Ok, one more
This also reminds me of the Butterfly story.
A man sees a butterfly emerging from its cocoon. He carefully pries away the cocoon thinking that he is helping the butterfly.
But when it's free, it's wings are crumpled and useless because it is the struggle to free itself that forces blood into the wings of the butterfly, filling them.
We have developed to be the way we are. Without the bad things in life, we would become unhappy, even lethargic.
Thinking back on my life, I know I would not be who I am today if it were not for the trials in my life, the hard times, that shaped and molded me into what I have become. And I am still developing. Still growing and learning each day.
To have that taken away is to deprive me of LIVING.
And honestly, I feel it's already begun without any alien intervention....