...In Torment...

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There are persons in torment, and it’s genuine, bunky! These belie all your snickers and sneers! They’re smashed on the rocks of some highly strange weirdness, yet shoved to the fringe's inconsolate rear!
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These write haunted letters seeming eerily truthful. These try to make do with their ruinousness lives! One has to lie to a spouse to keep *blending*... Another's alone, and abused, but *survives*.
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“Just say it ain’t so,” peoples relatives plead. “What's said's "science fiction," friend, anyway!” “You’ve surly lost everything – now let *it* alone.” “...Get down on your knees, stop sinning... and pray!”

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...But these know just what they felt and saw and heard!
They know they weren’t just dreaming! That’s absurd!
What smells like that while dreaming? How's reality not disturbed?
...And this process of "abduction" goes its way, still, undeterred!
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I won’t pretend to understand their terror... These events which must exceed... ...all sane control! Insanity inflicted has pretended their *discredit*! These are ...people... ground in gears... of steel and cold.
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If they’re wrong, the bunkies reason, they're "pathetic." They’re a drain on *worshiped* science, at the worst! ...But if right they... ...readjust our worldviews, and our *white-bread* compilations split and burst!
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If they’re right? They have an insight on these "changes." This may mean that all you work for is untrue... ...All the wealth you have amassed... may be snatched from your grasp; you may end up "leeks" and "carrots" in a stew!
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If they’re right your personal world could get "uncomfortable"... All your children could be thrown up in your face. All your works? An abomination of some true God; all your thought’s? ...Mere filthy rags in time and space.
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Is it best, then, not to know that you’re invalid, though the evidence may point out... such a case? For my part, I'd rather gladly "start at zero," than to live a life contrived, so losing face.
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...And still these "walking wounded" write me letters. Their misery's complicated sans surcease. Abandoned, and alone, these are in tatters and impugned, and bullied by the likes of "mind police."

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...Too, they know just what they felt and saw and heard!
They know they weren't just dreaming! That’s absurd!
What populates their dreams like shrieking birds?
...Showing horror's unabatted as abduction’s... undeterred.
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Think “Ellen” was a brave soul with her swim to isle Lesbos? Think her courage so conclusive or refined? It’s, respectfully, just a piddle, when compared to all the trouble the abducted take on board when they're defined!
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They are driven from their families far more often than mere gays? They are driven from their jobs... where they’ve worked and saved and paid? They cannot get a loan on a car or boat... a home? “They are "stricken," probably "dangerous" — "their mental roads must be un-paved!”
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That’s the lot in life, perhaps, of those who put their trust... ...in our cultures admonition that it’s there for you! But show a little difference in *performance* if you must? And they shove you to the brittle ice... ...lonely, cold, and blue.
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So suffer your affliction's tattered lives, my honored friends! Take heart it’s really happening, not contrived! Take heart that you're the vanguard and so, likely, closer still to what, soon, I must surmise, we’ll all imbibe!

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alienview@adelphia.net
www.AlienView.net
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Steven Stills soulfully warns via the "oldies" channel from 45 years ago, "Something’s happening here – What it is ain’t exactly clear..." ...and he was spot on. As I hear it, we're all in relative indeterminacy on an out of control globe and awash inky infinite space. Concurrently, we hurtle to some dark unknown as it is, at best, communicated from a lying rear view mirror. That's good news, really. Anything else would be boring.
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So damn much is made unclear, though, and unnecessarily so.
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"Made" unclear... eh? That suggests mechanism, and what is that mechanism? What is happening and how! We'll leave "why" to those who mistakenly believe they'd comprehend it or even have the stomach for it. Understanding is not required, eh? Who understands the requirements for electronically publishing this page?
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So be strong, you woeful effected. Ignore the ignorant jibes of the indolently aspected, Wuff your wings as Joyce wrote and well be. You'll have company soon enough, and if you care to? You can have the last laugh, say a few well deserved I told you so's ... and then give these scared newcomers the help they didn't give you.
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That said, and for what it's worth if I may, you "abducted persons" have my regard, as genuine whatever the provenance of your experience.
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Try to remember, though, it may not be the aliens, so much, facilitating your torment. It's your culture, likely aware of it themselves, who is to blame. With its support, you see, one could stand tall to the enigma and not be cowed by it, or less cowed. Society is your villain, I maintain.
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Read on.