The Callous' Fodder

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Yeah, it's true... I'll see them 

in my early morning skies—

perceived because I'm looking 

...with a perspicacious eye.

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Too... not indifferent to your scoffing

—a trifle wounded by your scorn—

remains that, yes, regardless, 

they're a truth that's being suborned.

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See, we don't deal with them! 

We push them to the rear! 

We're cloaked with our "traditions," 

and we're frozen by our fear!

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Religiously, we're "counting beans," 

using science for excuses... 

all to disavow "conspiracies" 

acute with the abstrusest!

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See, the stuff I've seen is present 

to any witness I might have. 

A friend, a'watch there with me... 

like the ones whom I have had? 

...But these are few and far between, 

these few who'd go along—

exploring outer darknesses 

after midnight's "sung her song..."

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...To "BE" up... so damned early 

that the dogs are still asleep; 

to stumble in the kitchen 

and chance whackin' unshod feet? 

A lot to ask of one not blind 

to disbeliefs one has inside... 

These disbeliefs that one's force-fed 

to clutter up one's mind, it's said.

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Yeah, we'd go out in the morning 

after, early, getting up, 

and we'd rise up with the lights off 

you know... so rhodopsin has a shot! 

We'd take some cups of coffee 

for the stuff that sharpens skies, 

and you'd watch with me, the UFOs, 

...we'd see with our own eyes!

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It takes some "long-term" looking 

with the head well-tilted aft. 

People watch you looking 

and pretend it's YOU that's daft!

Though, that long-term look is useful...

It gives one time to think...

on how things fit together

as the cosmos nods and blinks...

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It pains the neck a little bit, 

but try to persevere! 

It won't hurt for too much longer!

Then... you start to see them, clear...

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...Lean up on a hitching rail! 

...I've a low retaining wall... 

It makes "the watching" easier 

as stars wink out or fall. 

...And sometimes skies are fervid 

with a movement of their own; 

the stars then "wondrous wanderers" 

sans a spot to call their home!

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I've got some good binoculars, 

and rigged a steady stand; 

the images resolving 

are unmoved by shaky hands. 

They are clear beneath the star-field. 

I can zoom them in quite close. 

They ARE, not merely pelicans... 

...but for sure they won't be ghosts!

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They're there like... stars set moving! 

They resolve as "orbs of light"; 

their movements are in magnitudes 

which vary, dark to bright.

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They wink with strobe-like brightness 

in a random pattern dance. 

They'll glow like worms, unevenly... 

then out they'll blink, like chance!

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They'll slow to almost stopping, 

then they'll speed up to a flash, 

increasing in intensity, 

or then "dimming out," abashed!

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It's plain these things are out there 

so it's not that fight I seek... 

(fights about their *existence* 

are all specious, thin, and weak).

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Though scan the implications! 

It's there one finds the nub... 

of graft which has corrupted us, 

so a few would have "enough."

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See, if UFOs infest the skies... 

the order would be NEW! 

It does, in fact, change everything! 

All outlooks change their view! 

That's still and all, a good thing 

with a future looming down... 

something unpredictable, 

a concrescence come to town!

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Too, I'd bet on more autonomy 

as the value to be gained. 

"What's our profit in it," 

Catbirds ask in sad refrain. 

See, their catbird seats are up for grabs 

because they've lesser value. 

Everyone'll be self-sustained

—self-reliant—so... revalued! 

That's my intuition; 

that's my optimism, friend, 

that "reach," indeed, exceeds its "grasp," 

or what's "heaven" there for, then?

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See? They can't "co-opt" the aliens... 

or it would have come to pass! 

ET would be among us

—begging food and hauling trash! 

...But UFO's are individual, 

they are personal—up close. 

They'd know the... "individual," 

and it's that approach they chose!

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...But the "manor lord" won't have it, 

as his meter must be paid (!?!)—

inconvenient and contrary 

are the "beds" that he'd have "made"! 

So then, "reigns" are jerked too sharply 

by "tradition's" hands—which smell! 

