Sunday, October 26, 2014

...Shift Happening...

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I just want a real deal that I might winnow out... some protection from the psychopaths that history's about, but "soar and cleave"—completely—for to grasp what one might reach... in a scramble for enlightenment desired and beseeched!
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Yes, there's more to every day—than that which comes our weary way—from mainstreams hijacked and obscene to fluffing mad... psychotic memes! We are what we think we are, composed of star-smoke from afar, and of a mind so clear and pure our proud expression... shall endure!
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Endured just now? Complacency, for which we pay a price. That toll we pay is cheating us—a crooked set of loaded dice... So, why the obfuscations—all the fibs and clever stalls? What profits *some* that they should cheat "good rules" of "common law"?
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Though, that's no hoax and "blowing smoke"... smack-DAB-right up your kilt—no joke! There is more than meets the eye from psychopathic creeps we spy.  Sociopaths won't care a wit, not a shred of one small bit that we endure a hell on Earth... if they enjoy their pimped-out perch!
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Some would profit for our pain... That's not beyond ones grasp. Ones conscience is well tested with ones "shoes exchanged," at last. There are crimes that we don't see when we remain upon our knees, that some would profit for our pain then dance a joy so unconstrained!
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What's this to do with UFO's: to hit them on their freaking nose! There is truth that *these* portend which moves beyond what some pretend, and that is why we're ridiculed! The UFOs would change the rules! What was *great* becomes quite *small* so loses purloined wherewithal!
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Everything's turned upside down, investments so much crap, and that itself's a good thing but I know that's hard to grasp. *Investment*, as it's parlayed (?), is a blight upon the planet; the "stocks and bonds" are life blood of some real curses, damn it!
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We're forced upon our callused knees, compelled to futures we can't breath! We're connived by psychopaths who did their worst and fouled our past! Air and water you can't buy are tears that we must finally cry when all those bills which must come due... Who pays for this—but me and you!

Everything's turned upside down, religion is exposed. One artist called it "[lies] in fog" like she was one who knows... if one but reads a *history* of what has gone before (?), religion is the fairytale that we should best deplore.
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It's a scam that we endure! It's kept us down and that's for sure. It's belittled womankind and kept her tied and hard-confined. It is hunger, hate and rage in sermon, creed and gospel page.  It twists the minds of salt-earth folk... to keep them dumb: it's all a hoax!
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Everything's turned upside down, we're from our crib expulsed! We'd well abused our billet, and so from it we're repulsed. The larger *world* beckons though, and though we're now afraid (?), potential's exponential, and all novelty's put paid.
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We'll have vision now not known, we'll reap the efficacious sown, and we will know a greater thing than "nineteenth-century thinking" brings! We are strong and brave and smart. We have passion, grace, and heart! We'll survive the "new design"—it's just another paradigm!

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We'll survive the next "paradigm shift" because it's what we do. We've always done it, and will continue to do it into the unforeseeable future. We always have. Our track record's been perfect. We're here NOW, aren't we?
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*Energy* is not destroyed! It always lives on in another form. We are beings of pure energy. We really are.  We will abide!
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Yes, I realize that a "paradigm shift" can be "tumultuous"! Big gulp, eh? Damn right! Unlike many —and all of his detractors apparently— I've actually read my Velikovsky. It remains that "shift" happens, still! Does it have to be a bad thing?  Shortly, no!
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It remains, we still have a choice regarding the misery that we'd bring upon ourselves; we always have, actually. Too, though, it's state of mind that will smooth that bump—some of us will just wake up that way and slip through the maelstrom like soap from a wet fist... frictionless, effortless grace ... unclenched and efficacious satisfaction... that'd be this writer's aspiration... I actually get a "finger" on it sometimes... I think, here amongst words like these... ...I digress.
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We survived stone to metal! We continued passionately from copper to bronze! We endured the still bloodier move from bronze to iron... steel! We carried on handily as we transitioned through the agrarian age to the industrial age. We'd bear up under the ages of steam, atomics, and information! We flourish (arguably), presently, in an age of near instantaneous communication... We survive!
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We survive, individually, along with all our agencies, institutions, and principalities, both open and closed. The individual, that single mote of consciousness empowering all the rest—and only disempowered by the aforementioned agencies, institutions, and principalities—survives! It's obvious! Written for you, you're reading it, aren't you? Perhaps only you. To a degree that makes sense individually, each of us is the center of our known universe.  I think, so I am.  Don't let your hubris run away with you—maintain a humility and a new understanding that the existential proves Earth is heaven.
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A key is humility.  With humility hubris and the resulting decadence is impossible... as is bigotry and injustice.
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For all our foibles, stupidities, and false starts, we've lived to tell a tale, if NOT the tale! Indeed, only our sad penchant for fundamentalist and backstepping religious practices keeps us from being virtually unstoppable as a species... and given more genetic *understanding* (?) perhaps even immortal! Wow! That's going to require some room! But for organized religion we'd already populate the asteroid belt and be using individual asteroids for skipping stones to the stars.  Our hubris is only ever punished, and on reflection why should hubris ever be rewarded?
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The reader is reminded of the measured smaller amounts of time encompassed by each *age*—the increasing frequency made evident by shorter and shorter times spent in subsequent "ages"... eh? The stone age lasted much longer than the Bronze age... lasting longer than the iron age... steel... steam, information, digital, shorter and shorter epochs, ever shorter periods in the accelerating existential ... an evolving fractal reflection of itself!  Are we in an effort to see that *new* age looming beyond the age of information or communication enjoyed presently? What will it be?  That said, -I- don't have an altogether *bad* feeling about it even as it looms.
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A mere twenty year ago, how would we have predicted the effects of computers on our everyday lives? How can we suppose that we will react to an unavoidable future except that we will eventually "get over it", make it commonplace, and then move on... as we—I point out once again—always have!
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...And ALL of the preceding brought about by the actions of mere individuals, not superstars—mere individuals wholly unforecast... novelty flashing into existence and providing affect to the progression of society in unpredictable ways.  James Burke: Connections illustrates all this brilliantly!
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Sure—there's Edison (...though in comparison to Tesla, Edison was a raging psychopath with a mundane intelligence providing the shallowest gifts)... but it is only the individuals who buy in to an "Edison"—make him their own conscious choice, throw him their *steam* (...forgetting any ONE of us doesn't matter and is as expendable as another, and that even goes for Edison—Tesla WAS "waiting in the wings" with an infinitely better electrical idea)... the individual remains KEY.
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Our conflicted *leadership* would have us forget that. They'd proffer excuses that individualism is "selfish-ism." Though, consider how "selflessness" and "individualism" can be reconciled for synergistic effect. See, in a society where respect for individualism is assured one can afford to be selfless. If you "have," you "give"... or can.
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Conjectured ETs might know this to be true! Perhaps it's why they don't contact Governments, Religions or Agencies.  ...No "take me to your leader," crap.  They would appear to operate on an *individual* level, always. Had the reader noticed that? And lately? They are a lot more humane about their activities then we are about ours.
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Read on!
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Restore John Ford!

