Sunday, August 30, 2009

"The Man" & Justified Quarantine...


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Just tell me what your deal is! Yes, be up front with me! Tell me what you're thinking! Let's sail charted seas!
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Life's made short, so why live lies? Long life must then betray you! As time goes by your lie's found out; your *life-styles* bugger virtue.
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Just indicate your thinking, please! Avoid those darkened corners. Or, showing real courage? Make your self your own informer!
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...Spend ANY time outside at night ... Just keep on looking up? You SEE the damnedest things appear! "These ain't just coffee cups"!
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Most folks thinking: something's in... the night, and day skies, too! These are qualifying folks, good friend, believing what is true!
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Christ, you can see it on your CRT... ...from the Hubble's humbling reaches…? The planets? ...Numbered grains of sand... on a billion planets beaches!
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...And ET's shan't confound us! They're not much different than... seeing smoke across a river where we thought no folks lived, then…
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Drake works out "equations," and assumptive though they are? Its suggestion, rather strongly? There are aliens, near... not far!
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Too, I know that change is scary! We compare these, friend; we must! ...What WE'VE performed *discovering* ... someone not as strong as us!
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Yeah, we've *pacified* the natives. We'd *domesticate* the few. The rest we'd treat like animals! Hell, we've cooked some up for stew!
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...As it comes to that? We'd fight them...!...But, the inverse could be true! It could be... ...they're teaching us... ...To widen up our view!
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All we want's that satisfaction! ...Though, it can't be bought with money. Raw wealth and pleasure palace? They're an empty space and crumbling.
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Just tell me what you're doing! Where does the money go? I fear the world I live in! I want answers someone knows!
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You'd say I don't want to know... I'd say you don't want me to know! The "why" is the edge-of-your-seat stuff.
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You know who you are... the rest are cursed as your unwitting facilitators.
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See, does the UFO mean more autonomy for the individual? Could UFOs mean that the individual could more easily secede from the "approved" —if derelict— institutions and organizations only abusing the individual? Could UFOs mean that more individuals might have their own castles in a burgeoning 21st Century middle class? That's what scares the man the most. An autonomous individual, you see, must be treated with the same concern and respect that the man reserves for his few equals.
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...Can't have THAT!
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The demonstration of that respect costs money and power. The man is reluctant to pay that out to anyone, even his own! Forget everyone else.
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I think most people are driven into isolation from a perceived threat. That threat doesn't have to be real, mind you. That threat CAN be a ruse used to manipulate and coerce. Your *tree* produces fruit, reader. ...You happy with your fruit or lack of same? I suspect you are, and that's the problem, neatly.
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Conversely, people want to get along! These must not be trained, encouraged, and otherwise falsely convinced to go the other way! Squeeze a lemon and the juice goes in your eye.
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In a similar fashion, a good, credible philosophical "deal" is just not perceived from the dust-bowel environs of comfortably klasskurtxian and pelicanistic skepti-bunky apologists... ...uber-anthropomorphic brigands most likely the root cause of ALL the unshared misery seriously fountaining from this... aggregate lack of respect and minimized individual responsibility we've practised... we've endured ... across the board! Bear with me here. There is too much respect meted out to that which has no respect for you, reader.
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We're not being true to ourselves. We're not respecting ourselves. Consumed with self-hatred? We're not loving ourselves, so tragically, we have no capacity to love outside ourselves. Us or them!
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This would go a long way to explaining that "not landing on the White House lawn" thing. Eh? It may even justify a conjectured quarantine.
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Yeah, I broad brush, but a lot of the paint still sticks. No apologies here.
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...Read on.

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Sunday, August 23, 2009

...Thought Makes Real...


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Consider enigma — uncertainty's principle… And the man who brought it forth? He's a bright star in the blackness on which we'd quickly shut a door.
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It's said he served the Nazis. Why? To build atomic bombs. The watchers watched him closely… He could've built them all along!
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See, they drank the "heavy water," in the Nazi camp of Hitler. Heisenberg deterred their thrust. He was that project's crippler.
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...Onward? Contribution! He explained the all and all. Too, a half turn from what polarized? Then we clearly hear his call.
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He saw that fateful glimmer in the logic of pure math… ...How we shimmer in a vagueness of of a hard to follow path; it's observation makes our *fact* — we call reality! Too, that truth, of course one sees, contrives for you and me.