These "rich" don't live like "people," see? 

...They've "contempt" that they'd still held!

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...But, that's the problem neatly!
It's our culture on its rear. 

...And don't think we don't deserve that! 

We'd have earned it? Face THAT! Clear?

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Too, values that were values "prior," 

before our new "concessions," 

might be found to be the agents 

of our cowardly intentions! 

Relieved, all bets are cancelled, 

and any "debt" just goes away! 

We'd find a brand new card game 

is the deal dealt that day!

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Too, you can bet a *cosmic* card game 

with the deck all "strange" and "new." 

The "cards" will be peculiar... 

@nd th3y'll 83 num83r3d str@ng3ly, t00...

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What's that left within us, then... 

when our future comes to pass... 

when we've made our fate's transition, 

and that future's here at last?

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...Well, all that's left is love and... fate... 

cleaner power we'd all have... 

power more expansive—

a cosmic "kingdom" here at "hand"?  

This is only intuition; 

optimistic, I'd declare. 

...Comes vast "accelerations"; 

I'd contend "concrescence" glares!

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The sooner we all cop to this... 

the better off we'll be... 

as there's so "much more to 'heaven' " 

than a "top-class" has, you see?

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That there's that clear autonomy 

to be found at "zero points." 

That there's, in fact, a "free lunch," 

and that's "hemp," not "smoking joints." 

That there's respect which we don't have 

when we're the brunt despised... 

and mere fodder for the callous few... 

and their psychopathic lies.

lehmberg2002@gmail.com

www.AlienView.net

Look up and out and in with courage because
the sky is telling truth about your culture
that your culture is too frightened—and too invested—to let you see!

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Terence McKenna observed that culture is not the individual's friend. Step outside its bounded box to have this demonstrated. Our "Callous" culture, remembering, then, that culture is not your friend, promotes a conformity that marginalizes and homogenizes a population from creative new ideas, good or bad. The history would seem to say that this is not an efficacious endeavor or pursuit. 

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No... we're much better off and much better served by a vast marketplace of unruly, conflicting, and divergent... ideas. Conformity is a cloying death, subtle and suffocating. That's the history. That's what all the great literature has said... We'll digress a bit to observe, too, that the more equitably a society treats its Women, the more efficaciously successful that society will be. That's history, too.

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Back at the "human potentiality ranch," it's similar to the fact of biological reproduction issued forth from the larger gene pool! More diversity equals more potential for success and failure... still, more "stuff" to try. More not being less, in this case. Try more "stuff" to have more stuff... work.

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More ideas means more thinking can be done out of the box, thinking done of needs. Thinking out of the box leads historically, almost invariably, to some kind of useful elevation or progression for the species.

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We would be as the gods... and why not? Weren't we struck stupid at Babylon by a collection of jealous gods for similar aspirations? ...Means it's possible, eh?

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We could be as the gods... ...though, do we risk another Babalonian spanking? If so, I'd say God's pretty chicken-shit, all respect to God. Why burden us with aspirations forever disallowed? Is that part of the abuse? Is that what heaven's for?

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I would aspire to "new things done in an unpredictable way." You, reader? It's how we can push back... even on entropy!

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There are rewards to thinking outside the box... even precluding unfortunate consequences, I'm betting.  All our insights and high flying accomplishments come from confident leaps of justified conviction (read: a testing of faith! Untested faith seems valueless!).

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There are punishments, too, sure. Today, people are still persecuted for ideas that they have, and they are further pilloried for the lawful expressions of those ideas. Here is your real blasphemy!

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The irony is that there can be such egregiously shortsighted enmity in a nation that would otherwise (and so stridently!) pride itself on its appreciation of free expression... that there could be, then, such a gleeful suppression of same! If not gleeful, then arbitrary. If not arbitrary, then unethical. If not unethical, then just plain wrong, wrong-minded, or wrongly motivated eh? Such is likely so.

