Sunday, June 21, 2015

Cherished Dreams Of Monkeys


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So your mind is more than made up? ...Your convictions hard as stone? ...Your philosophy all laid out? ...Your demons driven prone?
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All *important* questions answered? All the *evils* outlined plainly? All the *angels* in YOUR Outfield?  Does the "liberal" mewl inanely?
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Do UFO’s infest weak minds? Is that field all a lie? Think Doug and Dave were "heroes" stomping "circles" late at night?
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Are some folks just *superior*?  Are the others doomed to die?  Are you yourself all blameless? Do your eyes avoid the sky?
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Think gay men are unnatural? ...Gay women soon to fry? Dismissed from white, elitist heavens when they “slough this coil” and die?
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Do you tithe your church for Sunday’s brunch? Are you driving great big cars? Do you light your home on Christmas eve Like exploding nova stars?
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Think the “playing field” is level? Think “bootstraps” are the answer? Think welfare is unnatural, but a corporate dole’s not cancer?
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You think the fifties were a heaven to which we are returning? Think “God” should rule in Government ... thinking that won’t cause more burning?
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Did Jewish genocide ne`re occur? Occurring, they encouraged what they got? Are you thinking ~hemp~ is all about just growing/smoking pot?
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If “yes” stains just one answer... And you’ll chance a change anew, Then best get straight, take stock ... wise up!  Embrace an Alien View!
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Want some truth to all the falsehood? Want to cop to REAL biz`? No thing, and I mean NOTHING... Is a way you ~think~ it is!



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www.AlienView.net

~Musical Interlude~

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See, our agreed upon "cultural fables" means something—means anything at all, actually—because, individually, we make it mean something! We do this just like we do our money. Consider... our money is entirely valueless but for our shared agreement that it is not.  Lost faith means lost value.
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No, the aforementioned cultural fable—replete with corporate beasts braying like privileged weasles—is only a best, and perhaps not best educated, guess at an interpretation of how we have told ourselves, instructed ourselves ... convinced ourselves that *the way things are*, are truly, the way *things* are!  They're not, you know.
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...Not to be blamed entirely, then, are the unelected governments, non-accountable agencies, and duplicitous institutions we tolerate at peril. See, we individuals still have to buy in, mote by errant mote into "the official reality." We're required to buy in under "penalty"... or it all just evaporates away.
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Moreover, unsettlingly, and with greater frequency, the aggregate fable changes for the observer just for the observer observing the fable. Consider the impertinent deconstruction of a W.B. Smith by persons sometimes as canted as they are impertinent.  There is much to distort an observation prosecuting an adjacent agenda than is admitted in the proclamation that it be scientifically unbiased.  It isn't because it says so, eh?
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W.B. Smith was a quality human instrument in the tradition described by Allen Hynek. He gave us evidence of high government ufological involvement, the "quadrature," and the "non-interference doctrine."  Kirk and Spock's concern that the prime directive be observed comes directly from Smith and not Gene Roddenberry who knew of Smith and pirated the philosophy, is this writer's understanding... Observed in the light of homocentric cant, as Spock and Kirk were, Smith's positive effect for a future-hurtling humanity is obverted and falsely invalidated. This is so we talking monkeys can hold on to our cherished if baseless dreams.  My intuition is that there are better dreams.
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The truth changes... or does it...
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Government is real? Our loves are real? Our hates are real, and it wouldn’t all just disappear with the first asteroid, consuming prion, or at the first whim of "the man" (?)
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*Reality* is nonsense. Reality... is what we impose ourselves or is imposed upon us. We make it up as we go, and as we go, the manufacture of that reality accelerates.  Fasten your belts.
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...And reality is nonsense, good reader, because perception, condition, and situation are different for wildly divergent people all over our planet... Eight or eighty? Blind, crippled or crazy? Walking, crawling, or stinking — sociopath or sociophile...
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What now brown cow?  Over our shoulders yawns the fathomless multiverse like a sentient beast, eh?
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Is it more than blind luck, good and bad, that you are where you are at present? It's not what we think! For some, surviving that just conjectured asteroid strike is a step up, and still, the individual is at the extreme dead center of it all … The Center. Of. It. All.
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~You~ are the center of the universe, reader. Me too, but that's beside the point. There must be responsibilities and mindfulness associated with that centrality.
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Cozy America... there are horrors "out there" beyond our contrived borders for which we are liable—consider the production of your child’s soccer ball, or those long fat bananas mom buys down at the store... and these are a couple of the most (seemingly) innocent (...both of the preceding have real environmental horror stories) ... Cathy Lee Gifford knows what I’m talking about! "K"-cups?  Don't get me started. Who pays so you can play?
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Once we think we have the deadlock nut on something, we are loath to let that solidity, even ~if~ an imagined solidity, go. We fight for our dodgier convictions out of some weird pride of authorship, or ownership—made whole cloth out of "self-centered convenience," only. Some of those convictions are seen as dead right, others as dead wrong. We end up on one side—or another—of this transient meaninglessness... and despair.
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All too soon, then, we are entrenched in some destructive belief system out of sheer momentum. This is how Christians bury Muslims in swine offal when they fight the Bosnian wars (It happened!). This is how homosexuals are beaten (...stoned? Dragged behind cars?) until they're dead (It’s happening!). Do these persons bring their treatment upon themselves? Do they? Or is it brought upon them out of mean ignorance, intolerance, or indifference to ones more ethical compassion! Not a question, reader... an observation.
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All this dissolves upon a search for the un-stretched mechanics of why conditions ~are~ as they are—the Alien View. When the chips fall as they may, and we all cop to *conditions*, those *conditions* improve real fast... even if it means the, ah... ...*best*... having to give up the *best* champagne ... just for a while! Even if you have to be a little ashamed ... just for a while... one ultimately cops to personal responsibility... or despairs!
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Example: the raw numbers say the ratio is roughly seven to one—working ~honest~ poor at or just above the poverty line, to clear profit millionaires, in these United States. Imagine a, let’s go nuts, $25,000 annual boost or subsidy in that working poor woman single mom's hand for her trouble... 25 x 7 is $175,000... or, the clear profit millionaire only clears $825,000 – the next year, of course, he recoups his loss, plus, in the hotter economy, “but what the hell...” the millionaire now reasons, “...a bird in the hand...”
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This is how he (the man) treats people who build his house, keep him warm ... heat his water... shovel his shit!
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Nothing is the way we fallible humans think it is. This is why we have to detach, move back ... see proverbial forests for proverbial trees; be able to re-evaluate positions in the light of new evidence... and grow. Admitting that you are wrong (...when you admit it?) is, still, a step up. This is where we will find our salvation—in tolerance, hard (at first) uncomfortable truth, and then its incandescent light.
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Sincerely, if you didn’t have *stock* in one position or another, like an alien might not, would you even hold the positions that you hold? Don’t be too quick with your affirmation; it’s very likely wrong.

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