Beyond all the lies, there are strange new beginnings. It won’t end with you, and it goes *extra* innings. This dissolves and erodes what you'd thought we'd construed. There's no resolution. That's my Alien View.
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Embrace the oblique and accept the inevitable; that you won't know an "answer," but then find that's not terrible! Where is it written that "monkeys" know things, to rise to a greatness, aspired, that brings? Our senses are meager, not up to the task, and flesh is so weak; understood, you won't ask. Still, consciousness focused, unique but to you, is self-aware grace you can use to sense truth.
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...Ever thought of yourself as a the logical "center"? True... you're hard-steered from birth for the "cultural blender..." You're hard-pushed, remember, to be part of a *team*. Forget about *self*... just shore up the *mean*.
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... All propagandistics influence... it's true, is directed, diverted... but pointing at you.
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See, returning to self is where it’s all happening! "Self-aware" is a state of your own self-awakening! It’s a shock to discover what's always been true; at the center of everything? What’s found there is... you!
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Let "denialist ilk" pull the wool to your eyes? Piss the sense your God gave you, away, as despised? Dismiss then, completely, our quality people perceiving high strangeness... as lack-wits enfeebled!
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...Sure and all I understand... that *most* of it’s been faked. ...Sure and all I understand, completely, what's at stake! ...Sure and all I know that I should keep my mouth quite shut! ...Sure and all we know, indeed, that's shoved right up our butts...
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But there is something real one can feel at the core. It's conveniently hidden behind closed and locked doors!
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A plan to round-up *dissidents* when it's you they'd have that way! ...This "plan" is called “Plan 88,” it is real? Best you pray! ...And while some might... distract themselves... to meditate on "heaven," one wonders what the first "plans" were... numbered one through eighty-seven?
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...And what has followed, numbered so, toxic cauldrons all aglow, sturm and drang and greater terrors, coded into numbered letters?
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So, what is the plan there afoot, fellow motes, to suspend Constitutions or to take them as jokes? "Martial law" gives the *fascists * abundant free reign... to put us in collars, and muzzles, and chains!
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Think of the *drug deals* that screw inner cities. Think of cruel wealth fanning skinhead *proclivities*. Think of divisiveness as taught by our ministry. Orchestrated by whom, and from what hidden sinistery?
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Meanwhile... there is our Earth... offended by our presence! Tobacco companies win the right to sell slow death to peasants? Ollie North's discounting an appropriate revision; he’ll make a swell inquisitor in his hoped for inquisition?
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...And here you are, so all alone, at the center of your universe. It's down to you, you best embrace the challenge of an "omniverse." Its length and breadth won’t go away... because you've shut your eyes. High strangeness is what’s usual, and it highlights, shines, and cries!
...Did you know the moon Europa showed excessive revolution? Did you know that NASA opted to suspend prognostication? Did you know there're pictures showing stuff... but we don't get to see? They *report* from "7000," folks, but they’ve *imaged* from "350"!
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And what do you bet that Mars is a "bust"–and strangely "inconclusive"? What do you bet that the *face* is made dust, the public's will excluded. And what do you bet that all your hopes and your dreams of satisfactions... are more by "whim of fate" controlled ... if perceived though their distractions!
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We’re fat little fish in a pond drying fast. We’ll be air-gulping mud at the end ... at the last. We should have saved more and then had fewer babies. But we were complacent, conniving, and crazy!
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Our *watchers* are baffled by our seeming indifference. To let children die ... poison Earth for convenience? To act so damned pompous? Let suffering reign? These suffer slung arrows of empathy's pain!
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To act in this manner ... with the kingdom at hand. They just can’t get by it; they don’t understand. How do we feast at a Sonic or BurgerKing... knowing our purchases supports widespread suffering?
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The unexamined life, I’ve heard, is really not worth living. Unchallenged faith is valueless and harmful in the giving. You make the call, it’s your decision, but you do reap what you sow. It’s the summer of a discontent, but yours you'll want to know!
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lehmberg2002@gmail.com
www.AlienView.net
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And what do you bet that Mars is a "bust"–and strangely "inconclusive"? What do you bet that the *face* is made dust, the public's will excluded. And what do you bet that all your hopes and your dreams of satisfactions... are more by "whim of fate" controlled ... if perceived though their distractions!
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We’re fat little fish in a pond drying fast. We’ll be air-gulping mud at the end ... at the last. We should have saved more and then had fewer babies. But we were complacent, conniving, and crazy!
.
Our *watchers* are baffled by our seeming indifference. To let children die ... poison Earth for convenience? To act so damned pompous? Let suffering reign? These suffer slung arrows of empathy's pain!
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To act in this manner ... with the kingdom at hand. They just can’t get by it; they don’t understand. How do we feast at a Sonic or BurgerKing... knowing our purchases supports widespread suffering?
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The unexamined life, I’ve heard, is really not worth living. Unchallenged faith is valueless and harmful in the giving. You make the call, it’s your decision, but you do reap what you sow. It’s the summer of a discontent, but yours you'll want to know!
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lehmberg2002@gmail.com
www.AlienView.net
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