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Not too long ago, less than a hundred years, we lived in an era of a current Republican's dream... it was a reality of unbridled and unregulated capitalism. It was an era without unions, workers' rights, social security, product safety, or individual justice. It was hell on earth for the garden variety human being, illustrating culture's unfriendliness; "Everyman" lived, injuriously, under the perpetual sword of an overly harsh social Damocles, even in our nation of nations... why, especially in our nation of nations!

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The moment we began to allow (even grudgingly) for the free expression of ideas (and embrace an efficacious humanism!) is the moment when we begin our aspirations into a 21st Century of productive individual self-determination and self-actualization! 

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Not scientism! Sociology! Secular humanism open-minded and self-aware, if dwindled presently, rather using our compelling Cartesianism like a tool for the betterment of "Everyman," not just the stockholders. See, it's the vast majority who can't afford "stock" given the chicanery of the corporations issuing their duplicitous and disingenuous "instruments" of difficult-to-depend-upon... bupkis!

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That's what Walt Disney preached in the 50's. Anything was getting ready to happen! It did, too. New things executed themselves in unpredictable ways! Consider the personal computer!

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Look at the advancements of the last fifty years and thank a barely tolerated cornucopia of secular renaissance ideas. The suppression of any idea in this context is illogical and corrosively contrary to that continued rise. I suspect that this assertion must be universally accepted. Death seems the only alternative. To whom are the "dark ages" laid but to the backstepping proclivities of the sectarian and violently non-secular.

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...And sure!!! There will be bad ideas!!! Remains, that's beside the point! "Bad ideas" will fail because they ARE bad!!! Consider Trump's neo-fascism! It WILL fail. It's a bad idea! 

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In the historic bible, God(s) whacked us at Babylon, as was mentioned, for demonstrating the potentiality to be as *they* were, that was their fear... not one wholly omnipotent God, mind you, but many, shall we say genetically superior and enlightened BEINGS—or just from where did genes with no clear analogs in other species... come from... NOT accounted for in our genetic record? Duplication, mutation, de novo gene birth? Maybe... but we don't know what we don't know.

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Should we keep faith with a God who whacks us for thinking outside his box? Sounds like the aforementioned abuse to me. Additionally, have you noticed how much less respect each individual person has to be paid as the population goes, steadily and invariably, up—while our religious leaders say, and do, nothing? ...And I mean no thing but that which facilitates themselves or their scurvy priorities.

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Ideas... Like... Gylany! Gylany! Learn it! Know it! Live it! Love it!

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Somebody knows.

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Restore Ford... Read on!

Letters...

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What seems plain as virgin day? 

Our Agencies in disarray! 

Remember, it's some glad elite, 

said circumspect—and très discrete—

who keeps real knowledge from us all 

with clever dodges, tricks, and stalls! 

Facts and figures are distorted—

"covered up"; it's well reported!

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...Like, UFOs they've hidden, friend, 

so we shan't know what these portend!  

Nameless lights are highly strange and... 

are they there to "rearrange" 

those "feelings" that we have for "leaders" 

we'd "elected"—some dull mouth breathers! 

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They don't work for us, you know? 

These letters, though we front their dough! 

...Too, they're but tools of corporate masters; 

and what's good for them spells our disaster?

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Their beginnings are just fraught with "stain." 

Hoover was a monster, plain! 

A wolf, and in his own employ, 

he lived a life that few'd enjoy...

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See, he kept these "records," massive files, 

and these were used to keep defiled... 

men who might have been courageous! 

...Glad psychopathy is outrageous! 

...Streets and buildings named for him... 

hide God knows what... contained within!

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The FBI's just what we know, 

but other letters hide! Hello! 

Projects black as pitch or jet 

are busy with a work that's... "wet..."

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We're informed it's "for your safety," 

but that's a road not traveled safely! 

Much that happens this way now... 

if we but knew (?!)... we'd disallow! 

People suffer, families fall, 

and unknown "secrets" make us crawl, 

dancing to the tune of those... 

who keep those secrets, don't you know! 

