life is born. the power of a supernatural being had really existed above all wonders that space had hidden from the very intelligence of mankind (and my kind too). we, cyclons, had devoured our minds in search of an omnipresent being. yet i stand that there is one. we now call it gravity. all complex life forms had been built out of a need to conglomerate due to a very strong attractive force that eventually bound all elements together in a single piece.

and then our worlds had become what we know of it now. it could well be different and the world continues to wonder us by its very mysteries.

stare. see. gasp.

and then there is a matter of their medical science.

my yearly (that’s 3 earth years and 55 earth days to you) tuning with the healers was in check. i am unfortunately stranded because the wormhole on cygnet was announced to be having force majeur, whatever that means. so i decided to go to a tellurian healer.

the doctor. started his task of getting my stats. he measured my altitude and mass and had gotten a sample of my blood which i found unethical when he sniggered once it flowed through the tube. later on i have found out that human blood is red whereas mine was purple. i was then checked for blood pressure, breathing, heartbeat, pulse… poked and frisked about, and sometimes electrocuted that i felt like a lab rat. the technicians panicked when they saw through my x-ray… literally. i told them they wont see a thing since my structure is not made of  calcium. they then took me to…

the room. the doctor ordered me to remove my clothes and my singular eyebrow raised half an inch. he told me it was standard procedure. i was to object that us cyclorians never remove our belt but i felt that since i am immersing with earthlings, i might as well follow what they do. he said he shall perform a digital rectal examination and asked me to bend over. ah! finally! something i can relate to. in cyclos, they run scans digitally so to ease the process of examination. i was pondering on this fact about my planet when i suddenly felt cold fingers touch base with my intestines. $*#*! i squirmed and grabbed my ray gun and blasted the doctor to oblivion*. you do not poke an alien’s hindquarters! i stormed out of the office flushed, walked to the parking lot, jumped into my disc and spat as i flew to the setting sun.

* oblivion is a blackhole in the center of andromeda.

You can do something. support the copenhagen climate summit. december 2009.

or you can start by cleaning your room.

:i was a victim of mistaken identity. i am very fond of starfishes but i never wanted them near explosives. i adore the sea and the water so shall never treat them as the worst punishment to sinners. i would have enjoyed noah’s time.

:i am a up graduate. i have learned how to spell words and correct my own grammar. patriotism has been shoved to the niches of my brain despite my superior knowledge of english. i can even spell the hacker who brought on me this wretched predicament. otherwise, i would not have passed the upcat.

:i am a pr consultant. i know what will sell to the scouring eyes of the sinners who blame other people for their own mistakes. i have made my life a pavement of success by painting my tongue and polishing my letters. why should i disgrace myself in a comment?

If she is killed due to “patriotic” reasons … she deserved it if she was not hacked … if she was hacked … well …. then we can always blame the hacker … whoever he is … hehehe - comment from yahoo answers

i guess it all points down to fingers. since you were badly hit by a typhoon so violent, you needed someone to point your fingers at.  i am not that person. you do not dare use my name if your pet died or you lose your job. i am not your wall. you cannot pee on me when you gotta go. it is your responsibility to seek the truth as it is my job to tell it. but i am in no obligation to prove myself. you have sinned more than my hacker did if you still believe that i really was the one who posted those insensitive comments.

i shall forever have to bear the shame and so i hope with you.

:its been a long time since i had last posted. was drunk for a couple of days i can’t remember a thing.

this cycle will never cease. even a single prokaryotic organism can become a giant t-rex given the right sunshine. evolution makes sense because it improves the quality life – literally.

however, there are those people who contribute so much sacrifice to our evolutionary gene pool that you may want to stop and think if they were even aware that they are doing mankind a service by dying in the most moronic way possible. like for instance, a paparazzi squashed to death by an angry mob of elephants who were annoyed by the flashes of his camera. or that guy who frequented the information superhighway but was killed on a head-on collision while he surfs from his laptop, while driving. or perhaps the best yet is the cool guy who drowned  in his kitchen sink.

for more stories on how people have made a great contribution to evolution and mankind, perhaps you might want to check the darwin awards website.