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This is why your *everything* is not what others think! That's why and how you're ground beneath cruel heels! This is why you dump your toxins, then, in other people's garbage. This is why and how you don't know what you feel!
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Heisenberg's new principle would save us from mere stasis, and the wealth of chance is offered up for view. Heisenberg informs us, friend, that anything can happen! As it happens? Then it can! It's just and true...
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Heisenberg suggests that you can think and make things happen. All your prophesy and dreams can come alive… ...Just be careful what you wish for... many times it is suggested: That the clothes you wear in hell you have contrived.
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Heisenberg suggests that this *uncertainty* is everywhere... ...Under every rock as it's ensconced in every closet! ...Regarding disappointment when what's cherished doesn't happen? You're standing in their queue contrived to take your small deposit?
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Probability's reality and it happens in a curve. Anything can happen, as it must. Any wonder raucous "Bells," then, are tolling unexpected? ...With the Earth abiding, violently, erosions of her trust?

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It's the choices that we make that are the fixing points in space. "Choice" is but a measurement we tool. Make a choice in one way and a joy is had for all; make another? You're a monster, or a fool.

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My hat is off to Heisenberg for showing us we've chance. As anything can happen, we may even do what's right! Know all is as you think it, even though it never was! ...And justice only happens when you make it in your sight.

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You want justice — you MAKE justice. Try noisily pointing out its sullen antithesis where you think it might be lurking! Those contriving to bitch about your contrary activity in this regard are the ones profiting most from things staying as they are! Consider "property seizure" on arbitrary suspicion — consider the IRS. Consider the FED. FDA? Feh!
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Consider being accused of putting radioactive material in someones toothpaste… Bogus is as bogus does...
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Consider that there is no thing above examination. No institution or government. No agency or corporation. No God or religion. No me, myself, nor I... No friend, enemy, nor simulacrum of same.
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Media? A smearing of all the preceding deserves special attention and a consummate reportage as it defines what our aggregate consciousness endures. These individual consciousnesses are important because an aggregate consciousness makes our reality out of whole cloth. Isn't that marvelous?
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Heisenberg was first to articulate this. We think ... ...so make things so.
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Our recognition of this is a result of developing a new mammalian aggregate consciousness at the expense of the old, outdated, and increasingly irrelevant reptilian one —I suspect— as this pertains to the soul of our culture and fabrics of our societies.
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Once again, the individual is key. All it ever took was one vote to win remember... which is what is so egregiously destructive about the current so-called government of the United States.
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...A result of likely fraud, gerrymandering, corporatism, moral and ethical corruption, banal criminality, and a mixture of church and state? It discounts individuality, free thinking expression, and creativity... ...so must fail for the same reason classical communism fails... ...for the same reasons repeating tyranny fails... for the same reason hatred fails, I digress...
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...Though I like it when I do that...
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Read on...
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Sunday, August 16, 2009

...Pat Robertson & Alien's Ketchup...