We shan't have control of these. 

Our *letters* keep us on our knees!

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The CIA and ATF, 

are programs tacking right, not left. 

We don't know what they have done. 

We can't guess what tales are spun! 

We don't see their covert purpose. 

An "oversight" shall not alert us!

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Fed manure, plain and stark, 

we're just mushrooms in the dark! 

...Only here to pay the bill 

for services they don't fulfill!  

Kept in chains they've manufactured, 

we're depressed and broken—fractured! 

We're neutered, and then kept dependent,

while some maintain their GRAND resplendence!

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It's all about autonomy, 

and how they covet it, you see? 

Aliens—just the craft they fly—

show cleaner ways to do things, Clyde!

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We might stop with "fossil fuels," 

and package food with stuff "reused." 

This information—perhaps obtained—

contributes to our freedom's gain!  

We shouldn't want to cheat and steal; 

folks deserve a better deal. 

...But some would have us "on their meter" 

(but hide it so the theft is sweeter!) 

paying taxes that provide... 

the "corporate welfare" we decry!

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We're not kept abreast of things! 

Why? It complicates the joy of "kings"! 

These are kings too arbitrary; 

rule of law's, to them, contrary. 

They now infest our institutions, 

make the rules and constitutions, 

but use these as their mechanisms... 

puppets for their canted schisms!

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To buttress their autonomy, 

they'll treat you like an enemy—

using *letters* like a club, 

so's to obfuscate the issues snubbed!

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Anything can hide in there, 

where *letters* work; expect despair. 

A people's interests have no hope 

if they are but the "chosen's" joke.

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NASA is a strange pretender! 

The CIA? A black contender! 

The FBI we've just considered, 

so cogitate, we're not delivered! 

Don't forget the NSA 

as you can bet they've feet of clay! 

These have kept us in the dark, 

they're *letters* aping eel and shark. 

All our armies have their "shops"; 

all have their share of black ops-nauts!

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The OSI and GAO 

play cards precluding what we'd know. 

The SAT and ICI 

just muddy water—cloud your sky. 

The SBI and OSS, well, we can't know... 

...It's your best guess!  

We're beholden, on a clock, 

working—sweating—common stock.  

On a treadmill, in a wheel, 

while these preclude some real deal!

lehmberg2002@gmail.com
www.AlienView.net

Now let’s step out of the cadence and into the record...

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Created specifically in 1952, the NSA was an agency approved and justified only to accomplish the following: it was to house and consolidate all the other agencies, bureaus, and intelligence shops efficaciously and efficiently! It was conceived to facilitate oversight, engender accountability, and save money... even to protect the garden-variety American from the military-industrial complex that Eisenhower passionately, if futilely, warned us against!

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This new "umbrella" agency was created... but not a single other agency was effectively incorporated! Only the most servile competition was engendered for money and status... "constructive cooperation" was essentially DEAD!

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In fact, the number of lettered agencies only increased, and so BLACK, they didn't even have letters! We're reminded that just the day before the Towers came down in New York (odd timing, that!), Donald Rumsfeld, then the Secretary of Defense, very casually reported on television that the Defense Department could not account for 2.1 trillion dollars that had been allotted to it by Congress... 2.1 trillion dollars?! ...Then the towers came down. 2.1 trillion dollars kinda fell out of the news as Bush's approval rating went over 90 percent... for a while...but it was a long time before sanity prevailed... blazes... we're not over it yet, risking a digression!

So... and additionally, there is inadequate... no, I'm sorry, I mean... NO oversight, and there is more money spent now than there ever was—sinister augmentations of this proclivity to waste by an unknown but certainly considerable factor...

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Regarding the FBI, well, it's always written a check its ass couldn't cash, and it has improved little since its first director used it to make himself an arbitrary king in this land where there are not supposed to be ANY kings... by LAW. Nobody misses Herbert Hoover. No one will miss Kash Patel...

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...God, but what must hide in some of those black vaults!