Sunday, October 12, 2014

X Rated World

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Again, I've been labeled a "ponderous paranoid"... for walking the path that I've trod all along. A label dismissive, and artless, and facile—one clueless and mocking... and patently wrong!
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See, where there is "threat" there is no paranoia. The presence of threat's to preclude, always same. So where is that charge even close to a bull's-eye? Who's it at fault, really? Who's it to blame.
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Dismissed... as an artist while critically thinking, while using my hands and my heart or my rhyme... I'm scolded and chastened by—imprecise—persons who read what they want and then speak HALF a mind!
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I'm clearly coerced to my poetic protest—expressing myself as I have all along—I remain unaffected by smears on a character best practiced, mature, and I think, life long!
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I'm UNASHAMED that I'm labeled *psychotic*... for seeking new questions and freeing my head. Considered; the source of my braying complainant... discover this "source" is conflicted instead!
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I'd continue pursuit of my "alien viewing"... secure in assurance I'm on the right road, immune to the churlish and charm-less occurrence of that which is cluelessly pushed up my nose!
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See, I'm on my guard for the "critically thoughtless," those well imbued with beguiling fog. Errant promoters of hidden agendas with actions employing a "wink" and a "nod"!
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I'm not impressed by the words of this *critic*... who acts without thinking to "try out" complaints, and I'm not indifferent to persons intrusive, reflexive, complacent, or ethically stained!
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Too, I am not sorry that some are offended by some of the action at AlienViews! I'd think it expected that feathers get ruffled when sifting this *murk* for a taste of REAL news!
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I'm nonplussed... uninspired, by those mewling and whining... These spin a grand show but don't front, and then WALK... puling expressions on how they've been "wounded," "attacked" and "berated," or suffered *rough* talk.
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Too, yes, I'm not impassive to those without courage... or those whose agendas conceal their views. This is discouraged for folks (who've signed up!) ...who are here to develop their—own—alien view!
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I'm enraged, not controlled, by the actions of persons who erode what we do just to further their ends! They're not partners or alliesassistants, supporters; they're not helpers, co-workers... even fair-weather friends!
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They're a hindrance, a hurdle, a snag—an impediment, they're just a sharp stick (or a bug) in your eye! Not near a solution, they're part of the problem! ...And worst of all, this: they don't care if you die!
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If you can't hack the heat, get the hell from the kitchen! There are box-cars of fish that need salting and frying! The multiverse bubbles a terrible turbulence in a countdown that's ticking with "bombs" close to flying!
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Our rights are eroding like sugar in rain, our futures descend into war. Still, you take the time to *pretend* that you're helping? You're a fool; you're a psycho; you're a tiresome bore.





He knows who he is.  Entirely unrepentant, I'd continue as I am. Thanks.

Not entirely heartless—all that's required—I'm appropriately sensitive to arbitrarily causing an "undeserving someone" any undue angst or upset... but if you're going get offended when I don't go blithely along with you and your conjectured lack-wit worldview... ...if you get disturbed and combative—even hostile—at my earnest expression, please find me chiseled from the coldest stone as I eat your face.

Sincerely. Me?  I'd accept a justified face eating. One should.  I've had done some chow-down on my face, yea and verily, and there was forgiveness extended on my mea culpa.  That's as it should be, too.

True, not completely closed-minded I prefer the straight talk that cuts to the chase if not to the quick. My mother, now passed, was fond of saying that that was only going to get worse the older I got.  I'm on my guard.  Be on yours.

Too, as I gainfully struggle to accept many of you as you are, I suppose you're going to have to struggle to accept me as I am (or not, an alien view makes it your call after all).  Be that as it may, those who are wounded by straight, though considered—presuming civil—expression should wear a cup on their sensibilities; indeed, why should any of us be shielded from illuminating discourse, of any type, that one could be getting right here... right now.

We're getting close to the bone on this boys and girls...

As a community, for instance, we once under-reported a story on "human mutilation" deserving attention because we didn't want to offend tender *sensibilities*, eh? I think that's wrong. I think that's shining you on. I think that's a disservice to you. I think that's selling you a bill of insentient and pride-less goods! I think that's contributing to your—and so our—aggregate ignorance. To quote William Shatner—lately becoming a god in my personal pantheon to efficacious individualism: "I can't get behind that!" Hell, friend—I won't get behind that!

We're not children! We're not enfeebled! We're don't have to behave like victims, even as we are! We are survivors in the best sense of that word! Or, we can be. We're HERE, aren't we? ...Forget that means "they’re" here too!

We are grown up women or men (and all shades and flavors in between) in a world that is decidedly "X" rated for all the phony baloney little ways we "dog and pony" it up... attempting to create the degrading illusion that it is rated "G," or gracious!  "R."  Get real!

See the implication? Don't expect me to pay the freight for faux-Christian assumptions I am compelled to view as regressive hypocrisy or even cowardice encouraging criminality!

I won't presume mine upon you. You'll accept them, or you won't, remembering shoes not worn are ever on "other feet." Consider that.

There are few of us in this community who I "know" to be at least remotely on the level, folks, and few of those I've had to take in faith on the word of the adjacent person I'd "trust"... ...I test my faith, btw, because it has been demonstrated to me that untested faith is valueless.  Google Hopkins and Mortellaro by way of example.  More! It's an insult where it is not an imposition!

Untested faith is valueless to me, at any rate, and it's been valueless to my fellows except to convince them that ignorance is bliss! You know what crap I think that is, if you've read me at all.

But some check out! Some deliver their stated goods! Some're more than pretty words or smoke and oddly colored mirrors! Some're sincere and they have the evidentiary cache to buttress mere claims.

Moreover, they don't cut and run posting assailing recriminations and wounded protestations about how BAD I've made them feel, how angry I am like that was some kind of pertinent issue, and they want to reason all the way through the real issue, whatever it is. They are more than easily wounded sensibilities. They want to do: "best practice."

