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| The Crop Circle As Intelligence Inseminating Agent? |
Extraordinary Evidence For
Extraordinary Claims?
Suzanne Taylor's What On
Earth? Inside The Crop Circle
By Alfred Lehmberg
Submitted for the approval of one's needlessly impacted and alternatively spastic cognitive colon:
Occam's razor is errantly used to
adhere, preferentially, to the "most prosaic" hypothesis as the
default one. That's not on the beam at all!
Bold heresy leavened with bald anti-science?! I understand and commiserate.
Seeing equine tracks, we're patronized, "don't theorize
Zebras where Horses are likely."
With equal smugness
we're warned, "Don't look for evidence of 'alternative intelligence' in
crop formations where the activities of the misinforming, the misinformed,
or the mentally ill are likely."
I accuse that this is an error of understanding,
employment, and attitude with regard to the Occam meme. Aristotle, it's argued—eminently self-limiting—fails
to deliver on issues beyond the purely mechanical. We appeal, of needs, to a marginalized Plato.
With regard to that "misapplied" Occam, I offer, instead, that always satisfying Occam's simplicity is not even what Occam, himself, proposed,
eh? See, it may be that our wrongfully fearful reluctance to
"complicate a hypothesis" is a measure of how much imagination we
lack or even how unbrave we are!
Sometimes, consider: one must complicate the hypothesis, of those aforementioned needs.
Too, BEWARE! Anyone warning about
crossing the line into "fantasy" is missing the point by the
obligatory parsec! See, today's "fantasy"
is ever tomorrow's "reality." Embrace the potential of that "fantasy"!
Indeed, humanity "thinks" it, time passes—less
time all the time—and it is "so"!
The point: you cannot easily, accurately, or dependably draw the line separating these conjecturable entities of fantasy and
reality in key considerations, it's proposed. Further—and also "Key"—is the actuality of misery we endure for mistaking reality
as a misidentified fantasy, regularly, and so
facilitating the aggregate human misery alluded to.
Moreover, the "facts" of reality, as opposed to fantasy, seem to have goalposts moving all over the field and even to the other side of trepidation's town... or across the freaking galaxy! It is argued,
too, that fantasy begets reality in
the same fashion that "order" leaps from "chaos." Haldane, remember, said, "Truth is not
only stranger than we imagine but stranger than we can
imagine." We're largely clueless as
to even that "imagining," eh?
The ill-motivated employers of Occam alluded to above; however,
remain smug. They are confident that
their unearned, unqualified, and so absurd
hubris will continue to show that their understanding is enough to validate
their worldviews, forever crediting a science ironically enjoyed as a... religion. See, these whistle loudly as they cross our existential graveyard.
It remains, as Terence McKenna points out, "where's it writ large"
that "talking monkeys" are supposed to feel comfortable with regard
to having things "understood" and in tight little bags "all figured
out," ...ever? See, a proper and more constructive humility
demands we avoid all hubris—not be
too proudly secure in our hypothesis;
at the end of the day that hubris is likely revealed to be whole cloth BS! Our finest works are as filthy rags to a type two civilization?
In other words, enjoy the "ride" and don't anticipate a
"destination," it's proposed.
You likely won’t get to your destination in the first place and, getting
there, it's not what you would have thought, anyway, in the second. We're better to "Evolve" our
understanding... as we go; enjoy the ride. One aspires to enjoy the ride; it is the way.
Also, do not dare to be bored! The
philosophy provoking our "complicated hypothesis," apropos of a
justified humility, has abundant
validity and vitality. This is to say: more
Plato! Less Aristotle! Meager senses, howsoever augmented, and limited intellect... don't cover the spread. They are deficient. They are inadequate. They are found wanting. Any hubris is wholly inappropriate. Pride is risible.
...And, I say again, sometimes it is required to complicate the hypothesis! Occam, himself, doesn't rule that out. He
says, "don't complicate without necessity." There's a lot of room to wiggle given "necessity"! Sometimes your necessities are
real. It seems reasonable to be on guard for
the path newly traveled in them, as a result.
Crop Circles: Sundry incarnations of
"Doug and Dave," Gaia consciousness, or "crop-circling
Mother-ships"? What do we
know; we're talking monkeys!
We're but a few countable breaths from veldt
or savanna and humanity's entelechy is nonexistent
where it is not wholly infantile as I've taken pains to point out. Read the papers. This explains our unwarranted smugness. We don't have it together. "We know not," as a species,
"and know not... that we know not."
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| Suzanne Taylor |
To the chase: Suzanne
Taylor! She was a talented character
actor of conspicuous credit in the sixties, even stealing scenes from the likes
of Mary Tyler Moore and Bill Bixby. She
out-cuted Billy Mumy once... That's tough from ANY wheelhouse!
