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This seemed to have closed the formalities. Hats were flying. The men were embracing each other. They, too, looked amazingly similar to human beings. They were carrying some of their buddies on their shoulders, and in this fashion posed for pictures in front of their ships.
One of the crews had brought out a pot of red paint and marked stripes on their ship according to the various entry and exit holes from missiles that had evidently not exploded, at least not until after they had passed through their ships.
They passed the red paint pot from ship to ship. One of the ships ended up quite red when they were finished.
"Apparently the entire battle had been a game to them!" said Heisenberg as though he responded to my earlier observation.
"And a most exciting one!" I added. "But at what cost?"
One of the ships caught fire while pictures were being taken. Nobody bothered to put the fire out. The thing went up in flames while they marched off, happily, hooting and cheering. In time the second ship caught fire, and then the third.
"I don't think we should have done this," I said to Heisenberg. "Six ships have been destroyed. Three crews are dead."
"Ah," he waved me off while we watched this incredible scene. One of the ships that had caught fire actually exploded while they were still marching away. Nobody bothered looking back. "Just think of the fun they had!" said Heisenberg. "Did you watch the Gorans, how they came alive during the battle?"
"Yes, for ten minutes."
"No, they lived for this moment, James. This game was their life. It ended in ecstasy! Why must you insist on measuring life against time? I'm certain that countless people who have lived out their full lifetime have never been as alive as these fellows were, not even for a second. But those guys were as alive as they possibly could be, and they spent their life in a way they liked best, and went out of it in a blaze of glory like some super nova in the sky."
"You call this being alive?" I asked. "They weren't alive. They were in a frenzy that was engineered for them. They were carefully trained to react that way, to throw their life away in a celebration that involves suicide. They've been caught up in a conspiracy that unfolds in ecstasy."
"Aren't you a bit overreacting?" Heisenberg asked. "A conspiracy! That's stretching it a lot."
"Not at all," I protested. "What the lived for, that is, what they threw their life away for, wasn't life. Those were responses trained into them with lies that elevate poverty, violence, destruction, and death into ecstasy I don't think they ever knew what it means to live. I pity them. Their exciting tragedy is nothing compared to what unfolds in the world of universal love, which they knew nothing about. They lived the life of gladiators who were trained to find glory in killing or being killed. Their thrill is found in having survived for another day."
"I didn't invent this game," said Heisenberg.
I agreed. "But we used their game for our purposes, just like the Romans had, didn't we? What these people died for has nothing to do with advancing civilization, uplifting their world, and creating a brighter future for their posterity. They lived in a trance like our own youth once did years ago in the age of LSD, pot, grass, speed, sex, and heavy metal music. That's being dead as a person while being still alive, Werner. We had three generations trained like that in America. Werner, they had been trained in committing suicide. And they did. The end result was that there was no sanity left in the country, not in politics, not in finance, and not in the economy. The whole country collapsed. The final blow was a single nuclear strike, as you probably know. They say it as an accident. Perhaps it was. It could also have been planned, because the USA ceased to exist after that. People died by the millions, just like they had in Africa before that, under American policies. And now we are playing this game too. I say, we shouldn't have done what we did," I said. "We can't help humanity with what we did to the Gorans. Our people back home have gone through this nonsense already and on a much bigger scale."
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