Hey! I'll respect you. I'll give you your sounding board! I'll help and provide information if I can! But I won't coddle you! I won't treat you like an infant! I won't presume your lack of intelligence... or talk down to you. I'll talk up, instead.

I won't allow you to shine me on, either. That's a game best played elsewhere by suspect *others*! Go there if you'll feel better and can ignore your then re-continued manipulation.

I'd prefer to soar and cleave! I'd think you would too. But that's what you get when the scales start to fall from your eyes and you see the world as it really is. Bigger than you thought! Grander than you imagine! Scarier than you would have believed... X rated!

25000 plus children starve to death, exclusively, on this planet every day, boys and girls, and that's the good news! Dare to ask me why!

Still, persons would willingly whack a conjectured "grey" with a military imperative as a psychic explosion issues from the ruined head of the being destroyed! Is it murder? Is it self-defense? Is it even real? ...an "X" rated world, like I said...

See, it is an "X" world. It's an "X" multi-verse! Too, "X", as dangerous a ride as it can be, is much preferable to "G" because "X" is real and "G" is just a figment of a facile imagination. "G" is an unbrave mechanism that can't work for everybody just as it can't work for ANY-body, all the freaking time. You KNOW that! Statesmen are murdered, elections are hijacked, religious bigotry and a stealthily singular fascism is becoming the default law of the land—as UFOs and the people effected by them are STUDIOUSLY ignored.

Arrogant? Maybe. Overconfident? Perhaps. Angry? Conceivably. It remains, I want to be able to qualify and quantify my experience; I want to define it; I want to be able to defend it; I want to be able to explore it; I want to dissect it, understand it, and validate it. Too, maybe a little arrogant overconfidence is in order just to bust the aggregate sluggish crap loose. Better questions are found with less.

If you don't want to do that (be brave, inquisitive, open and confident), if you want to preach, self-promote, or otherwise wallow in fatuous distraction and hurt poutiness... you may want to more carefully consider being in my company. Sincerely. I'd have truth though heaven fell... ...and feel relief! See, if it fell? It would then crash to something solid that was real and an authentic foundation could be built for a "heaven" that was genuine, I feel.  ...One perhaps not so quick to fall, eh? ...One with more shelf life.

Consider that the ufological disclosure forthcoming, of needs, eventually, must be as destructively tumultuous as the "real" leadership deems it, necessary, to be! Please read the preceding again. They relinquish their power constructively in peace... or have it torn from their dead and bloody fingers.

It can, and does happen—or not—just as I say. Germanic principalities of multiple centuries ago never had to endure the bloody revolutions of Italy, Great Britain, and France... because they relinquished power in a constructive manner before that power was taken from them, eh? Their cooperation was so complete, ultimately, that they were able to put the whole rest of the world on notice... twice in two World Wars! There's a cornucopia of lessons in there, boys and girls.

Read on.

Sunday, September 28, 2014

From Giordano's Shoulder

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We are a strong collection of the stuff that shatters stars with the strength of informations we'd employ sans "ban" or "bar," so we are then offended at the lies with which we're fed, which stunt imagination or confound one in ones head! We make it known to those who rule—to those who ply malfeasant tools—that we're aware, now, of those lies they've used to keep us down—in line!
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We're unfettered and alive so sense our culture's specious jive; we look beyond the limits set by those who keep us leashed like pets!
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We, it's true, have power, friend, but wasted—now—it's being spent... precluding righteous blessings sent... so's to pay a rich man's rent!  We should be offended, plain, by "religionists" who prey—insanethose abusive, so called, leaders (who connive and scheme)—real cheaters—and make their bland insouciance (their indifference to our needs) the issue it deserves to be!  Yes, shake their sacred trees!
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We are power we don't use! We don't have to be abused! We can work to further ends and live a life without pretense!
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We are motes of consciousness who spark a different fire... with a spirit individual but incensed with shared desire, so our cooperation's just the thing it's meant to be! It's righteous and it's honest and a thing that should be free!  Too, we must soar like Bruno—take command of our own minds—and live our lives, be satisfied, and in no way confined!
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We can "soar and cleave"—like him... that path I'd take with honored friends, that road to space before us now is what's beyond their lying doubt!
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We are the very fuel we'd use to settle our accounts, to take back our autonomy purloined by "dukes" and "counts," so use the current synergy now used for specious ends—the ends of our tormentors and all that they portend—and live a life of bravery... casting off those ties that bind... ...or live beneath new tyrannies insulting human-kind.
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We can use alerted brains to keep the psychopaths contained; we can travel roads we see to force us from insentient knees!
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We are special star-smoke of the kind that's self-aware; we are "question askers" for the answers that are there, so we are not placated by the lies of culture's past—these lies are so convenient for the *few*, we find at last. We propose a better deal—unhindered by elitists—to live a life unyielding in futures that complete us.
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We are "will" as strong, you see, as that which keeps us on our knees, and we have choices we’re not told by jealous thieves* and facile scolds*!
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We have a new "awareness," of a type not seen before**, to break the bonds that hold us fast to what we should deplore, so we're refreshed by truth then found by turning errant "rocks"—bytes of information where we take a fresher stock—and finding truth in numbers (that before could not appear***) we make our way to far flung shores a course which we must steer.
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We are what we'd wish we were, new courage deep within us stirs, and we shall win this game they'd play, no longer trusting, dumb—afraid!



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*Kings and Priests, respectively.
**The Internet
***Because of the Internet

The portrait at left? A bust of Giordano Bruno.

Just before they burned him at the stake for not playing the prescribed Church "ball," he had occasion to look through one of the first telescopes. This one act, providing much fuel for his alleged heresy, provoked him to say in astonishment and realization, "I cleave the heavens and soar to the infinite... ...what others see before them I leave far behind me." He looked into the sky, perceived the plurality of intellect there, and said so!

The Priests burned him, then, with a metal brace jammed between his chin and breastbone so as to preclude any other memorable utterances. Kings? Kings let them do it.

Sunday, September 14, 2014

...Starry Reaches... Similarity Across Scale...


