Moab Utah, Oceans in Colorado, and Aliens from Zuron

Posted by admin on May 1st, 2009 | 7 Comments »

Last saturday my girlfriend, my dog and I ventured into the Moab desert in Utah to check out some of the sweet sandstone formations.  Apparently, according to the information that we received upon entering the “Arches National Park” these incredible rock formations were formed when an ocean used to live on top of Colorado and Utah, and as a result of the ocean evaporating, and fault lines merging, rain and snow carving, and sand and salt not getting along so well, these amazing sandstone formations were formed and are continuing to be molded, shaped and carved over the years.  

Personally, I think that every night, when the national park closes, and the park rangers go home, a select breed of sandstone carving aliens from the planet “Zuron” arrive in their space ships and set up for their daily art class…using the sandstone as clay for their artistic endeavors.  

I know I sound sarcastic, but this is actually how the Moab Desert was REALLY formed.  

I mean…come on…an OCEAN on top of COLORADO?

In all seriousness, most likely an ocean did live on top of Colorado and begin the chain of events that led to these amazing rock formations, but my point is not about geology…or archiology…(whatever field studies rocks.) 

Human beings are the only species, (that we know of) that give two shits about understanding “Why”.  Only humans ask the question “why” or “how” did that rock fall on top of that rock and look like only God could have placed it so mysteriously and purposely.  And I know that some of the reason is because of the fact that we are “conscious” and have “brains” we want to “know” and “understand” things…and that’s great.  I mean if it wasn’t for our desire to understand “why” or “how” then we would most likely be WAY behind as a society in regards to most of the luxuries we experience today…i.e., medicine, science, technology, entertainment, internet, blogs, home cooking appliances etc. etc. etc. 

But I also think that this impulse to want to know “why” and want to understand everything comes from the fact that we are terrified of dying…

We are so terrified of not understanding something, of being awed in mystery, that our immediate desire when we see something we don’t understand is to try to figure out how to understand it.  The first thing I said while driving through the Moab desert was “how the fuck did this stuff happen?”  To sit in mystery is so foreign and uncomfortable to most because it either subconsciously or consciously reminds us of the fact that we are going to die and that life itself is an utter and complete mystery, whether we want to believe it or not.  

What is responsible for beating my heart right now?  A doctor could tell me how my heart beats and why it beats and the muscles that make it beat but a doctor can NEVER tell me the ultimate mystery of what Life Force, and why that Life Force is beating my heart.

Human beings will never really “know” anything actually.  And it is our height of folly and arrogance to think that we ever will.  All we can know, and all we think we can understand is only through the eyes of our human window, our patterned experience and our narrow interpretation of the world.  We will never see the world through a Grizzly Bears eyes and nor should we ever pretend that we can.  

There is ONLY mystery…always and forever.  It’s the primal reality. There is only the free fall of this unknown moment…everything arising spontaneously and without volition even when we think that we know exactly what’s going to happen, or exactly what’s we’re going to say.  

We have no choice but to be driven to understand “why” or “how”…it’s a human habit and a human disposition that results in the furtherment and betterment of society (or sometimes the destruction of our natural world) but let us NEVER, for one minute, EVER believe that we ACTUALLY understand anything…or even come close to understanding…the incomprehensible, the unfathomable, the inexplainable, massive vastness that is this inherent mystery called Life.  

…And that is why I believe Aliens built the Moab Desert.