It came from the stars. And, it engaged me in a conversation.
"Is enlightenment even a goal these days? Or awareness?" It asked.
"Not that I know of." I said.
"Whatever happened to pursuing absolute freedom and a profound awareness of reality and human nature?" It asked.
"Its a monk thing to do, these days. I suppose, only saints scorch and blaze this path, now a days." I said.
"So, who is putting together the ultimate jigsaw puzzle of cosmos, of your existence and its meaning?" It asked.
"Beats me. I haven't come across anyone who is even remotely thinking about walking down that path. Maybe, a few scientists and a few saints out there."
"Really? Why?" It asked.
I smiled and ventured to render the moment a little theatrical by being dramatic and emphatic about my jaded love affair with 21st century humanity.
"The grand adventure
The poetry of stars
The symphony of cosmos
The transcendental beauty of nature
The beat of our own destiny
The feats of our own truest identity -
Is a thing of past
Certainly, not how we do it in the 21st century"
It stared at me. And, then it looked away at the sky.
"How can we fix this?" It asked.
How long I have waited to talk about this." Who would have known it did be an alien. I thought to myself.
"Whats in it for you?" I asked, curious.
"Its my path, my destiny to walk into galaxies and restore clarity of reality." It said.
"Okay. I propose a dynamic holographic projection of the inside of a body, mind and soul. Just so that humanity can become vividly aware of the destruction they are wreaking upon their body, mind and soul by all of their mindless, soulless and blind pursuits."
"Really? You sure?"
"Nope. Not at all, sure, but that's as close as you an get to an instant 21st century awareness paradigm." I said.
"Alright, lets do this." It said.
It closed its eyes. And, I seemed to have opened mine. I was wide awake, in my bed, blinking away, confused and exhilarated.
Just a dream. Sadly.
Or was it?