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My words are mere expression, but they strip my thinking bare; they make me take the time one needs to think those thoughts with "hair." Too, I don't care a tittle or a wink that they might rhyme, they're like true wings on which I soar, to starry reaches climb!
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Why, I'd wear "hair shirts" to feel like this; I'd use illegal drugs. The feeling's indescribable! It trumps the pleasure plug!  Though, all it is, is words we use to to prosecute our dreams, those dreams in turn are rendered into fact by extant means.  ...And then it is we do take wing... to soar and cleave like birds... a wondrousness we make ourselves from memes of import: words.
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Unrestrained, I beat these wings to kiss a shining face, then crash on through to wheel or turn and wander time and space!
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Consciousness is where it's at! It's the language of the soul. It PROVIDES completeness of a type not bought or sold! Yes, there's MORE than "white bread" in the thoughts that leap and fly as they push the sullen air around to seek a sentient sky!
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...And yes, our sky is sentient, friend; these skies would know themselves and will use an individual to expand their mental wealth. There IS a life unending, timeless spaces without end, and DREAMING is the path to it; it's real I contend!  It's not about the ego and its way: precluding joy... forfeiting all happiness so itself it might enjoy.  It never does achieve that joy; of course it can't, you see?  The ego is, yes, unaware; what's best in life... is free.
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Don't accept our "worthlessness," that God's the color "white"—that we must live upon our knees and keep them clasped and tight!  Don't accept their disrespect—be so easily abused.  Heed not their admonitions that you're uninformed—confused.  See, culture's, frankly, not your friend. It's bastardized—contrived.  It's got us in their crosshairs, and for them?  It's us despised
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You?  You are what they're after, friend, the essence that they seek! It's why they toil to keep you down, beholden, kept, and meek.  You're strong!  See, that's what scares them and they know, friend, if you knew... you'd string 'em up, piano wired, to rend them bone and thew!
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See, we are what they're after, friends! We're energy's refrain! We are what they've used to keep *reality* in constraints!  It's us, friend, having power for to stave off "preying swine," if we link our arms in Unions where a nation's STRENGTH resides!
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So, where is truth before you then? A carrot on a stick? You're prey for busy predators who use youscabrous pricks!  Smirking up their privileged sleeves and smiling at your plight they put you on slave's wages that you cannot live on, right?
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Too, you are sick if you believe we're more than just one race!  You are sick if you believe that Christians make their case. You are sick if you believe that Muslims honor peace, you are sick if you believe that Jews should simple cease.
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You are sick if you believe: that we should live in castes!  That's never been our birthright, man, that we should keep to "class"! We are individuals and cells of just one mind; it's stronger individuals provide the better kind!
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Now, take the individuals we have upon our sphere, and they're those cells composing mind we'd find, too, FAR from here! The galaxy's a single mind (?), but it in turn's a cell, a mind of ALL those galaxies is ringing God's own bell!
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We're our "gods" and "devils," then. We ARE what we would think. We make up our reality, friend!  That thought should make you blink!  We're distilling "objectry" from idle thoughts we've had, from plowshares to atomic bombs and that's astounding ...mad!
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We're, ourselves, the universe! We live to know our heart. That heart is universal, and us? Regarded parts
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The "micro" is the "macro" in that endless circle found. Too, just what that might mean, I'm sure, is more than most profound. Sensed, it TANTALIZES, though at best I'm just a mote... not knowing what I'm seeing while I'm gazing down the future's throat...
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Though, far beyond the "rightists" well entrapped by ego's snare, those corrupted individuals with a psychopathic flare—those who should remove themselves, despoilers of the rest, who write the rules to suit themselvesthe authors of our mess!
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...And we've a "mess" that we produce by living in denial. We ignore the bounty of an EFFICACIOUS trial. We would make our peace with that... which causes only LOSS! We would war with weapons making psychopaths our boss! We would war against the truth to keep it in the dark and ALL to suit those *Priests* and *Kings* who profit plainly! Hark!
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A subtle change in attitude is all we really need! Let's get that barrel rolling and usurp those jealous thieves!  We are what we wish to be!  The free will's ever ours!  We're the God we worship and we have those god-like powers! 
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See, "times they are a changin'," but then more than Dylan thought.  There are changes in the offing just as sure as sure is not! We're about to find out that there's more than we could know... in a thousand, million lifetimes found in time's near endless flow. We might seek the other cells that make the mind of God, and use their flying saucers to depart our cruel facade.
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We begin adventure of a type to raise the spirit! We propose a future with a better music! Hear it?
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We begin a method that portends a second stage where we elevate our senses as we turn the cosmic page! We are only *stardust*, but the kind that's self-aware! We are ALL the universe, and so not at all that rare. We are part and parcel; we're a path to study self; we're a thing that thinks those things! We're in and of ourselves!
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These words are mere expression, but they help my thinking clear; they make me take the time I need to think these thoughts sans fear. "And I don't care a tittle or a wink that they must rhyme, they are the wings with which I'd soar, to starry reaches climb."
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I'd give both nuts to feel like this (!), get beaten up by thugs! The feeling's—indescribable! Behold! Cognition's drugs!  Unconfined I soar and cleave, but kiss a shining face, then burst on through and wheel or turn to surf on time and space!








Hey. "A reach must exceed grasp, or what's a heaven for, eh"? [g]. Though, back at the ranch, your humble protagonist shamelessly continues to soar and cleave in the early morning hours (of time bestowed) beneath a fretful, overcast, and strangely depopulated sky...

Heavy sigh...

As the crow flies, ponder a recently admitted "similarity across scale." Take a hologram in a brittle glass pane... then shatter it into a million, million pieces. Each glittering fragment, no matter how small, contains a suggestion of the complete un-shattered image found in the whole, but with only a fraction of the original detail—so a lot fuzzier or less resolved.  Still, there, eh?

Not surprisingly, and in a similar manner, we ourselves may be "whole" as a species only in a similar cooperation of our energies! We achieve, last, and endure "magically," apparently, only in a synergistic aggregate greater than the sum of our parts and in complete opposition to entropy!  To what end is that power contrived, if so, and who or what does the aggregate contriving?

Most, having no idea at all, would promptly reply, "God."  Why?  Because the "bought-in" and exorbitant dues paying have laid it out that way for you and instruct you to validate THEIR faith, or else? That's pretty much it.

Wow!

OkOkOk... sure: Resolved, we have to cooperate to be a society of persons... of course... "gatherings" of persons are necessary to maintain a progressive and efficacious civilization... though beware the slippery slope to the individual taken for granted!

See, the individual does not (or should not — MUST not!) get lost in this cooperation! Indeed, that "aggregate" humanity is a chain as STRONG as the links composing it—as CLEAR a picture as the quality of individual pixels making the picture up. Strong links make better chains, and sharp pixels provide for informative pictures of infinite detail.  The efficacy of the single individual becomes apparent and obvious!

