The real Little Green Man from Mars is alive and well and living in Appalachia.

The Truth Is a Lone Assassin by Jonco Bugos

Sunday, March 1, 2009

The Biggest and The Best

When my partial recall about my previous life on Mars is in working order I can remember that we Martians rarely obsessed about having the biggest or the best of anything. Martians who constantly worried about their homes being the biggest in town, or that the clothes on their backs were the best that money could buy, usually had previous lives on Earth.

Martians like me, who began the timeless odyssey of life on Mars and not on Earth, paid little or no attention to them.

On Mars, where everything had a unique value of its own, the monetary cost of things and the imaginary worth of people who possessed costly things meant very little to us. And that was because Martians, unlike Earthlings, didn't care all that much about the ownership of things anyway. Having or being the biggest or being and having the best was like winning to us. Winning, like losing, is secondary to the pure, simple joy of participating.

And, once you've been a Martian, you never forget that participating in life is a such a privilege that anything supposedly bigger and better than that pales by comparison.