Sunday, May 25, 2014

Thinking And Waiting...



Yeah—hey! ...And thanks for sailing in! I'm feeling kind of low right now, so it's good to see a friend. Dismissed a "Cyber-Wacko" by some persons I'd admired, I'm stunned with disappointments I suspect are not required.
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Citations by the carload? …Summarily ignored. Papers I have written are dismissed, subsumed—deplored? Not making any headway, I sense I'm spinning wheels; traction just ain't happening! Still, I sense a changing deal...
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...No one in particular, "I can think and I can wait." I keep my own good council, and I dourly face my fate. See, I've found I trust my conscience to define where I should steer, and I firmly heed my instincts on the subjects we all fear.
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I've a clearly sighted star, you see, on which to set my course; I navigate reality upon that stalwart horse.  I have a sensibility refined by sturm and drang as encountered in the wars we've lost to persons better hanged.  So I would test my saber's edge on that which is offensive, deplorable, inordinate... I'm not remotely apprehensive
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So, I'm not—much—distracted by the flapping of some tongue, or the tapping of some "key" by that dismissive "other," ...stung. They're all just proclamation of the sort who must resort to the insult always issued by that sport sans all retort!  These are persons selling souls for anything Cartesian.  Reductionism's rampant in this age, and names are legion.  Deniers and dispellers of the evidence that's there, these dismiss the "highly strange" as facile and don't care.
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These say there's "no conspiracy" of a type I have described. That *life* is no illusion.  Reality? Bona fide! These become the haze we see—lies hidden in the fog... Truth? Our Institutions: porcine, filled with wolves and rats and hogs!
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So say, oh, Noam Chomsky, Mike Malloy, and Howard BloomRidgeway, Marrs, Parenti, and with Webb (?) we're out of room.  They grokked the "primary reference"!  It's the type which tells the truth.  "Revisionistic" efforts are trés canted—of no use.
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Some sneer at these citations and deplore what they express, but "rebuttal's" not forthcoming and you sense no small distress. See, these but serve to grind an ax as biased as can be.  These are sans veracity.  These are bogus; can't you see?
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Now, am I incoherent when I write these earnest odes? ...And where is that "coherence" you'd imply you have in loads?  I compose a song to sing with words of dancing rhyme; how much should I apologise, and when's it been a crime?  It a validating poetry.  It is honest and sincere. Composed as such to sing again, it's what I would cohere.
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Where is the alacrity your insults don't propound; from where must come your outrage that is specious and unsound?  From where would come your petulance, your pique, and your displeasure? What have you provided to discussions… we can measure?
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...And please don't tell me: "...many years of hard investigation." That just won't wash, you've had your chance, and agitate frustration. See? Enslaved to dodgy filters which inure you to your cant? "Presumptions" ooze "auspiciously," so you have that canted stance.
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Yeah… you print your "books" and make the "lists" but what have you to show? We're light-years from disclosure as you've hoed the wrong damned row! Sixty years have come and gone; the saucers still a "giggle."  Conspiracy has been "dismissed"; it's you to squirm and wiggle!
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Now I'm the one to stand accused because I'm asking questions—because I make suggestions more proactive than repressive. Implied, I'm "warm and fuzzy" in conspiracy's cocoon, that I'm the "lazy thinker" (…that I'm crazy as a loon?).
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Some say I lack coherence and I'm (only) having fun… and when the reading's over? "Lot 10" bullets fill their guns!  Yeah, I can be assaulted by extreme vituperations; that is not the point, of course in art's appreciation... ...Still, the work is never criticized, never ordered to shut down; I get letters showing ernest smiles, not mad and outraged frowns!  I'm seldom told to "just shut up..." Please give it up; relent!  You're by no means a writer.  You're a tedious lament."
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Back to their "coherence," it's comprised of narrow views. All of their "pronouncements" are just that, mere air they've used. Too, I doubt they have the competence to label me "insane," or make profuse assessments on how others use their brains! They lack imagination, They're laggard and they're "slow," they've moved not one step closer... so they'll reap what they would sow.
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Too, providing still more insult to those persons written to: "they have no art; they're artless fobs. They have no depth or truth."
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Pandering after big-shots is a futile path to take, they have no use for what I've got; I complicate their stake!  I mock their specious issues! I confuse the status quo. I confound them to distraction; I perplex them, and it shows?
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See? If I am right—they live in fear—they lose the cat-bird seat!  Everyone's *investment*? Up in smoke! That's hard to beat!
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If I am *right*, they're nullified! Their "culture" loses air! Everyone must "re-think work" that's paid them "fair and square." Everyone must take new stock! New kingdoms are at hand! A grander rule of law's prescribed by those who make their stand!
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Correct, I signal something that's beyond what we've been told! Correct I am their death knell. Correct? Their bell will toll!
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Still, I'll not be "taken seriously"—some officiously intone—until I kiss the ring of their... ignoble "status quo," ...but I would sooner kiss the ass of all that I detest than go along with what "some" say, or do as they suggest.
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See. These ply a blithe denial that is cloistered and concealed. They're airily dismissive on what's regularly revealed! They're arrogant, sententious, and très smug beyond belief... like they've explained the saucers, sport! ...And that should bring them grief! 
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It's true that I'll respect some folks for contributions made, you'll understand, then, why I'd act... to move beyond their shade.  I cannot guess what course they'd take, but mine is changing now. Perhaps to find their "silken purse"?  ...The ear of some "old sow."
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Too, for all their admonitions on the "science of these things," they're too "reserved" for most of us wanting truth that "action" brings.
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Oh, there's more to "this" than these let on—for all their acrimonyon the general conspiracy these dismiss as trite and phony.  J. Haldane informs us... existentially?  We're vast!  There is always more than is perceived and hugely unsurpassed!!!
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What is "known" is not known; then the unknown makes its play, and then the more unknowable... the unspeakable, that is to say, arise to be our teachers of the vast galactic way, and expel us from our "playpen" where we languish in cliche.
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See, there is a vast conspiracy, Sir, of a kind that you might find... in pursuit of vile agendas—très complex—that you've denied!  It's space/time and all surface area, of what can be has been, and it won't help that you deny what's true, in fact, ...and then?  Well, then it is you'll know despair that could have been precluded!  Then you'll know comeuppance, friend, and of hubris be denuded.