See?  The individual is key on MANY levels across scale because they are where singular IDEAS occur; that is where the quality of service rendered to society occurs. Quality individuals conflate to quality aggregates or more effective teams.  This suggests and even demands a fundamental respect for the individual, but I digress.

Consider, each human brain is composed of many fatty nerve cells, and the quality of each cell (quality measured as the number of solid connections it makes with OTHER nerve cells forgetting that cell's presumed health) dictates the strength of cognition and clarity of that individual human's cognition and constructive self-reflection. Many cells, then, must cooperate for a synergistic whole of completeness... and real power.  The better the cooperation the greater the power.  No one would argue this even as they discount same.

This is the power coveted by the "leadership." The better the quality of each cell the better the brain—demonstrating the individual to be key even at the cellular level?  I suspect so.

...But, even with that exponential leap of this cellular collective, this is just one finite human, the key component, to be sure, but, like the individual brain cell or pixel itself, a too tenuous spark—a wink or an effervescence if you will—a base self-awareness with a chance "beginning" much too close to its untimely "end."  The individual human is the smallest component of the comparatively ageless humanity. The cell may die, will die, but the body lives on.   The body may die, will die, but the RACE lives on.  The race may die, but... on and on.  For what purpose?  There _is_ one, of course.  Earth has wolves because it has sheep, eh?

There's no time when consider anything, individually. No, there must be two, and THEN only because THAT might suggest three, or thirty, or three hundred... or three billion. Numbers like the latter suggest an immortality of a sort, or at least a spark of self-awareness with more duration than a mere blink. It remains the singularity of the "idea" is singular.  Ideas are produced singularly by singular individuals.

Human brains "cooperate" via language (the mechanism of continuity)—with its predictable technology—to compose a hyper-brain capable of the most wondrous feats of intellect and industry! Taken for granted is the individual brain making it up.  Ships, satellites, or shuttles and all that these suggest... but, humanity: an enduring spark of continuing self-awareness built up stone by stone into a demonstrated synergy of consenting—if not so contented—cells. Remembering that we could be a touch more contented in the aggregate sense; let's kick THIS up a level.

Perhaps that hyper-brain of aggregate humanity is itself a cell in a *galactic* hyper-brain of even greater magnitude which is then, astonishingly, in turn ITSELF: just a cell to be collected with the galactic cells of all the billions of other galaxies combined... into some grand-super-hyper, *cosmic* intellect... the universe attempting to know itself?  An undeniable "Similarity Across Scale" shows that such may very well be so.  Shattering that hologram alluded to earlier, remember... is you, reader.

The mind of God? Hey—who's to know? I'm constrained to play the cards I'm dealt down here on this end in as intelligent, imaginative, and as satisfying a manner as I can. Who can pretend to know the mind, forgetting that its very essence might well be carried, aware of it or not, in each little slice of self awareness, each little mote of consciousness down to you and me in the same fashion as the shattered hologram above.  The reader is God, not to hone the point too fine! Thanks, reader!

Rather makes each of us God on some level, doesn't it? All of us together (and those beyond)? God assuredly!

I see what we've accomplished as a species in even a varnished history, and I'm rewarded (comparatively) DAILY with the fruits of that cooperation; that synergy—which could be SO much better given an attitude change—occurring on THIS individual spark of self-awareness even as you read these words... ...is what the writer hopes!

I also see the evidence of synergy on an individual level as diverse persons, unnamed but significant, come together in "AlienViews" ONLY as a result of the aforementioned synergy, become more than the sum of our parts, and make a substantive contribution in the struggle for realizing a "real deal" (truth) we sense, but cannot yet see, reach for, but cannot yet grasp...

I additionally see and accept that there are extraterrestrial intelligences—likely complimenting any intelligence found terrestrially—and further allow that we can extend the fact of synergistic cognition to them, also, for a galactic demonstration of "two heads [or more] are better than one." Why not?

…Galaxies begin to be seen as cells of refined cognition contributing to a universal mind striving passionately to know ITSELF... ...still something less than God, it seems. God, one would think, would know; of needs GOD would know, one would think. [g]. Such is the omnipotence expected of "He who hangs the stars in the night sky like lanterns," eh?

Together, though, we might secure and insure the righteous success of each, and improve the lot of each individual as much as we are able!  That seems the only reasonable... ...take pains not to screw each other over for a percentage!

We could endeavor to let our success be measured proportionate to how much respect we have for one another on an individual level, and also proportionate to the sincerity of cooperation with one another we presently lack.  Theres a "formula" in there I can't quite suss out... do unto others?

Persons of strength and wisdom DO accomplish great (god-like!) things, but only in the synergistic aggregate and with the support of other persons adding their INDIVIDUAL WILL to the enterprise, forgetting that each can—and should—avail themselves of those god-like powers precipitating to which they contribute.  In a small way that's reasonable redistribution of wealth that will occur no other way.  Usury used to be punishable by death.

Now THERE'S an alien view. Strong individuals provide for stronger teams which provide even stronger individuals. The circle of increasing power!  Learn it, know it, live it! [g].

Don'tcha feel the very general *acceleration* folks? We, the conscious motes at AlienViews might (?), but I certainly do. Yea and verily! Read on!


Restore John Ford!

Sunday, August 31, 2014

Cast Seeds


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I guess it's time to break it down, remind that I hate kneeling, but I must kneel to something when I write these words I'm feeling. Too, if I didn't write it, I'd be much more extreme, incensed regarding nightmares in this world we all dream.
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See? It is a dream, this world we share... this globe we'd think is real!  It is contrived concoction, it is NOT the "real deal." It's just those strident "isms" pumped from "leaders" we don't need, who then draw from us the life blood we possess on which they feed!
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These psychopaths are in control; still, they have need of us.  See, it's we who heat their water and produce the world they trust. Though, against we individuals they employ "untested faith." They betray their "remonstrations"; see, it's you and me they hate!  "Hate the sin but love the sinner" they will remonstrate so coyly, but they never have internalized that message, just employed it.
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Too, be assured they hate you if they sense your disrespect! Not accepted in their "company"? Those of us who might reflect? See, be ASSURED they hate you when you've sensed they have their "truths," while you suck the daily *ration* of what passes for it, Truth!
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What passes for "reality" is a maze of smoke and mirrors. It's a fantasy, a travesty, a psychopathic furor. It adds to the confusion, or it clutters up your sense, but it complicates your issue and denies "informed consent"!  Without a true "informed consent" we're a fish that's washed ashore.  Without a true "informed consent" we're locked outside, deplored.