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Somebody knows. The disarray the reader saw at the start is the same disarray that swallowed John Ford.

Restore John Ford! Read on.

...Out Ommm A Limb...

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It's with no small trepidation 

that I go out on a limb, 

that I let what disappoints me... 

get the best of me again. 

That I rake the past for clues 

constructing "fabrics" that I find... 

might make some sense of things I see... 

which fester in my mind.

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See, we're all fed a dusty gruel: 

contrived manipulation. 

We're a *programmed* hapless populous! 

We are plagued by infestation.

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Lo, that's us—so parasitic—

on the skin of Mother Earth. 

We'd pretend "dominion"! 

Though, lack of "stewardship's" our curse! 

So, I would find some nourishment 

in a "cross-grain" look I'd glean... 

from cognitions which surround me 

in the flesh of our "machine."

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Like, the history that 

we're taught in school's 

a "feel-good" fabrication; 

invented for convenience, 

it's a stark confabulation. 

Written by the winners 

in a bid to stay on "top," 

the truth is then forsaken 

as is often, then, as not.

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Our kids, now, sense the senselessness 

of what they "learn" in school. 

They can't articulate it, 

but resent they're "took for fools"! 

This is why they don't like "books"—

why history is "boring"; 

they don't LIKE the lies they sense 

their *teachers* are exploring!

Teachers train "employees" 

of a type as dry as dust, 

while they punish "different drummers," 

like it's "THEM" who breaks the trust!

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See, they don't want a teacher 

who will teach what's plainly seen, 

they want a "reproductionist" 

who will teach tradition's scheme! 

This is that tradition 

which supports an upper class, 

supporting less the rank and file 

the former'd list as "crass."

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Conspiracy? Well—It's LIKELY... 

given profits which are paid, 

given "those who take advantage" 

in a world they degrade. 

Given sociopathy... 

to sell their status quo... 

which wounds the vast majority 

while elitists lift their nose.

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Conspiracy is certain 

when the record's balanced out! 

When one begins to cop 

to what it's really all about... 

When one begins to see 

the CIA as "fronting business," 

but doing NOT for which it's paid... 

a drug-lord's guile and glibness!

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UFOs? They're ALL wound up 

in the taproots of our lives! 

They do not go away 

and frankly fill portentous skies. 

Too! They're well apart from what's portrayed 

on—corporate—TV. 

They're OUTSIDE the law, and they advise?! 

We're on our bleeding knees?!

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Evidence concludes, of course; 

that we are not alone! 

This Evidence is parchment, 

ancient glyphs, and carved in stone! 

So, we forget the vetted photographs, 

forget the "very ones who... see," 

just queue up to be "utilized" 

by the shark with *greater* need.

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Something is, yes, out there, 

but we shove it from our minds! 

We make it into "make-believe." 

and we don't look—or find. 

...And this an inculcation 

from a culture almost dead... 

which is run on old ideas 

that look back... and not ahead!

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Christians? They're a scary lot 

who sell a suspect view. 

They maintain that UFOs 

are demons, through and through. 

But, the politics of hatred 

is the stock with which THEY trade; 

divisive and egregious, 

it's the cloth from which they're made!

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Oh, worse than many Moslems, 

and exceeding any Jew, 

they've made their creed intolerance, 

and they threaten freedom, true. 

They've done this from near onset; 

their history is rife. 

They did not count on reasoning, 

but proselytized the knife. 

They create, in fact, the Moslem 

so threatening us today. 

For well upon a thousand years 

they've nurtured hate, I say!

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They're (in fact!) the reason 

that a "dark age" would ensue... 

when Constantine made up his mind 

to *use* them, we were screwed. 

Retreat from *Christianity* 

was what saved us from that "dark," 

a Renaissance had intervened; 

new questions made their spark!

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So, if one's to be a *Christian,* 

and one really wants to try, 

make the Christian "fundamentalist," then, 

the *beast* they would deny!  

If one would follow Jesus, 

then the "fundie" is decried! 