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Be it "craft," or "design" or even "misnomer" ... Mistakes matter not; see, his meaning was plain! The evidence says that his *printer* had *toner*; we know that he's rich—that he's got half a brain!
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See, "mistake" is a farce! Pat plays us for fools! He was far full aware of his import. He meant us real harm; the message he knew. It's the *fundamental* sentence of his *fundamental* court!
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The glad implication? His God suffers murder ...cold pressed from the pulpits of churches! "Take them and stone them and grind them for filler…" "…First scourge them with switches from poplars and birches."
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Those who look up or afar and away? "Rad dreamers who wonder the reasons for things"? "Make them the first to atone and repay"! "Mark them as first for their earned stripes and stings"!
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"More will come later as our power base swells"! "...We'll settle our hash with the Jews..."! "We'll get all the Friedmans, the Hancocks, and Renses" "We'll murder these rebels... all strange sons of bitches"!
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...Some wonder just what Satan's like while scuffing knees to pray. When the tithe they bleed just sweetens up the bottom line... for "Pat's Way"?
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...A coward waving gaily to his fellows gone to war… then Pat protrudes the pavement for his "show," this dangerous bore...
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Well, I've a new germ of conjecture, so strange... ...Predictable sure, though it stuns... Consider me unhinged or deranged? But "Satan" is ... Pat Robertson… !!!
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Pat said "the faithful" should stone me ... for being outside of his norm? Pummeled, and rocked, then crushed to my knees... I should be "begging for forgiveness" ... pleading to conform!
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...Robertson's the reason we're feeling uptight! Robertson's facile confusion! Robertson's the reason we fight useless fights! Robertson's a soulless flesh... for hate's obscene infusion!
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Robertson: an evil thing who's burned a book or two ... Robertson so FILTHY from the pockets of the needy! Robertson's done his gleeful part to *foment* — misconstrue; He "slouches off to Bethlehem" his foulness proudly greedy.
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I'd thought these things before I'd found he champions MY demise... ...at the hands of hand-picked "righteousness" — DEPLORED! But I'd refrain from murder, even he whom I despise. He calls for executions, friend; he's through the devil's door!
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Stone ME? You better tie me down, you smirking psychopath, or gut-shoot me — I throw BACK!
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This pompous "piece of work" lately wishes death on benign heads of state, and just this minute on whole cities unwilling to switch-out a more solid science for ludicrous superstition... Katrina preached as punishment from a loving God?
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Jesus would retch, so this cranial deformity of a human reptile would be that rich man pulled "through the eye of a needle," and how hard is that?
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For my part? I defy you Pat Robertson; you and all your scurrilous apologists or simulacra. On your admission that you would have me killed for opposing you — I redouble my efforts of opposition, and, ironically do not contest your right to life! ...You officiously obnoxious and ironically soulless bastard!

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Christ's Pattycakes — but it almost seems like we argue from the supposed position of the other! Who's the real Satan, boyo!
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You are, Pat Robertson... or one of evil's more ardently capering imps! You are the foulness you would warn us against! You are that stench so offensive! You... ...a pile of noxious human waste. You!
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Fellow motes! I feel real good about telling you that if you see Pat Robertson moving in any firm direction? Sprint hard the other way! He's the one to lead you straight into the grasping arms of grinning hell!
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Accept no substitute! I say unto ye verily!
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Yes, Verily! Down to a choice of letting Pat have his "way" with me or letting an Alien eat my head? I hope the Alien brought his own ketchup.
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Sunday, August 09, 2009

...Time Surfing...



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The "Recent"? ...Surf on back ten thousand years… And find we're making magic beer! We've barely a clue what transpires to here! You can bet that the truth is bizarre, strange, and queer!
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Now, away, "hangin' ten," to the start of the Pleistocene. This few million years — time lost in a fever dream, in a past long remote, Cenozoic, our theme, where We're struck by a comet and broiled to steam!
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The Pliocene mutters from five million suns... The Miocene rates twenty-two million runs... Oligocene's three-seven proves time marches on... And Eocene at five & three? ...Time surfing's fun that stuns!
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The Cenozoic's Paleocene was the end of a beginning. The Earth herself was smashed apart to earn us extra innings. The rock was mixed with water and the World set different spinning, and good for us that glaciers moved without the Earth condemning.
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Sixty times a million years, add five with no small worry. Discussed to here are epochs that began this yearly scurry. Now measure in vast periods — they're more a yearly hurry! The years rush back much faster in a numbing yearly flurry!
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The *Meso* is Cretaceous, a Jurassic, and Triassic. Two Hundred million some odd years -- our understanding's flaccid. There were animals there living, then, confounding the fantastic, that will turn a listless student to a history fanatic!
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Only halfway there to real old stuff ... The Paleozoic is as old as enough... At millions (six hundred!) it's as old as the bluffs! It is here's said beginnings of our skin, lungs, and guts!
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Permian, Carbon, Devonian periods … you've surfed through the moments of time. Silurian, Ordovician, and Cambrian periods... ...pummel and hammer your rhyme. Prior to the Cambrian there was only primal slime! It's been a real ordeal for YOU; see, t'was your tremendous climb!
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And that's the point, you see, …or why perform the exercise? What's at this "end" is you, and at this end? You overspecialize. You are fearful of what's different, you are sprung to over-criminalize, so dependant on the man that you've forgotten how to criticize.
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Half a billion scary years... ...and it's all come down to you! You're here and heat their water and THEY know you're real; it's true. And thinking on your own is what will really steam their stew! See, you open up your eyes and then — get hard as hell to screw!