See, we can't make good judgments if we do not get the facts! We cannot then defend ourselves from bona fide attacks. We're then BLIND and DEAF and DUMB—conflicted in a LIE... and lead like lambs to slaughter for those persons we'd despise.

I'd pierce that veil with rhyming words I've woven into song. I'd poke them in cold—rheumy— eyes and not be strung along. I'd see them held accountable, these "captains" we don't need, but live my life as I see fit, to plant a DIFFERENT seed!

The seed I'd plant is cosmic and it's found between the stars. See, the time and space precludes those lies they've used as chains and bars. The seed: imagination; its growth is what is true. The goal is satisfaction. These seeds are me and you.

alienview@roadrunner.com
www.AlienView.net



Consider what's at the end of all those busy corporate "equations," folks. You.

Ironic, isn't it, that given their utter dependence on your kind attention their regard of you STILL manifests itself in such disrespectful ways. See, these rather conveniently presume that you are like them, reader, or would be, when study shows that it may be as little as three in a hundred constituting "them." You are the decided majority, and don't think they don't know it.

See? It's not about their concern for you, it's not about your best interests, and it's not about the welfare of your immortal soul! It's only about how useful you are in that unending struggle they contrive to keep their own water hot by tricking you into keeping it hot... FOR them. The world we live in is only about THEIR validation and comfort; it's never been about yours.  Fair play is inimical to their best interests.  Yours is beneath their concern, consideration, and contempt.  See, your best interests costs them money.

To facilitate that one-sided struggle—to enrich themselves on levels most cannot imagine—they have harnessed the unctuous power of timeless *ceremony* and ageless *tradition* for their self-interested manipulations.  Then they facilitate—through unassailable corporate behemoths—corrupt faux-religious institutions, and finally, these closed institution's too willing even if unknowing shills.

These scabrous entities are not conflicted by anything as unprofitable as conscience, or compassion or good will (except when these can be used to deceive), and they busily prosecute their contempt and lack of respect for the rank and file with the "slings and arrows" of contrived misfortune... serving only to diminish those serving them as they themselves are grievously enriched.  Say it's not so then wonder where Trade Unions and a healthy middle class go.

Truly, we must bite the hand that "feeds" us; it's in everyone's best interest. They're not finding this out. WE'RE finding this out!

See, there's MORE to Earth and Heaven, even, than once honored Flags—made flaccid—and Constitutional parchments—made brittle—as key and critical as these Flags and Constitutions are! More than we know and more than we can know!

Consider, then: UFOs become an "air" that we would do well as a nation to breathe at last! Why? Well, I suspect the problems of Creeds, Religions, Flags, and Constitutions work themselves out straight-up and right off, eh? There's the rub we find.  The "leaders," alluded to above require a status quo of insentient rigidness to continue to profit in the manner to which they have become accustomed.  Sad but true.

Lately, some of these conflicted individuals (who gleefully front for the aforementioned outdated traditions and irrelevant ceremonies) have used our public forums to grind pig-metal axes and prosecute duplicitous agendas. For my part I'm never at a loss in my depressed amazement for these portentous pundits, these fulsome faith pushers, or these pompous "scientistsic (sic)" proselytizers.

They fairly ooze that cloying musk of a closed-loop faux-ardent sincerity, sincere seeming compassion, and a seeming compassionate ardency—where they can still pull that off with their trust-funded noses in the air! Though, the irredeemable dearth of all that ardent sincerity, sincere compassion, and compassionate ardency flies in the face of all imagination, reason, and intelligence!  See, we're Stockholm sufferers, we suck it up like air, still.  It's all we have or are allowed.

One could almost be convinced that they "believed" their own ego-driven self-involvedness, themselves, enthralled by their own propaganda. I remember that their brand of self-serving "faith," in the aggregate, is not testable and so must be completely valueless except as consoling opiate. I'm not making that up.  It's been noticed before this tyranny of institutionalized psychopathy.

It has been argued by some of these corporate and religious shills that their points of view are at least as valid as that which has been otherwise more inclusively proposed and they have as much right to express their views and get published as anyone else... and they would be RIGHT! It is your own argument to them, exactly!  Ronald Reagan and Margaret Thatcher had a point with regard to self-reliant persons making do for themselves until the promised pecuniary "trickle down" became the urinary "trickled on."  Wealth, not held to account, always only ever trickles up.

Then their singularly duplicitous "responcible message" insidiously suggests a CLOYING repetition treading dangerously close to an annoying opportunity to proselytize for the "one true faith" however that "faith" is manifested... for a valueless point that cannot be conclusively made, anyway, and that would make "my" (your) total "demise" its first order of business! My argument to them; however, doesn't include their demise. Damned if it probably should, you know? Religion has ever been a lie in the fog.

At the business end of such an evil cultural entity as religion... to the tune of hundreds of thousands of dollars in lost wages... this writer don't just suspect the preceding. He knows!

Similar faux-petulant points are made in public forums, but as this may NOT be the kind of forum as some might personally have it ...this forum could reflect an attitude that freedom OF religion at least suggests a freedom FROM religion if desired, dogma... increasingly irrelevant but still proffered philosophy, or hypocrisy if one desired to more correctly identify same.  No... these continue to bang, against all moderation, the same very tiresome and unjustified exclusionary drum.

In truth, these "campaigns" of corporate money and sibling religion are going to get an expected traction for the sociopathy only because the acceleration of their aforementioned irrelevance makes them scheme and cheat for it—forgetting that I think they are wrong and wrong minded, actually injurious to rationality, and harmful to the cause of dispelling the aggregate ignorance presently endured... ...and traditionally endured. They would, of course, disagree. Agreement is disaster for them.

Without doubt, and why I can't object to their dismissal here, their particular message CAN be heard in fulsome abundance elsewhere in the world, everywhere else, reader!

Indeed, their effort saturates—this writer would say "subverts"—American culture at every level and station, anyway! This is accomplished ...And isn't that ironic given that their "persecuted" faith is beamed from monied satellites to a _plethora_ of cable and digital television channels, mega-churches big as Walmart blight the heartland, AM and FM radio stations fester with the faith at the bottom of the listening dial from coast to coast and border to border, and the faith is all but blatantly proselytized from two of the three arms of Federal Government... and all three arms in some states...

