.
Arcturus is that star who glimmers subtlety in the evening, and he shares a page of mythos with the night. Like the watching eye of tenders who officiate the sky, he glimmers pastel colors, soft, but bright.
.
Some twenty times the size of sol, he's a beacon in the sky. He’s part of honest history, or... the sum of those who’ve died. Fusing helium to carbon, he prepares to launch in death... more elements conducive to ourselves, and that's no stretch.
.
Now, a breeze would tousle grasses of an aging spring expired, like the wine sweet effervescence in a flower. In the sky above our heads a spinning timeless sweep of space... ...Too, Bootes is watching bears revolve, empowered.
.
As the night bird's sonic singing has no feathers, that canopy of stars provides no shield... There's naught to keep us safe against our night fears; we fear insentient power we don't wield.
~
We’re the thinking part of water,
And could be taking better care
Of a cradle made a cesspool,
Or our home in sad repair.
“Global warming’s total bullshit,”
Said a person in my car,
But my mind was on some friendliness
So I didn’t take it far...
...Except to say, “I hope you’re right,”
And my professors have been looney.
...Cray computers model tripe,
And disaster’s "looming hooey."
I hope your birds do sweetly sing
In greens, and golds, and browns.
Too, never have we cause to fret...
For dying, hapless towns.
The sky has lost it’s robin’s egg.
Still, the saucers haunt the sky.
And the History Channel asks the kids
“Are there UFO’s, and why?”
Their report was: kids don’t buy it.
They’re not believing in...
What’s lurking in the shadows
Of their father’s bosses’ *friends*.
And they sure don’t cop at college...
Where they snort a rightist's blend.
They won’t question their *convictions*,
And they’d sooner break then bend...
~
Right.
.
The previous sentence is patent nonsense to any with-it person who has seen a UFO, read Richard Dolan, Bruce Maccabee, or Stanton Friedman et sig al... ...or just ask Richard Hall about the betrayal endured from trusted institutions betraying trust. He's been salvoed on multiple levels by same for decades. Still, like a true warrior philosopher, he perseveres... I digress.
.
Forget the legion of mighty ufological soldiers and the shoulders on which you may confidently stand for a moment, reader... shoulders supporting a contingent of cited justification for very real conspiracies of all types... just to start.
.
...What is your gut feeling, reader? Are you getting an informed square deal from mainstream media, the military industrial complex, and your*elected* leadership? Too, are these entities remotely incapable of ponderous obfuscation, predatory self-interest, and criminal chicanery? What do your guts tell you, sir and madam, and go with that.
.
Gargantuan Pharm? Toxic Chemicals? Mendacious Petroleum? Co-opted Media? Corporate Government? Duplicitous Medicine?
.
Are these behemoths remotely concerned with the best interests of those travailing individuals who heat the behemoth's very water, fight its wars, fix its toys, clean its messes, and suffer its, at best, ready disrespect or insincere patronization? Uh-uh, after a while, folks, they're just pissing on your leg and don't even CARE that you know it's not rain.
.
Ooops! Did it again!
.
Back at the ranch... ...Please remember: an entity, be it governmental, institutional, or departmental, who can dump PCBs into your drinking water and then cover it up, cripple an official investigation into it, and then not report the aftermath... is capable of lying and distorting about much worse than that... Isn't that what your guts would tell you?
.
...And don't be surprised at the pompous vituperation you can incur as a result of going with your gut in the matter, as I have. Just having the suspicion alone is enough to invite the dismissive smears, canted logics, and derisive hoots of conflicted elitists... even those likely pretending a mantle of respectability, scholarship, and common sense... eh, FASTWALKER?
.
Who else resents being employed in the manner of a casually misused implement brandished about like a pitchfork in the hands of a psychotic maladroit. I've recently read where individual facility in a sick society does not speak well of the overall health of that individual...
.
Yeah... a truth-seeker must of needs stay well informed to preclude the shenanigans of the sold-out kool-aid drinker... however "well intentioned"... and folks, think about it. You looking out to me and saying I'm a crazy conspiracy nut may be decidedly worse than me looking back and calling you a juice-sucking coward, even if the "shoe fits." I digress again.
.
I’m in the possession of a text book giving all indication things are worse than you even suspected, good reader. I read it again recently for about the 150th time... ...Just another liberal pule and the product of a liberal education system? I think not!
.
Key words are “cognitive dissonance”, and “Lies my teacher told me...” I've remarked on this book before on the "AlienView Explained" page, and it is the kind of book that begins to sandbag your ufological levee even as it has nothing to do with UFOs. See, it remains to point out that there's a lot of money involved to officiating the status quo... and UFOs, whatever they might be, are about an alternative entity not beholden or controlled by our default *officiators*.
