Sunday, March 29, 2015

...First You Have To Look!

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...Explaining lack of *comment* on these explicative ravings? I understand completely, but declare: I'll let the reader read the work refined from honest observation, and be content to publish what I'd dare.
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...Troubled by the nuanced words some writers use as paint? It's easy, now, to know them; understanding makes you faint! E-lectronic fingers? A word is quick to find. ...And its meaning is that lightning flash to light the idling mind! No, really! The cost is but a mouse-click and a word is vivisected, parsed to crystal clarity, all declensions well dissected. Remains, one faces understanding where a truth's illuminated and sometimes truth's too hard to face, the right word used as stated...
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Don't call it "ostentation." That *inflation* that you see? It's packed with eager muscle of a mean solidity! It shall not take a "prisoner" or turn the other cheek, but too, it's not mendacious... That's for "klassists,"—scuts and sneaks.
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I don't require comment, but my words might be refined, and comment can be leavening for the cake's rise, I confide.  I have a MIND I must defer to, and what MATTERs most to me is an efficacious MOVEMENT that I sense must SURELY be!
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Matter?  It's the stuff that's made, contrived reality. It "drys out" as we watch it; it transforms to energy.
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Movement is the time you take to get from "here to there"; it *vibrates* with intensity—makes room for things, mon frere!
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With all of this considered by the hyper-spacial Mind, one makes provoked appraisals on the twitchy *stuff* one finds.
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And therein lies the problem... ...if we make things disappear: ideas, books, or people... in our search for things to fear.  Soon we're left then choiceless, and robotic Status Quos... shall level out life's value with the nonsense they propose.
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We find we're watching, frightfully, those things that we have made ... forgetting we have made them from the debts that we don't pay! ...And they torment and they vex us as the pillage piles high so just a few can live like gods... if jaded ones, despised.

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See, *things* we watch for "changes" 
become constructive kinds of *things* 
from the *things* unwatched for changes—
it's the watching that's the thing!


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...Dismissed then, saucer hunters, or your garden abductee; dismissed, the individual who might search for what he needs! ...But leave the wolves right in your midst, "klasskurtxian embroilers," who complicate the issues as foul character destroyers!
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Yeah, pay to trust your doctor who would turn his eyes away as his brother doctors pillage you for debt he's sworn to pay.  Trust the "men in blue," too much, to keep an easy peace, and find they are too powerful—watch tyranny increase!  Put your faith in Jesus to achieve no absolution! Too, know the curse of strife and toil from his corrupted institutions.
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You're getting the idea, now, the point I've tried to make: "agency" morphs to "entity."  Institutions?  On the take.
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We'd wish for easy answers at the bottom dollar price. We want to have our morals, but we want to keep our vice. We want to keep our fortunes, strike the homeless from our sight, quibble on the Holocaust, and over NOTHING, fight!
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Do you understand the problem? Do you want another hint? I'd use a verbal brickbat though I bloodied you with it! Life's a kind of "banquet," and you reap what you have sown. You sow your seeds in "air," my friend? Then away they've surly flown.
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...Here's an observation, with admitted barbs or hooks: if YOU expect to FIND some *thing*, then first you have to LOOK!



We, humanity extant, don't look. I try, you might ... but "WE" don't. Don't pretend that we do. It only increases the eventual crushing humiliation of a prefered ignorance bearing down on us like an iron asteroid.

Additionally, whatever "it" is, it won't be anything like you thought it would be, get ready for that. It won't be announced! There will be no news at eleven! No Meet The Press! The public trust is too betrayed by same to countenance that!

It won't be found in prescribed literature of ANY stripe, only the proscribed literature if at all. It won't be found in the editorialization, any forced submission, or the silencing of the uncomfortable idea. Rather—consider what makes the new idea "uncomfortable."

Your *conviction* regarding ANY matter, perhaps, may be so much specious nonsense. Maybe. You'll never know but for the exposure to it, or a testing OF it, eh?

... Just one more way to lift the veil from our evidential, historical, and very reasonably conjectured *UFOs*.

Restore John Ford...

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