In light of the preceding it doesn't seem REMOTELY necessary to hear that particular drum being excessively banged everywhere. Not by a long shot, and not on this writer's watch.  Not a psychopath, I've a conscience.  Stuff your religion.

Indeed, it IS, as "messages" are, a message with an anxious axe to grind—an axe that is already ground from too many satellites beaming down to too many televisions and radio stations, internet sites, books, newspapers, magazines, and pamphlet's... all of it validating fallaciousness, distorting the mainstream, employing propaganda and otherwise raising the hair on the back of my old neck! Not here, ladies and Gentlebunkies!

I would suggest that these persons start their own lists and have—charming little places where they become irrelevant, still, but do so at a faster rate. ...A place to molder their 2%er gnash where the confused and scared majority won't bother them. Yeah... pretty unqualified support for the unsurpassed arrogance of a mere 200 years of—badly executed—Cartesian reductionism... suffocating atmosphere, poisoned land, and smothered oceans! This is found everywhere else, folks, it doesn't HAVE to be here.

Turn up Plato. Tell Aristotle to push a sock in it for awhile.

Simple respect is the larger reality, forgetting that I'm not shilling for the "crazies," so much. I suspect they've got things almost as screwed up as anybody, but they are only there, in large part, because proud science doesn't deliver on its arrogant presumption to explain the obvious paranormal more obvious to the rank and file: profess to be its default arbiter even as they won't investigate what they arbitrate. Why? Because they think they understand the "danger" in it or simply deny same! These summarily addressed? They won't or can't... and don't! Pretty nastily, too.  Klasskurtxians ARE, by definition.

Be that as it may. Better just give up, those who beg their own moderation, on trying to sell the same old discredited paradigms to members of a public forum. You are not here to teach, or preach, or otherwise sermonize the "one true world" view; you are here to communicate, listen, learn, and share. We are ALL teachers here, just as we are all students. Get used to it, abide the inclusive rules, or recuse yourselves from the human equation. That's an alien view... a poet's view.

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Cooperations Of Kindred Souls


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Folks who think they'd want to "know" will sift the net for that which "glows." Too, they might take a chance to find my "AlienViews" the glowing kind. Individuals of this breed, who want what's righteous, out of need, are no longer satisfied with "mainstreams" wrapped in pretty lies—which front for ardent psychopaths manipulating, if detached!
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In THESE I see that kindred soul who watches for that glow I'd know.
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Me, the guy at AlienViews, won't judge, pronounce, or pick and choose, but I'd observe in earnest musings that which seems the most abusive... ...and then, not shy, my blade's deployed and in full view with no decoy it's time to put things in the street where truncheons meet their hard conceit.
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There is always more to know; a knowing smirk's inappropo...
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Earnest persons would disburse the thoughts they have—BE unrehearsed! ...By that I mean life's ringing truer from these brave new "AlienViewers"... individuals not adored for pointing out the lie deplored.  Indeed, one must find these pay a price expressing, when it's not so nice, alligators in a swamp thought clear... so better that you know they're near!
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See, taken at their word one finds the perspicacious... searching mind.
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These? They're the new"autonomous": to live within their means—a must!  Self-sufficient these inspire AUTONOMY! They start that fire! They would BE the self-sufficient! Finding culture inefficient, these would make the time they need to ask the questions, begged, we seek! Very glad I see them growing; friends, who must feel better knowing.
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They'd respect all nature clearer knowing nature is their mirror.
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People share with me their heart, so demonstrate they'd take their part... in all that we would try to do... to dig out all the hidden truths. Numbers growing (day by day) would indicate a better way to make connections we contend are not inventions we pretend! We don't lose, we only gain; we'd sing out, loud, in glad refrain...
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...As what now passes for the *TRUTH* is truth suborned—contrived abuse.
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It's true that we accelerate... to un-guessed speeds, we reach for fate... as "stars" still crawl across the sky on secret missions YOU can spy. *Stuff* is up there no mistake; that *stuff* portends some higher stakes. This has the "white-breads" all confused regarding what they THOUGHT they knew! ...But we would slip beyond their edges; use our minds to crash their hedges...
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...Make them pay for sins committed, if passed "politeness" we've permitted!
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What we'll do is look at things with honesty that smarts and stings, but try to take a clearer view of what is "real," the facts—the truth! Not what WE pretend it is, pronounce upon or SAY it is, but that vision which is seen... when one goes where the data leads! We can do it. We've the power. We don't need to hide and cower. We are what we'd will to be! Be honest with ourselves, of needs!
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We ARE looking, we're sincere; we won't give in to threats and fear!
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...A point of view that's perspicacious, inclusive so a bit audacious, the AlienViews are what we find collected in this forum's mind. With SO much more to meet the eye than what a hijacked mainstream hides, I share with you who took the time to hear me out, to wade the rhyme... ...a FACT that, TO you, must occur... if you've been just a BIT alert:
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That we can share our thoughts (with grace) and build a grassroots POWER BASE that's SO much bigger than the crowd who hems us in! I hope to shout!  
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Sure and all we hang by thread and one misstep we'd all be dead.  Religious fundamentalisms, polarizing toxic schisms, population's cancerous sway, pollution poisons planet...'K... Fervidly we search for answers to these "problems," mounting cancers... Time and money is consumed in these researches it's presumed...
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Though, all our "problems," answers "sought," thats the freaking PROBLEM, Hoss!  Answers are not sought, my friend, answers must be faced, comprende? 


