Nice one biotic.............hmmmm, you're right about those juices flowing....
Our island is called Euphoriana.
It has a population of about 1000, we are a slowly growing race (but we practice a lot)!
Euphoriana is a democratic society, in touch with our natural surroundings and in tune with our spiritual selves, surrounded by small coves and sandy
beaches with inland plains and grassland that lead to tropical forests on central hills and peaks. Small rivers and streams are plentiful and there is
a blue lake to the north in the shape of a banana.
A large herb garden is planted to the east, and surrounds our tree, the "OAK of time". The friend that first welcomed us here. He is very wise
(although he does have bad breath), and has helped us on our true path to enlightenment.
The whole island is criss-crossed by smooth tarmac paths for our skateboards, rollerskates and small hand carts, this keeps us incredibly fit and
trains us for our annual xgames competitions each summer.
Food comes from farming fruit and vegetables, and fish and small livestock provide meat. We also have a small machine producing "nibbles" on
demand.
The nerve centre for control and organisation is located inland and managed by a semi-automated computer called "BUM", (Big, Useful, Machine).
Small inter-linked command posts around the island handle localised functions and the "tower of light" is where our brightest minds research new
technologies and invent wonderful things like the bionic fingertip torch, very useful when hunting for firewood after sunset. Or the "water to wine"
pill (these are now kept under lock and key after someone dropped one in a stream. Took weeks for everyone to sober up)!.
Near the control centre is a large, carved, stone landing pad for our alien friends, who visit, but do not wish interfere unless they are called upon.
They recognise our rise to enlightenment and are here to learn and enjoy our company. They are called "the kwee". We like the "kwee", they make
amazing sandcastles and are wicked skateboarders.
Our currency is "acorns" produced by the "wise one", every year we are given a few more in line with inflation, and plant at least five around the
island to spread the wisdom evenly. Everyone works hard, but plays hard too. The children are schooled at the "Yard" and taught by the "elders".
They are fast learners and sometimes the roles are reversed. We often find stray elders sulking by the nibbles machine.
Habitation is in caves, treehouses, and huts, all very spacious with comfort, modern design and asthetics taken into account. No "housing estates"
here! We are very comfortable and enjoy the little luxuries of life, like heated toilet paper and self-making beds. (I particularly like that one).
Small communities share responsibilities depending on location, with a certain number of the population travelling the island providing news and
gossip to the masses and help where needed. Work and locations are exchanged throughout and provide a constant change of scenery and company for those
who wish it. There is also a central park where recreation facilities abound and festivals are held including the celibration of our birthday, 27th of
May. This actually lasts for a whole week and involves lots of candy floss!
We have no need for defence, our sixth sense, spiritual powers and alien friends assure no harm may come to "Euphoriana". The sight of our "bionic
fingertips" usually does the trick.
We are happy, simple folk, who enjoy the pleasures of nature and the universe around us, and soon, when we are ready, we will travel with our friends
to the stars.
But that, is another story................................