Nope -- you and I have no idea what really occurred as early as —Sweet Jesus— probably fifty years ago, I'll betcha; the historical record has been that distorted! That contrived. That made up.
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This is in contrast to the learned pontifications of a mal-educated and effete lawyerly elite who peer down aristocratic noses in self-involved pique at the self-actualizing and self-educating wandering wonderer (you and me), pronouncing him or her "unrefined, unrealized, and intellectually unwashed." Unfit, even, for the knowledge with which they'd avail themselves... yeah, like you could trust anyone but yourself to make that call for you.
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Uh... Anyone care to consider what's really going on? You can bet that it's not what you think — it's not what _I_ think! It's certainly not what they think...
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We walk away from some of the biggest and most far reaching debates conceivable, fellow motes! We don't investigate the clamoring "uncomfortable", and that could mean the degeneration of us.
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We don't cop to our individual responsibility, and that could mean the destruction of us!
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We don't consider the big picture, and that will be the death of us!…
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...And all of this because we have been rewriting, or burning outright, the real history as we went along. We are a culture of prevarication born of convenience and living in intellectual squalor, presently, as a result! Our watchers must retch!
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The "watchers" ... an alternate sentient fruit of the unbracketed time, virtually unending space, reader, forgetting the near infinite amount of surface area that this implies? These "Others" shall not be dismissed out of hand!
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So ...Surf *time* from beyond a half billion years until the current moment! See, where that time-wave of time crashes to a tortured current shore? There's you.
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You go way, way... ...way back in an unbroken gestational line... ...and lately science says you may have the code for all that existence and experience in your *junk* DNA...
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You're a message in a bottle, reader! Every single cell of the body its own little flask of eternity. What wondrous libraries we all might carry, each of us a little quantum library like a galactic Alexandria... a repository of all that has gone before.
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...And able to perhaps access that library I've read... ...with a little help from our friends and precursors, the plants as it turns out...
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Crick did... discovering that self-same DNA double helix... Why, some worthies suspect that the internet itself is born of the similar communications possible with plants.
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What conjectured other beings must house in their own libraries... eh? I wonder what manner of plant spoke to them...
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Read on.
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Sunday, August 02, 2009

Traces & "Stuff"


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I observe a night time vastness holding "heaven," friend, and "hell." These are the two potentials, plus the history made as well... but not the one a cheat contrives to satisfy the "winner," and not the "social treatment" kind, nor that one from "born 'againners."
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History as it really was — Coolidge was a monster. History as it really was — religion? An impostor. History as it really was — the *poor* get bitter dealings. History as it really was — The truth? It has no meaning.
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Unjust manipulation is the fiber of our culture. The rules are made for bloody gold, and the *maker* apes a vulture. The *winner* wrote the words contrived to rake the booty in! He's always been the *victor*, mind, regardless he who "wins."
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Some say it's entertainment that the masses always crave. Our Roman history's legacy, infotainment's latest craze? React to flash, and bored with facts, you grovel for sensation? Though, confronted with real evidence, you feel a scared deflation?
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Distraction is preferred, I know, to copping to this truth, but you're disserved by ignorance! You're LIED to! What's the use? UFOs are ridiculed, derided, and disdained... DESPITE the work respected trace evidence obtained!
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So ask me, "What's a trace case"? ...and I'll try to fill you in. It's something really left behind... by UFO's, my friend! A scorching of the earth or a mark on human beings, it's proof of an anomaly ones foolishness demeans!
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...And if talking just ONE trace case, it should blow the whole thing up! For just one stinking trace case — bring whole cultures to a stop! For the solitary trace case, grind the whole mess to a halt! Be CERTAIN there are HUNDREDS! These are worth some REAL salt!
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...But we're *not prone* to looking blamed on "forecast implications"…? If your threatened summer/country homes might come to liquidation? If the loss of specious *dollars* is to turn uncaring eyes? Then please consume some fecal stuff, freak out, go mad, then die!
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I've heard it said that panic follows saucers in our skies! That millions would go raving mad if all could see them fly! "Suicide ... hit the ceiling" — and millions more would starve? Well, I just flat don't BUY it -- not a ribbon, pot, or shard!
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Would we do this... if we found "folks"... ...who'd never used a spoon? Would we do it if we found a race of sentients on our moon? Too? I'm not impressed with those who fall in light of strange new days; a truth of need's, enevitable... be it son or ME who pays!
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Culture gets away with murder, and we tolerate in it... ...what we crush out individually, so diminish bit by bit! On guard for serial murder when it's from the single person, but unmindful when the system does it, and it's done it to immersion!
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I'm just a soldier and a teacher and I've more than paid my end. I don't cheat 'old Sam' from taxes, and I've been a loyal friend. I don't bully, I don't lie, and I give an even break; too, I speak my mind objectively... I'm on the level, not the make!
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I eschew the stunted bunkie who likes his "comfort" where it's static — where it's built to suit the boorish style of the "skeptical fanatic." Where ones comfort draws the life blood from the one who does without...? All the trappings of their hard won lives, then, mere booty in their rout?
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It's rational that we are watched... use the postulates of Drake. Reported in our skies, I'm sure — reality's at stake! Traces HAVE been left — they go eschewed, unwatched ... unstudied, and the *pillars* of our culture? ...Non disclosing, soiled and bloodied!
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They know more than they're telling; we deserve their contribution — Some voice against complete collapse, or the people's retribution! I want a world based on TRUTH — though the "heavens" crack and fall! No longer hanging over me? So, I'll clearly hear her call.