alienview@roadrunner.com
www.AlienView.net



Faced in Cooperation... that's a fact. Cooperation is the power that WOULD corrupt, but that it is "cooperating" and so not a natural facilitator of corruption. Not wired that way to begin with, cooperation maximizes lasting individual gain as it encourages the diversity found within it.  What doesn't change, rots.
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That's the secret, actually.  Diversity in all things allows unhindered EV-olution to preclude that invariably painful REV-olution. "All things in moderation," includes moderation, it would appear!
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Cooperating for what? Full Disclosure, competent oversight of institutions, minimization of closed institutions like Church (closed to the faithless) and Government (closed to those without money), a valid mainstream actually reflective of an aggregate society, brave science that goes where the data leads, tempered justice that is efficaciously blind and not available only to the man with the biggest checkbook, earnest leadership working for the people, the greatest good for the greatest number, real doctors who don't do harm and follow their oaths, clean water, clean air, wholesome food, a good roof, and the final death of religious fundamentalism's egregious population excesses! Every one of the preceding is inextricably tied to UFOs... surprised?
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Don't be. Things were always bigger than we knew. What you've known is not all there is, not by a long shot.
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Thing is? You could be a lot bigger than you knew, too.  You have impact you've forgotten you could have, eh?
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Read your Bible. Read your Koran. Read any *religious* text over a thousand years old. It's all there slapping the reader in the face... bludgeoning actually, and that must explain the otherwise inexplicable obliviousness to it. We are not alone...
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We are not alone...!
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Thank the stars and little sputniks!
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I'd almost rather be cocooned by Sigourney Weaver's aliens and host an acid dripping face-hugger than think I was ALONE in the same universe with the likes of Pat Robertson or George W. Bush... acid dripping face-huggers in their own right. I insist on having a power higher than any of those two in evidence or I'm going to be one hell of a whole lot meaner than I am now, in my own right!
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Perhaps that is what is so interesting (and appealing to me) about the concept of the extra-terrestrial.  It is an end run around a conventional wisdom that is neither wisdom or conventional because privilege becomes convenience and convenience becomes a "prefered" state of things evolving to the unconventional... needlessly sacrificing the many for a few.  There are "many," remember, only because that keeps wages low.  See, there will be someone, always, available to do the job for a little bit less.  Why did you think single celled zygotes had the very same rights, honors, and privileges of personhood immediately denied or minimized for the fresh born human infant... 30,000 of which exclusively starve to death on the planet every day.  Not sickness, not trauma... just starve.  Abominous!  ET might want to keep us at arms length.
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That there is something else in heaven and Earth beyond the controlled pale of the preceding two psychopaths Pat and George (forgetting thousands like them, their supporters, and hangers-on)... this is crucial concept internalized to secure a firm grip on personal sanity and rationality... correct behavior. With just a little open-minded consideration the reader might think so too.
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Sincerely! Read on!
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Restore John Ford!

Sunday, August 03, 2014

Two Percenters




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You understand the problem set; it's that I'd "soar and cleave."  I'd blow a righteous whistle on the kinds of *faith* one's taught one needs, so I just won't consider, then, respect for lies and cheats who are scarring knees of innocence to facilitate obscene conceit.
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I'd rather spread my arms and leap... they scourge the Earth these errant creeps! Too, I find that if I seek clear air (?) must come rewards for those who dare!
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Though, check these "Two Percenters" who dismiss, quite out of hand, the remainder of that *hundred* that they shall not understand. Yeah—they've got to keep their hand in... but the "corporate" drives their fray, detracting from the science they would say will save our very day.
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See? It can only use that *science* the *mainstream* makes *correct*, so it's science that is suspect! That deserves but disrespect! The *science* that TPs worship, then, won't give them time of day.  It shall not give them credit in any manner, shape, or way!
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You want my introspection? The end of them is past! Their moldy walls are crumbling on the shores where they are, finally, cast! These "two percenters" fail to see—so have a false perception—that they ALONE are doing science... See?  That mainstream's ALL rejection!
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"Two percenters"? They're like "skinheads" in a "redneck" sort of way. They're revolted by diversity, so they're inbred, more's to say. They're proud authoritarians; they're quick to disagree; they're rigid and unyielding; they think they're off their, callused, knees.
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Too, they would disallow ideas that detract from their intentions... to define their small realities and disguise confused pretensions!
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Now, they've not MOVED one bleeding INCH in sixty some-odd years! Too, they're the freaking "good guys" which is why it's all so queer.
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The "field's" still an oddball, now, for all the books they write! Though, they whine and moan and grumble to pretend they're in the, righteous, fight! Still, sacrificing science to a hostile mainstream press, they lap-dog for elitists I despise... but I digress…
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"Two Percenters" are parochial; they're the mud that sticks to shoes. They're impeding our progression from the worn out—well misused. They cannot stand to have someone... taunt challenges at *faith* that are shopworn, and convenient, but untested and BEYOND disgrace!
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They'd pretend the center seat, the crown of our creation! As a self-fulfilling fantasy; they're a dead-end to progression.
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...And these are still the good guys (!) who would look beyond the pale; they're not the canted CSICOPs—a cult that soon shall, hugely, fail! They're not the skeptibunkies, or the dim-bulbed thugs of Klass. They're the straight-up brave researchers who should kick enigma's, flaccid, ass! Still (damn...) they're "Two Percenters", so they're rigid and they're mean! They're self-confined inside their box; it's them who lives the specious dream.
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They're "certain" so they're manic and belief must cloud their view.  Like, they fool themselves they're seeing things that bolster what's not true:  that they must crown creation so must have things figured out... to understand the points of things and grok what they're about.  Still, they piss and moan amongst themselves and flagellate their cases. These *ambush* and *assassinate* and so earn their own disgraces.
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Some engage in whispers or campaigns of other sorts, and I can find no honor in their manner or defuse reports. It's like they want to own some *thing* when it's not that *thing* at all. You're foolish if you do so; if you do you've dropped the ball!
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They would find the "gains" they seek are barren and outdated, criminal, nefarious, revolting — roundly hated.
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...And still, these are the "good guys," the guys who watch the skies, the fellows on the UpDates List we find we can't despise. We see them on the telly, we hear them on the net, but they're just "water treading," that's an odds on sucker’s, easy, bet.
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They're tiresome and tedious and shall not "soar and cleave..." when that's the thing that's ailing them and what they sorely need.

alienview@roadrunner.com
www.AlienView.net





I would expose the "Two Percenter." This is an individual who arrogantly passes himself off as the soul of "rational" ufology while studiously ignoring 98% of a conjectured reality. This is but pride yet to fall!

Too, this is the lot pandering to a science that does not respect them! This is the lot endlessly rehashing data that a corrupt mainstream will not begin to acknowledge, and who then prosecutes an exclusionary ufological closed-mindedness even more tragic than the garden variety skeptibunky or fervent CSICOPian, reader, because the "Two Percenter" THEN plays right into the CSICOPian’s clammy hands. The "Two Percenter," ironically, remains one of the *good* guys.

This is progress?

Sixty years ago we teetered on a lip of social and cultural rebirth! We anticipated intellectual transition. We stood on the precipice of all advancement. Many fine people of education, intelligence, and character gave every rational indication that the strange aerial activity, continuing to this day, was the obvious work of an advanced tool using intelligence... not of our Earth. They still do...

And what incredible tools, reader...

...More forthcoming...