It's not for them that Jesus 

bore his cross, and nailed, died.

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NASA? Crap! Foul agency; 

it's WE who've paid for IT. 

It's not a club for good old boys 

with sneers upon their lips! 

It's not to act out petulance 

and whine because it's crossed, 

and it's not allowed to dictate 

who'll ride or who's the boss!

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Frankly, we're embarrassed 

at the attitude they cop! 

They act like snotty rich kids, yes, 

whose ears we should have boxed. 

...But that's the foolish fallacy 

that NASA's long maintained, 

that space's club's exclusive 

and a jealous tight domain.

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Crap! Anyone one who paves his way 

should have the shot desired. 

That's what, in fact contrived machines, 

provide for what's required! 

We pay our "servant agencies" 

to do the public will, 

not psychopaths with checkbooks 

who contrives we take their swill!

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That it takes a *special* person 

of that type who stands *above*—

forgetting for a moment 

how they work, come push to shove. 

Still and all, horse feathers! 

If you paid the freight, you know. 

It's GREAT that real "outsiders" 

have a chance to get to go. 

They have a fresh position, 

and they're well outside the loop; 

we've got a brand new insight 

in perspective on some truth!

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...And THAT'S the bone's contention, eh, 

that an outlook's fresh and clean? 

That Tito might return to Earth... 

and tell us what he's seen...

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We don't get, enough, respect... 

from ALL our institutions! 

Trump's COPS make themselves the enemy 

by subverting Constitutions. 

Trump's LAWYERS look for loopholes 

to accomplish much the same, 

and this is not forgetting 

that they sell themselves in shame. 

REVERENDS and MINISTERS 

would steer you to the right, 

and front for corporate funding 

through indulgence sold outright!

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See, this is a reminder 

that our planet's overrun; 

it's these the cause 

that most live bad, 

or under unjust guns.

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The MEDIA'S contrived itself 

as of the "middle road." 

Though, it's offensive to real journalists 

when its "constructs"... are a load! 

It won't approach the useful stuff, 

it won't report the news. 

It fronts the corporate party line 

and sings the corporate blues. 

It DEFINES a "conflict of interest." 

...Protects the corporate "bottom line." 

It acts like it has honor, 

but that's more fishy shrimp and brine!

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They've NEVER been the "fourth estate," 

that's just a mask they've made, 

since "Hearst" it is so obvious 

what they're made off—how they're paid. 

The preceding, worked in concert, 

would entail our demise, 

but for things... egalitarian—

and those UFOs we've spied.

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A Renaissance is coming, 

and in fact is almost here. 

It's worldwide—the internet—

and its freedom's ringing cheer...

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It's unfettered information, 

it's to go *there* real time. 

While *it* happens you're a witness, 

and you see *it* unrefined. 

See before it gets its spin? 

See what has in fact been hidden? 

Read the folks you'd never read 

because they've been forbidden?

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Think the thoughts you're thinking; 

"find the others" thinking too! 

Think those thoughts you're warned against, 

and find a few ring true!

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Some must dream they have their "lock" 

on what they think they know, 

but there's more than their "philosophy" 

than they can dream! Atone!

lehmberg2002@gmail.com
www.AlienView.net

The Comedy Channel [tm], once upon a time... John Stewart's coverage of the Disclosure Press Con... well—it got no laughs from me. I was channel chasing, specifically with the intention of finding some coverage on that event from the "mainstream"... I got my wish.

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After a momentary flash of hopeful expectancy not provoked by the appearance of Dr. Greer's leering and entirely unwelcome head in the CRT, I quickly noticed the CTV watermark in the bottom right corner of the screen. ...Profound disappointment, followed by the keenest sense of outrage I've felt in many moons... this mainstream's burnin' the sense of humor right out of me.

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Somebody knows!

...Read on.

Once Again, Again...

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Illinois—a placid State... 

for folks who "know their place"? 

They'd "jobs, or crops and families" 

to keep their lives in trace? 