She is, et sig al, a
Summa Cum Laude graduate of New York University
More to the point and the exploration of this essay, she is
a producer of compelling film documentaries of significant note regarding these
subjects. Finally, a mature and
intelligently considered woman, rather seeing the handwriting on the wall, is an explorer of human consciousness and the expansion, elevation, and
enlargement of same.
My hat is decidedly off.
With a focused deliberation fully aware that "reach must always exceed grasp," she has the requisite humility to remember,
for all her considerable experience, that she is—as we all are—a "talking
monkey," still... even if a comely one and even as that intrepid ape
bravely reaches for the stars!
Crop Circles? Sneer
at your peril.
As the executive producer
of William Gazecki's film, Quest For Truth (2002), a
landmark production regarding these altogether baffling crop formations,
Suzanne Taylor shows that she is aware of the singular mystery they very unthreateningly illustrate. The errant Occam Thumpers alluded to above
ignore abject mystery as the work of a "misinforming" or a "mentally ill" leading a "misled" down the fabled primrose path in
the Crop Circle
See, as it is well
pointed out in Taylor
Finally, what information can be gleaned from these
formations that could be said not to be from the artifice of
humankind, but must be, by its very nature, alien,
or of the... "other"? From
what other?
Enter now Suzanne Taylor's current film, What On
Earth—Inside The Crop Circle Mystery. Introduced, also, may be just the kind of smoking-gun artifice alluded to in the preceding paragraph!
Remembering that truth is stranger than we CAN imagine, and
that an alien entelechy may only be masquerading
as an "interplanetary" or simple "spaceman" so as not to
alarm us regarding their actual if
un-Englishable composition, corporeality, or agenda... as McKenna and Vallee
point out. A question is begged, reader.
How would this conjectured "unspeakable and unutterable
other," vastly superior in every
regard to the point of that same
inexpressibility—and understanding a
nascent humanity only too well—how might this "entity apart from us"
approach "emerging" humanity at all?
Presuming, for argument, that it's not like us (or how we would be) and aspiring first for domination, control, and subjugation... no, preferring for reasons all its own to have us
keep a shred of our self-respect and
sense of security in the exchange... would they know that a singularly
non-threatening contact might be
communicated in something we could eat, implying that it is a nourishing thing, perhaps, and leading
to some kind of new growth?
Further, might they not first go halves on an observation we
have shared, already, about the
nature of a "reality" apropos of that which we, ourselves, have
demonstrated an understanding of... since before
the common era? I present the
smoking gun. Revealed: Squaring The Circle.
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| A marriage of humanity and the divine... |
Simply put, as Taylor takes pains to do so, Squaring The
Circle concerns the process of constructing a square out of any given circle,
using no measurement devices and only
a straight edge and compass... ...where the area of the one is equal to the
area of the other, or where the perimeter
of the one is equal to the circumference
of the other. Because Pi (3.14>) is
what's known as a "transcendental number," it is said to be
impossible to construct with 100% accuracy. Still, we
humans can get close.
Why is squaring the circle important enough to be reflected
in the architecture of all civilizations and at all times? Simply put, it is a symbol of humankind's
relationship with the divine. "Man" and "God."
At iuts base it is a marriage of "God," as it's symbolized in
the "circle" and the human being, as symbolized by the
"square." It is a wedding of
the spiritual and the Flesh. It is the
TOTAL reality. As above, so below... ...as above! It's the symbol for the Greek
"agape," or the highest form
of love. Plato... [heavy sigh...]
As I said before... we humans can get close. Before 1983, Taylor
...After 1983?
Worked into the cereal formations of even the earliest circles, Taylor demonstrates,
are currently recognized if jaw-dropping solutions to this age-old problem;
moreover, they are simple, they are elegant, and they are beautiful! There's your tell.
Now, another big tell: Who steps forward to claim authorship
of these astounding solutions to an ancient
old problem? No one, Reader! There are only
the circles, Sir and Madam, enigmatic
circles speaking in a logos that can be beheld as holistic elements in a
language that is breathtakingly
beautiful! Where did we do THAT before 1983?
Consolingly, our fragile
sensibilities protected and accounted for, these glyphs seem to be a
communication with an "other" that can be ignored if too unsettling. They can be laughed at if one feels the need! They can be marginalized where one is provoked by his intellectual panic to
presume that necessity...
But... for the one able to embody a justified humility! ...For
the one able to imagine a likely
accurate perception of some "lower station" humanity must hold as the
cosmic
is liable to measure these things?Swallow hard and hunker down, reader!
Ready?
Do they not become that existential expression
of just what the Cartesian skeptibunky or reflex-reductionist—faux-skeptic—pretends they want: Extraordinary
evidence supporting extraordinary claims! Smoke THAT, arrogant and officious klasskurtxian swine!