.
The staus quo abhors an alternative. UFOs and their supposed "occupants" may be outstanding in that capacity — nes't-ce pas?
.
Lies My Teacher Told Me is a book about re-writing or misreporting the history to support the conveniently approved cant preferred and endorsed later on, but using it on the children et al to indoctrinate and manipulate them... ...a docile "employee production" at the expense of producing, instead, critical thinkers. I was there, folks, and understand how it has been going on since the beginning. Yeah — maybe totalitarian regimes do this as a matter of course, but what's not reported is that we are guilty of this ourselves in America. Think not? Read something that's not a propaganda, pilgrim.
.
We were just starting to come out of it, too... [heavy sigh...]
.
Is it any wonder that history (school) is almost universally hated by our children. They know it's bull-squeeze even if they can't articulate why.
.
...I say all this, patient reader, knowing that I can get so far up a persons nose that they can feel my boot heels on their chin... ...but I gotta write my conscience friend...
.
...Unlike my piqued, canted, and neo-conic opposition: scheming scolds recently pandering around loudly and seemingly "oh so sensibly" to a community they would love to firm up into a "base"? Right, Squidward?
.
...I've got that conscience to which I have alluded above.
.
Read on...
Arcturus is that star who glimmers subtlety in the evening, and he shares a page of mythos with the night. Like the watching eye of tenders who officiate the sky, he glimmers pastel colors, soft, but bright.
.
Some twenty times the size of sol, he's a beacon in the sky. He’s part of honest history, or... the sum of those who’ve died. Fusing helium to carbon, he prepares to launch in death... more elements conducive to ourselves, and that's no stretch.
.
Now, a breeze would tousle grasses of an aging spring expired, like the wine sweet effervescence in a flower. In the sky above our heads a spinning timeless sweep of space... ...Too, Bootes is watching bears revolve, empowered.
.
As the night bird's sonic singing has no feathers, that canopy of stars provides no shield... There's naught to keep us safe against our night fears; we fear insentient power we don't wield.
~
We’re the thinking part of water,
And could be taking better care
Of a cradle made a cesspool,
Or our home in sad repair.
“Global warming’s total bullshit,”
Said a person in my car,
But my mind was on some friendliness
So I didn’t take it far...
...Except to say
And my professors have been looney.
...Cray computers model tripe,
And disaster’s "looming hooey."
I hope your birds do sweetly sing
In greens, and golds, and browns.
Too, never have we cause to fret...
For dying, hapless towns.
The sky has lost it’s robin’s egg.
Still, the saucers haunt the sky.
And the History Channel asks the kids
“Are there UFO’s, and why?”
Their report was: kids don’t buy it.
They’re not believing in...
What’s lurking in the shadows
Of their father’s bosses’ *friends*.
And they sure don’t cop at college...
Where they snort a rightist's blend.
They won’t question their *convictions*,
And they’d sooner break then bend...
~
.
...But now the evening is upon me; the sky ascends to purple. The stars wink on at random... ...colored fire! Arcturus shepherds night, the bear observer burning bright... a witness to the history not conspired.
alienview@adelphia.net
www.AlienView.net
Good God, but that one could presume we were able to find a way to stay off each other’s ass!
....But now the evening is upon me; the sky ascends to purple. The stars wink on at random... ...colored fire! Arcturus shepherds night, the bear observer burning bright... a witness to the history not conspired.
alienview@adelphia.net
www.AlienView.net
Good God, but that one could presume we were able to find a way to stay off each other’s ass!
But... (Yeah, I know; you smelled one coming...) ...if I was hearing this forthcoming *message* from anywhere else, I’d give consideration regards stepping off to let a sleeping dog lie, awhile.
.
The message?
.
"There is no *cosmic* conspiracy, in the first place, and errant persons who suspect same are infected with the dreaded "M" cubed disease. This is to say, simply, that they are deliberately Misleading, credulously Mislead, or Mentally ill..."
.
The message?
.
"There is no *cosmic* conspiracy, in the first place, and errant persons who suspect same are infected with the dreaded "M" cubed disease. This is to say, simply, that they are deliberately Misleading, credulously Mislead, or Mentally ill..."
.
Lying, stupid, or sick, to be "John Rimmer" plain.
.
Predictably, given the ilk in practice of this meme, there are no alternative choices. Zero, zip, nada and uh-uh. Nothing's outside the box, move along... a non-elected leadership is appropriately forthcoming, show's over folks... and our institutions don't betray our trust, nothing happening here...
..
