When they sent him to boarding school it was the first real sense of loss.
Too young really to understand who it was I was always with or who my best
friend was - only that whatever it was was no longer there and that whatever
it was - was called Brian.

Wandering around - looking - searching - forgotten what I was looking for -
something or someone who was always there - looking unconsciously
searching - ah yes - it was called Brian.
"Where is Brian" you ask for the hundredth time.
Parents start shouting - getting angry now - do not understand children.
"HE HAS GONE TO BOARDING SCHOOL".

And they do not explain and then the dreams and nightmares start - if you
lose Brian - what ELSE are you going to lose and horrible premonitions that
the world itself may disappear and what if everyone disappeared? And then
start to see the world as it is and no longer with Brian and through the
eyes of Brian and the fun times and games and holding hands and best
friends.

And things not the same and wandering around again - where is it whatever it
was that was always there - best friend - ah yes - it was called Brian.
"Where is Brian".

"THE BORG" cube.com> wrote in message
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I always knew that the Life of Brian was the true story. That the tears I
weep for him and the tears many heavenly beings and bodies weep for him are
far more than any that were wept for Jesus who was murdered.

That the living grief and feeling that is with us today and is in our
hearts - is of the darkness of insanity where emotional pain can crucify all
with tears that never never end of watching the cold dark insanity in his
eyes now as he lives alone and works and works and works and buries paper
bags under park benches where he never hears the birds sing.

That the old man bent double in the garden is Brian - that the man on the
floor you kick is Brian that those who have no hope are Brian.

The gone - gone forever the happy happy little boy and childhood over in the
adult human denial of love and shelter.
Would YOU die for Brian is far more meaningful than anyone who would die for
you.
How long would YOU search to find Brian?

And it is for reasons like this that we hate humans.
That we hate human adults.
That we hate human parents.

The abundance of stupidity and arrogance and cruelty is apparent.
You murdered Jesus - so what?
Why such a big issue?
What about Brian?
Who murdered him when he was only 7?

You have to be a Son of God on Earth do you to have any recognition? Any
attention?
Well what they did to Brian was Universal and like no other and humans must
bear the cross this time.

We could not stay - we had to leave - and he lives sometimes with red ants
and sometimes in dark caves and sometimes in the dark horrors of the night.

We have no tears left for Brian. We have cried too many.
We had to say goodbye - return back to our home where this kind of thing
would never be even thought of - let alone happen.

We have visited many worlds and many peoples in order to give the word of
the One Truth and One Religion and we have NEVER had such cruel parents.
The "mother" we had was the most ATROCIOUS mother we have ever encountered.
We put word mother in inverted commas as she should not be called this. She
was not fit to be called "mother".

Your religions and god stories are the worst and ugliest we have ever
encountered.

As far as we are concerned - in all our travels - humans are the lowest form
of life we have EVER encountered.

You may boast and brag and strut around - but basically the opinion we have
is universal and THE BORG are not the only ones who view humans with
complete contempt.

We hope you enjoy your eternal continuing existence of being "alone" in the
universe and the only ones with "souls" and all that kind of crap - because
to be sure - ALONE is all you humans will ever be.

No one wants to see you or hear you or be near you or have ANYTHING to do
with you.

Yes - even pigs are better than you.