Extraordinary evidence supporting
extraordinary claims!
Verily, these "skeptics" pontificate and proclaim
their baseless antithesis while "not knowing" even more profoundly
than I
don't "know." They, the most titled, the most lettered, the most rewarded,
the best educated, and supported by
the most well-positioned and powerful of us... these won't even look! That's science? No.
That's self-interested and cowardly hubris!
This proceeding is enough and abundant... What else
is great in Suzanne Taylor's monumental testament to the state of the art that
is our inadequate understanding of these seemingly very informative crop
glyphs? What ELSE
could be in there?! Well, much more than
can have a stick shaken at it in under 2500 words, by Crom... but there are
some 20 categories covered in the film; there is potential for abundant satisfaction.
Explored are the strange energies encountered in the glyphs,
their relevance as art, and the misinformation provoking a suspicious
disinterest commonly attributed to the very consideration of them! Additionally, one can become informed how
crop circles may be (1) a vehicle for a re-connection to some lost
wisdom of the past, (2) where crop circles are revealed to be, truly, a global
phenomenon, (3) why they seem to cluster in England, and (4) when they seem to
lend themselves to consciousness, hopefulness, and healing! Geometry, (5) as has already been pointed
out, is revealed as extraordinary evidence supporting extraordinary claims, a piece of evidence leading humanity to efficacious new world views, perhaps!
Finally, arrayed are some tentative
conclusions that can be drawn from all the preceding. Breathtaking
stuff! Though, and bringing tears to my
eyes, there is one further item...
From what I have been able to see and hear thus far over the
years... ...Michael Glickman, A-List croppie, just may be the absolute coolest
person on the planet. This is in full
recognition that he has confidently and perhaps even accurately assessed most
ufologists as time-wasting "trainspotters." I digress.
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| Michael Glickman |
As a feature in the DVD
extras, Glickman, a very sincere, compelling, and gifted speaker, gave a
tribute/eulogy to the late Doctor John Mack—a Pulitzer Prize-winning Harvard Chairholder, psychiatrist, and late-blooming croppie in his own
right—as moving as it was humorous and as respectful as it was insightful. Glickman wept unobtrusively at one point... I
suspect that there was not a dry eye in the whole of a packed house! Certainly none at my home where, alone, I
went ahead and got all kinds of "obtrusive." Very poignant, reader, and worth the price
of admission... all by itself.
Check him out: Michael Glickman on Crop Circles
Reader! Stop and
think for a minute! We live in the
remotest defilade of some forgotten and backwater corner of a universe so expansive, grand, unreachable, unknowable, ...and incomprehensible that it could qualify as God the "unnamable." Perhaps some thought could be given to
complicating a hypothesis in its regard, or at least be less fearful of
same.
We have self-aware imaginations for just that purpose; we could show a little more courage in their
use. Suzanne Taylor, eminently sane and seemingly
sober, does not appear to be crippled with that fear. ...And we can take a further lesson, reader:
Be intelligently
and imaginatively brave and mighty
forces will come to your aid.
Read on and check the link at the bottom!
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5 comments:
Can you imagine my surprise when my Google Alert for crop circles led me to this? I thought the cartoon you made for me, that graces my Facebook page, www.facebook.com/CropCircleQueen, was over the top. Are you married? I am yours!!! But so should the world be. This is so intelligent -- the world owes you.
Thank you ma'am! I am _hugely_ honored. The cartoon of which you speak is the considered work of Dennis Rano. I covet his talent and very much appreciate your validating note.
Oh yes, moving too fast and got you two cyber pals mixed up.
It’s been said that all you need is one other person recognizing you to empower you. I miss having a significant other, as I miss my parents before that, for that kind of support. So, what you’ve done is more comforting to me than you might imagine. It really makes a difference.
Excellent piece of writing! I have often wondered about the blind acceptance of Occam's Razor by the media and mainstream science. It seems odd to me and a symptom of fear, avoidance of damage to comfort zones or intellectual laziness.Reality is a stage set anyway in my humble opinion. Thanks for a great read!
Ive taken this communication quite seriously since I first heard and read about it and have been trying to cleanse or clear my mind of obstacles that might be preventing me from being open enough to see and understand the message. I never seem to run out of my own very simplistic explanations that something is wrong and the messages through the medium is a solution to something we can not or will not recognize just yet. Or, perhaps the refusal to NOT have your cake and eat it too ( at least look at your cake first).
Maybe the most simplistic way of show and tell under these circumstances is just not getting through to us as it seems there are consistencies in the message - in my mind anyway - that if we dont surrender the things we covet with absolute certainty and misjudge as good for all, know there is nothing communal in any of it. This way of blind thinking, that if its good for you it's good for everybody is terrible preparation for the things we face.
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