Predictably, given the ilk in practice of this meme, there are no alternative choices. Zero, zip, nada and uh-uh. Nothing's outside the box, move along... a non-elected leadership is appropriately forthcoming, show's over folks... and our institutions don't betray our trust, nothing happening here...
Right.
.
The previous sentence is patent nonsense to any with-it person who has seen a UFO, read Richard Dolan, Bruce Maccabee, or Stanton Friedman et sig al... ...or just ask Richard Hall about the betrayal endured from trusted institutions betraying trust. He's been salvoed on multiple levels by same for decades. Still, like a true warrior philosopher, he perseveres... I digress.
.
Forget the legion of mighty ufological soldiers and the shoulders on which you may confidently stand for a moment, reader... shoulders supporting a contingent of cited justification for very real conspiracies of all types... just to start.
.
...What is your gut feeling, reader? Are you getting an informed square deal from mainstream media, the military industrial complex, and your*elected* leadership? Too, are these entities remotely incapable of ponderous obfuscation, predatory self-interest, and criminal chicanery? What do your guts tell you, sir and madam, and go with that.
.
Gargantuan Pharm? Toxic Chemicals? Mendacious Petroleum? Co-opted Media? Corporate Government? Duplicitous Medicine?
.
Are these behemoths remotely concerned with the best interests of those travailing individuals who heat the behemoth's very water, fight its wars, fix its toys, clean its messes, and suffer its, at best, ready disrespect or insincere patronization? Uh-uh, after a while, folks, they're just pissing on your leg and don't even CARE that you know it's not rain.
.
Jeez -- was that another digression? Great! I love those things! J.D. Salinger points out that that's where the honest reality is actually happening. Everything else is just a bluster... a meaningless and embarrassing facade awaiting the next stock-taking and so useful digression.
.Ooops! Did it again!
.
Back at the ranch... ...Please remember: an entity, be it governmental, institutional, or departmental, who can dump PCBs into your drinking water and then cover it up, cripple an official investigation into it, and then not report the aftermath... is capable of lying and distorting about much worse than that... Isn't that what your guts would tell you?
.
...And don't be surprised at the pompous vituperation you can incur as a result of going with your gut in the matter, as I have. Just having the suspicion alone is enough to invite the dismissive smears, canted logics, and derisive hoots of conflicted elitists... even those likely pretending a mantle of respectability, scholarship, and common sense... eh, FASTWALKER?
.
Who else resents being employed in the manner of a casually misused implement brandished about like a pitchfork in the hands of a psychotic maladroit. I've recently read where individual facility in a sick society does not speak well of the overall health of that individual...
.
Yeah... a truth-seeker must of needs stay well informed to preclude the shenanigans of the sold-out kool-aid drinker... however "well intentioned"... and folks, think about it. You looking out to me and saying I'm a crazy conspiracy nut may be decidedly worse than me looking back and calling you a juice-sucking coward, even if the "shoe fits." I digress again.
.
I’m in the possession of a text book giving all indication things are worse than you even suspected, good reader. I read it again recently for about the 150th time... ...Just another liberal pule and the product of a liberal education system? I think not!
.
Key words are “cognitive dissonance”, and “Lies my teacher told me...” I've remarked on this book before on the "AlienView Explained" page, and it is the kind of book that begins to sandbag your ufological levee even as it has nothing to do with UFOs. See, it remains to point out that there's a lot of money involved to officiating the status quo... and UFOs, whatever they might be, are about an alternative entity not beholden or controlled by our default *officiators*.
.
The staus quo abhors an alternative. UFOs and their supposed "occupants" may be outstanding in that capacity — nes't-ce pas?
.
Lies My Teacher Told Me is a book about re-writing or misreporting the history to support the conveniently approved cant preferred and endorsed later on, but using it on the children et al to indoctrinate and manipulate them... ...a docile "employee production" at the expense of producing, instead, critical thinkers. I was there, folks, and understand how it has been going on since the beginning. Yeah — maybe totalitarian regimes do this as a matter of course, but what's not reported is that we are guilty of this ourselves in America. Think not? Read something that's not a propaganda, pilgrim.
.
We were just starting to come out of it, too... [heavy sigh...]
.
Is it any wonder that history (school) is almost universally hated by our children. They know it's bull-squeeze even if they can't articulate why.
.
...I say all this, patient reader, knowing that I can get so far up a persons nose that they can feel my boot heels on their chin... ...but I gotta write my conscience friend...
.
...Unlike my piqued, canted, and neo-conic opposition: scheming scolds recently pandering around loudly and seemingly "oh so sensibly" to a community they would love to firm up into a "base"? Right, Squidward?
.
...I've got that conscience to which I have alluded above.
.
Read on...
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