Whose call? The call of my muse, you biliously sneering skeptibunker of small imagination, smaller intelligence and sub-microscopic, even concave, courage! Something could be said regarding meager scrotum size. The reader knows who's addressed...
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Whose voice? Why, the inner one of course — the only one of which I'm sure! I can't hear it in the clutter of your media's exhortations to burn and consume. I can't hear it in the frothing of your Pat Robertson, or Jerry Falwell... ...that UFO's are agents of Satan
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In fact, the more they froth and bubble that too convenient conjecture, the more I am convinced that the INVERSE must be true! It is these who ape capering demons and evil nixies, and not the enevitable ET. Nes't ce pas, Reader?
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I can't hear it in a general deafening silence; a silence un-punctuated by even an indirect or private exhortation for me to shut the f**k up — Well, except for that homocentric, filled with themselves, or murmuring few, and they've protested too much. Slanderously so!
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Hey, I'm not making any traditional apologies — just telling you what you'll see when you learn to *grow* again.
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To the few pieces of *hate* mail regarding my "negativity" — "Bother" said Pooh, and then lifted a cloth cheek to fart derisively! These thoroughly impacted persons miss the point!
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All of my expressions forcefully exhort the positive! That's your problem with it! And, besides which, if you are so inclined, you could pound sand up a well prolapsed pore, by the freaking by!
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...But pause, instead, to hammer some of that mortar out of your otherwise flaccid rear, take a deep, cleansing breath, and then? PUSH!
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…Feels good to get the sand out, no? You have no idea...
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Go all the way! Have some nice, raw crusiferous "veggies" with the magic garlic vinaigrette, and REALLY clean yourself out. Now, when you go out and glance up at the sky, you can actually see what's in it! It's all there if you watch for it! To look is to see, see?
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...And there's stuff in it, boys and girls, stuff with length and breadth — stuff round, stuff firm, and stuff fully packed! "Stuff" indeed … stuff beyond dreams — yours or mine!
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...With regard OTHER matters? With regard to the popular but Reviled, Risible, and Revolting Net Scum who can say what they damn well please (...beyond vile!) and remain unrepentant, unapologetic, unremorseful, to go entirely unpunished? These juice-sucking slime-ball low-brows who are without fidelity, a shred of constancy, define inconsistency, and are themselves perhaps, even what they would accuse? These rabidly feral yet cowardly weasels who whisper and smirk and are themselves a sneered fecal smear they pretend to decry?
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...These are dead entities to me, scuttling roaches who only command enough attention from me to step on them in a compassionate attempt to put them out of their misery, when I should just let my cat play with them. Hmmm...
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...Here kitty-kitty! Stay tuned.
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Read on.