Piercing the veil...





Sunday, May 11, 2014

The Meme Of Extinction!

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I can step outside and find no limit with my finite mind...  What "mind" I have still reaches out beyond the "noise" complained about. ...To be amazed how much is plain, so gladly singing this refrain!  "The sky" is that which is forever.  We're not alone, see, whatsoever!
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We can't be, see: we are ourselves the proof we seek. ...And not the foremost I would think, a lesser light and on the brink pf blowing all our chances... Think!  We are soldiers seeking that which compensates our effort's lack! Us, extant, is proof of them and they are here; be sure, good friends!
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The starry skies must crawl with life that's warmed by other suns, good Knight, and there is frequent evidence that this, profoundly, must exist! Zig-zag lights still fly due west without a sound I must confess! In truth I see them any time I put my eyes upon the sky!
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Still, the "bland officious" will propose I'm just pretentious... and pretend that one can't see the lights I see confronting me!  These "lights" are there, despite indifference, that measure of a crass insentience; society subsumed so some can profit like they've used a gun!
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"They" can make one "toe a line," deny one what they've earned [a crime!], and keep their heels upon ones neck—preclude someone a LIVING, yet!
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The Universe goes "on and on" in time that's—more than merely—long, where "anything" has happened there... righteous glory, cruel despair, or anything to fall between... a "yin" and "yang" of priceless being!
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Mainstream science won't respect regarding what they would neglect, and one cannot presume to know what shall not honor quid pro quo. Reality's appalled by this, this "ignorance" proclaimed a "bliss," but Science shows that it's gone wrong when it proclaims a "high ground" from, but then ignores—all seven levels—of evidence it does not settle.  Why, it won't even take a look!  That's an act of cheats and crooks!
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...A universe, not user friendly, is where one lives a life completely. Though not a place for faint of heart... it's still a heart's component part... Truth's required to give life meaning. "Antithesis" is just demeaning. This is why we need a Science we can look to... with reliance!
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All this *stuff* complained about just bubbles at our core, I shout! We could no more stop its egress than one might stop a bullet's progress. There is something going on and someone knows; the feeling's strong, and I perceive what's been denied by institutions I've decried.
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There are ...wonders... prepossessed by psychopaths we should detest! These are men who jerk the reigns, manipulate our trusting brains... with propaganda they enjoin to keep their status quo enjoyed! These, the folk alluded to, are most cross-purposed, it is true.  They are not our culture's champion, they're imagination's dampening!
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Now "we," ourselves are being ignored, a "bunch employed" but then deplored!  We're forced to aid what would subsume our greater effort... be consumed? We scrap like wolves around a carcass, bitch and snap like Klingons, Marcus... ...tearing off odd chunks of meat... so meaningless... and no great treat! Case in point, hate reappears... too, we yield gladly to our fears. What remains... shall not be spared... as "points are made" or "dollars squared"!
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Most won't do the "selfless thing" and psychopaths must reign supreme. See, no one needs a "peer review" where "rule of law" is not abused! It remains we're soggy jetsam... awash on moldy decks of flotsam, and thrown against sharp rocks for those who profit by our ignorance, Holmes!
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We find at last we're living lies that we now learn we should despise: that priests are men above reproach; a lawyer's not a slimy roach; policemen are the friends we need; best sanctify a "selfish greed"? That UFOs do not exist, that folks aren't "taken"—time's not "missed"—and we can trust our government is more than "bovine excrement"?
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Well—I'm alive beyond that jive of what's been made up or contrived. I am, one, no longer fooled by what they'd had me learn in school.
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I have senses; I can see, I can hear and think... I'm FREE! I'll report the truth perceived without your baggage.  You've been relieved!
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Left to, but, my own devices (an "idle mind" is truly priceless!), I have found with cynicism, how some react to criticism. Too, if "they" take it personally, I might be right... these fail to see!
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I know you're scared; well... I'm scared too... But someone knows, you know it's true. There is "something" underlying; "someone's" there there's no denying, and it's, in fact, a lighted fart that we're "protected" for their part!
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We don't share a "blessed" ignorance! We're not served by our indifference! They'd say that we won't WANT to know... but then they would!  We've seen the show.
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"Knowing", I suspect, improves... ...the quality of life abused. If one is one—in fact—informed, then one achieves some "better" form.
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History shows that we're not served by lies and obfuscations heard. Secrets which are kept from you are what you'd want to know!  It's TRUE!
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It's your loss if you don't "know."  Truth's a "boon" they'll not bestow. They would lose their "cat-bird seat," and they'd not suffer that defeat!  Terence said that it's a crime that you're denied that truth sublime, to go to death without "that" touch, is "to go to death sans sex, as such."
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Your ignorance is their advantage!  You are kept at disadvantage.  Your ignorance rewards those pleased to prosecute their lust and greed.  You are there for them to burn, and that is what you're loath to learn; you're beneath corrupt content.  Your misery is "heaven" sent!
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You shan't "profit"; you're made stupid, and that's the role of "institutions" which are closed to "oversight." They're hiding stuff that shatters NIGHT!  See, we don't need to "SEARCH" for truth, that's a dodge beneath ones use.  Where you want your problems "aced"... is where you know "a truth" but "FACED"!