They've got to "make a living"

—keep the wolves from worried doors—

so they're bound to be "pragmatic," folk...

Still, ...don't they need to know their score?

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See, "stuff" infests their nighttime skies, 

and they won't care a wit? 

Blaming *jobs*, or *farms* and *weather*... 

blaming *family* and *thrift*? 

Rather, giving in completely 

to the DICTATES of their day, 

when it is in FACT, those "dictates" 

which pervert them, holding sway?

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See, Illinois hosts UFOs that obviate ...the man. 

They fly aloft, huge "arrowheads," 

like quiet buildings, understand? 

Too, they're all lit up with beacons 

from sharp corners all aglow, 

they shimmer with a crimson light 

that pulsates down below!

.

They waft along majestically, 

bereft of any stealth! 

They make themselves available 

for inspections of themselves! 

Then, they rattle chains of status quo—

indifferent to the style... 

of a "mainstream" so mendacious 

its whole cloth's a toxic guile!

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See? They're like a big "pink elephant," 

but one that's truly seen! 

How could one "report" these facts—

expect to be believed? 

Though, how does one belie a tale, 

so fleshed-out, straight and true, 

by so many trusted persons 

who communicate that view?!

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The eerily anomalous did fly northeastern skies, 

and "nine one one was called upon" 

by sober men: no lie!  

The cops dispatched would see it too, 

and photos they were making... 

were hard to see and indistinct 

but minus any faking! 

Philip Klass was quick to crow 

that "it was only Venus." 

All scholarships would blow that off 

as that "thinking which demeans us."

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Four towns' police would see this thing!

It flew without a sound! 

It blocked out all the planets 

and the stars Klass "gassed" about! 

Yes, professionals of diverse types, 

from teachers up through truckers 

were witnesses to strange events... 

Well, demanding something from us!

.

The craft was huge but danced the sky 

and spun upon its axis. 

Devoid of any commonness, 

there was nothing to relax us. 

...And lit up like a Christmas tree 

it sped up now and then... 

to *shoot* to the horizon, 

trained observers tell us, friend!

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Real towns in Illinois report this UFO: 

Lebanon and Shiloh and Dupo, don't you know! 

And yet the word does NOT go out, 

events were just ignored, 

and we are left to ponder 

what credulity implores!

.

Once again authorities 

have proved they've missed the boat! 

Once again, they demonstrate

 they'd rather sink than float!

. 

Once again, they demonstrate 

the "courage" of our race 

to a plethora of visitors 

we're yet too dumb to face! 

.

Once again, we lose out... 

on the living, breathing stars! 

Once again, we're petrified, 

if while more near than far!

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...And still these sneer and chuckle 

like it's "us" bereft of clues, 

when the world is in RENAISSANCE 

and potential's bright and new! 

Worldwide, we come alive 

and cope with where we are: 

a tiny globe on beaten paths, 

and shining like a star!

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Stanton Friedman makes the case: 

it's "folks" more near than far 

who have cluttered our real history 

and might hint some "higher" bar. 

That we aspire to this bar, 

our struggle of the past—

to free ourselves from priests and kings 

who strangle us at last...

.

To be free of all their ad-men—

manipulations these contrive... 

to sell a short-term worldview 

that we can't or won't survive!

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...So what about that "NON-EVENT"—

going down in Illinois? 

Why don't we hear the furor 

of some people making noise? 

Why don't they make DEMANDS 

of them... who makes demands of us... 

as they squander our inheritance 

and betray our future's trust?

.

Why are we less than knowledgeable, 

why would we just deny... 

what people—who are good and true—

have reported in their skies? 

Why would these honest persons, 

who have everything to lose... 

why would they, then, 

report these things—

to such as me and you?

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Something flew in Illinois. 

This, at least, is clear! 

the mainstream's "blithe indifference." 

should be blamed for what we'd fear!

.

It could not be a "stealth-craft" 

of some type to "spy" on us, 

or why in hell'd they advertise, 

and light the damn thing up?! 