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A closed institution is a bad institution—generally. A lack of critical oversight on any institution leads to corruption of that institution—if it ever was uncorrupted—in all cases. Absolute power corrupts absolutely, always!  Even with God I would imagine.  There are rules; break them at peril.  Besides, we're just not that good, yet, eh?  We lack the constitution to be efficaciously arbitrary. Evidence?

Consider a plethora of scurvy chicken-hawk Christian priests, running blithely free, raping their flocks of their Social Security to live splendidly in 10,000,000 dollar mansions ensconced behind jealous gates and higher walls.  Still, the masses (you and me) complacently allow them this, you see? Why?

Running parallel to the preceding—and related I expect—there is a most fulsome whining and carrying on, otherwise, by the hyper-educated science religionists, presently, regarding a 'belief' that so called "pseudo-science is rotting 'legitimate' science from within"!  Maybe.  Then again, this may be a too proud science thinking entirely too much of itself.  Do we betray it, or, has it first betrayed us!

Grandly pontificated in this alleged "rot" is what the aforementioned science apologists say is facilitated by the mere consideration of various and sundry scientific so-called "heresies"!   These are the heresies, I argue, too quickly and arbitrarily declared "out of bounds."  These are the anxious pronouncements tediously propounded by moaning pontificators who would have us believe, for example, that the study of UFOs, their ancillaries, and other unsolved "anomalies" (or "unsettling peculiarities") must destroy the very science that the more rational of us (ironically) would use to attempt a study of those very things. Science should not fear investigation it seems to me. I was taught that "Science," incapable of mere fear, is investigation.

Now this reflexive fear is not surprising given the abject humiliation UFOs traditionally provide for an inappropriately arrogant science, but still: their protests are stuff and puling nonsense which dishonors them, reader!  Science endures sour grapes where seemingly quixotic UFOs very disrespectfully refuse to jump into science's test-tube on command.  I offer that science's resentment of that fuels their dismissal.

See?  It is the science religionists, themselves, who encourage that rot and disinterest! It is the science religionists, themselves, who make science dull to the layman and uninteresting to the student. It is the science religionists, themselves, who limit investigation to such a narrow band of filtered reality in method, repeatability, and measurement. It is the science religionists, themselves, who unpropitiously pitch the proverbial papoose with the dirty bath water (...sorry... not!).

Finally, it is the science religionists themselves who depart from the reality of science when they obstinately CHOOSE not to go where the data ultimately leads—for shortsighted, self-serving, and status-quo maintaining reasons—...uh, ...was a broad spectrum cancer cure discovered decades ago and shelved to sustain a corporate pharm's bottom line?  Can you say, "Cannabis"?  ...Tip of an unimaginable iceberg...

Some of these science religionists pompously pronounce "reasonable sounding proclamations of scientific fidelity and high-toned diligence," but that is merely a fallacious cloak too airily worn, reader, an appeal to a more vacuous authority. Wearing these cloaks, remember, are mere garden-variety human beings rife with error and hubris and encumbered with jealousies of ego every bit as petty as any of your own.  Certainly mine!

Human beings. Likely ten in a hundred of these, more under pressure, can be full blown sociopaths—monsters—and ninety percent of all of them are full of crap, in addition to being monsters, because ninety percent of everything, if you can believe Theodore Sturgeon, Isaac Asimov, Stanton Friedman or Jeremy Vaeni, is inconsequent crap. Fealty, fidelity, and honorable conduct won't be guaranteed in proud "Scienceia," just as it can't be "guaranteed" anywhere. Verily, these obtuse science religionists can be just as crooked as anyone else... the only way you can be assured of having these qualities alluded to is to demand that Fealty, Fidelity, and Honorable conduct around yourself, eh?

One must make, you see, all the justice (one can stand,) themselves, by themselves, and around themselves. The hijacked mainstream can't... won't—shan't—stand for very much of it themselves, so don't depend on  it  for justice.

The "well-meaning" but certainly axe-grinding klasskurtxians (interested only in keeping coveted positions at funding troughs) assume the cloaks of these "scientific religionists," write the rules for that discovery with a retreating evidentiary horizon, and make up from convenient cloth the definitions of "evidence." They set the "sliding-scale bar" of "proof enough" for the —very manipulated, conned, and complacent— rest of us. What is the "sliding scale" bar? What is proof enough? Are we manipulated (non-efficaciously so) by our society for the benefit of shadowy elites?  How could we not be, looking around?

The "sliding scale bar" is the "killer app" rubric of denial employed by Skept-O-Bunkies (SOBs) regarding "extraordinary claims requiring extraordinary evidence," for instance. The "bar that shall be cleared" is set by the SOBs themselves, so there is never enough "extraordinary evidence" for a contested claim, resulting in Jean Van Gemert's receding —backsliding— and therefore unachievable "evidentiary horizon." As "proof" may counter a jealously entrenched mainstream, there "shall be" no proof extraordinary enough to unseat that mainstream. A non-efficacious manipulation... by any other name it is offal sweet.

The "reasonably observant" are not fooled. Too, the now well described duplicitous-ness of mainstream science is sensed by the masses even if it cannot be articulated, as such, by those masses. All begin to perceive, to one level or another, that it is this conflicted mainstream defining the provenance of the ballyhooed and bemoaned "rot from within" if that rot "exists" at all.  People have a sense of being bilked, shined on, or betrayed

See?  Science may encourage the "rot," themselves.

"Anti-Truth" is decidedly not the fault of "fringe activities" arising only as a result of the scientific VACUUM imposed by those same reflex reductionists identified as SOBs alluded too, eh?  A vacuum decidedly remaining after those same mainstream's science religionists and their equally limited SOB apologists complete their cultural slash and burn of individual sensibility and then sail on, on our wind!  In other words, when did we have to start looking over our shoulders at the professional classes best created to serve us and not PREY upon us.  Cops, lawyers, bank officers, preachers, CEOs, doctors... agencies, institutions and governments?  Scientists?

The proof of all this is a very obvious if anomalous aerial activity that is still giggled at by the mainstream 50 years after it was first identified as a bona fide matter of (mind-bogglingly!) gainful scientific study!   The UFOs have humiliated Science at every turn since. The stars, ladies and gentle-bunkies! No less than the stars are lost in this bowdlerized and so artless Cartesian intransigence!

Any true investigation demonstrates that there is very little to giggle at, after all. Moreover, science, as a junior institution in the measure of things, shouldn't smile... especially condescendingly. A condescending smile's a smirk, and smirks should only earn a sneer from superiors, contemporaries, and subordinates alike.

Somebody knows. It's in your, very likely, gainful interest, reader, to know as well. Precluding your "knowing" are closed institutions without oversight for convenient reasons benefiting, and known only to, "themselves."

Most institutions are closed, or become closed to an individual if an individual can't or won't be "vetted" by same. Non-"vetted" Individuals are denigrated, marginalized, and reviled by institutions. I've personal experience with this.

Ironically it remains that Individuals—a result of their singular if transmittable inventiveness—are required for any lasting cultural success. Individuals are the affects of change required because what can't change dies... goes extinct. The consequence of rigid and unchanging 'closed' institutions are the death of evolving progressive culture.  Organised religion, scientific or otherwise, is the meme of extinction!

Individuals are key. Respect your individuals; only, don't take any crap from them, either!  That follows.

Read on.