The thing that was reported, then, 

was too damn big to make, 

and suggesting that it's Venus? 

That's a stupid "Phil Klass" fake!

.

So, why the hell ignore this 

and be something less than free? 

Do hapless folks in Illinois... 

just like their bleeding knees?

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www.AlienView.net

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Humanity secures another victory for those with dirt in their hair. That's not a good thing, eh? The dirt? It comes from the reflexive move to shove one's head into the ground at the first sign of the, oh, let's call it the "irascible and inexplicable but paradigm changing inconvenient occuring so far up your nose you can feel alien boot heels on your chin," eh?!  Too much? Such it is with the unknown unknown.

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IOWs, when they're not otherwise flexible enough to make hats made red of their own abused and prolapsed anal pores? It's "dirty" hair. C'mon! You know what I'm talkin' about... ...New things done in unpredictable ways, you know?  Work with me.

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Christ, but aggregate humanity is like a fetus who won't leave the freaking womb! That's not good for fetus or womb, eh?  ...Something else you know is true!  Rack 'em with the ass-hats!

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Too, consider what the distractions of family, farm, and job are really distracting us from... when the family is an invention of the last couple of centuries, the farm is being phased out for the monolithic agro-monopoly (in the interests of efficiency of course, an efficiency made necessary by a population insentiently doubling every twenty years or so), and "the job" is generally a nonproductive futility, for most... (See the movie, "Office Space") and contributing, anyway, to the general environmental degradation and disintegration. Heavy freakin' sigh, eh?

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...And people wonder why there seems to be so much depression and suicide!  No, intimating a very tantalizing set of expansive potentialities, it seems preferable to cop to the obvious reality of UFOs and try to get an idea of what these honest persons seem to be so furiously pointing at, eh? This seems to gesture to the attention of something, perhaps themselves.  Hey, they're there, but that we're here, you know.  Humanity is its own proof that the "other" is real. 

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Nothing happens once! WE didn't!

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Honestly, are we doomed to live harrowing real lives beyond the only imagined terrors of the otherwise ignored alien visitation? Are we doomed to be led to a sick society's self-righteous slaughter by the hyper-privileged few who feel they have the "divine right" to profit from the exertions of we, the "dues-paying deluded"... destroying the very homes of we deluded, in the process? This would include the White House, currently, as we've seen, its East Wing rendered unrighteously to heaps of slag and moldering asbestos by mad men.

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If those few who profit from the "we deluded" feel compelled to protest, well... it may be that their protest is fueled more by their well-justified LOSS of pompous prestige and purloined position enjoyed unjustly for too many years, than for the sensitivities and sensibilities of those who produce the prestige and position for them, in the first place! The catbird bemoaning a threat to its seat. Pity. ...Fuck 'em.

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I pause for a sneer of my own.

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In other words, it's not to our aggregate benefit that these protests (or ufological denials) are ever—and have ever been—made. Certainly, we're better off knowing the truth, presently completely denied us, whatever the price or consequence. It would be incorporated into our daily lives... and we would move on from it, blessed with the knowledge that things had a wider horizon than we thought they did!

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We do ourselves no favors by hiding from what most of the hyper-educated propeller heads ADMIT is out there... somewhere. "Far," they can just as easily be... "near," eh?

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See, if *they* are somewhere, they could be anywhere. And, that means most certainly even HERE.

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What happened in Illinois on January 5th, 2000? Then, what continues to happen over and over again in an accelerating cycle of the highest strangeness witnessed by hundreds or even thousands of credible persons?

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There have been flaps in and around, in the interim! Can anyone remember the Phoenix Lights in Arizona 1997, O'hare International in 2007... haunting a seemingly over-represented Illinois, and the most recent full-bore and brass-jacketed Flap in 2008?

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Indeed, how many times can one strike this ufological flint, get a good productive spark, and it all not just burst into righteous flame, finally?

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Somebody knows.

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Read on!

Restore John Ford!