Justification

Critical Prose & Poetic Commentary regarding UFOs and their astonishing ancillaries, consciousness & conspiracy, plus a proud sufferer of orthorexia nervosa since 2005!

Wednesday, July 06, 2016

...The Alien View

An Alien View


...The Alien View
by Alfred Lehmberg


...The Alien View. The view that takes the "you" out of the equation. Oh yea and verily, fellow traveler, it’ll put a *spell* of sedition on you! ...And you know what it is about sedition!
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Right, that the "alternative" offered is an attractive one or the sedition would not be able to seduce!  Why, it could even be intelligently preferred to culture extant as a "choice of better practice."  Though that's not the point... even as it is exactly the point! This alternative remains to be decidedly contrary to the impacted status quo, fluid and novel... highlighting the status quo's inferiority, malfeasance, or duplicity, howsoever obvious is same!
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Concurrently, compared to the rest of the world the US sucks up a *share* of world resources that, by far and away, exceeds what it gives back to... well, anything, or anybody, frankly, even its own... but for the aforementioned few—that vast and harried minority! The world pays so we can play! 

Why, we Americans should incur more rank enmity, pay a higher and higher price for complacency as that goes on, and have. ...And shall it would seem.
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Indeed, we must likely, if righteously, pay a premium—remembering history's benign leftist Governments in Central and South America usurped with the help of the USA to favor true right-wing monsters—for disrespecting the rest of the world as much as we have. For example, we should be leading humankind's effort in the matter of ufological disclosure, but remain, in fact, its biggest hurdle. We provide other hurdles to the rest of the World's... ...exsqueeze me—ufological disclosure?
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Do I detect a smirk? Remember it; that is my sole admonition.
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See, if you lived over a guy with a bad headache, would you continue to practice your tap dancing? The Alien View observes that many of us are doing just that. Indeed, presume a right to continue to do so...
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I would just as soon, not, for myself. See, I know misery shared is decreased where joy shared conversely performs a most joyous inverse...
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Is that the reason for a pretty thundering silence on raised issues... Inviting any C&C, ...excluding, of course, discussion on the subject of  "end rhymes" (...heard that one.). These are ultimately justified poetic jibes at the arrogance of intelligence used by others like it was their psychopathic weapon… You'd begrudge me even that? A song?  
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...Matters not.  It's a song, and that's what songs do.
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These songs do aspire to be a song for the greatest denominator—hence the end rhymes. They are songs, folks. Don't be snotty or trifle to sneer at their proffered sincerity.  It's de-constructive. This is forgetting I'll eat your literary face for it when I can. I say true.
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These songs are ironically the result—not, I challenge, a symptom—of mechanisms I believe in stealthy operation to the detriment of all. These are psychopathic mechanisms of "trust betrayal" and "crimes of obfuscation," it would seem, perpetrated against humanity by an aggregate *officialdom* cited in the prosery alluded to! My songs are merely one self-aware individual's reaction to these mechanisms and the psychopaths making use of them… I make no apology, even double down on my assertions. 
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See, my songs are provoked chronicles on dangers associated with suspected inconsistencies of an evil officiality. They are poems critical of self-serving institutions perpetuating their heinous authoritarian inflexibilities on the unbelieving believing. They are disciplined "raps" regarding the courageous acknowledgement that there is in fact an awareness of those cowardly auspices alluded to and their prevaricating "education systems," among other errant support systems, facilitating them... 
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Cue the Vader music. These are devices and mechanisms harrying deceived persons falsely believing they make informed consent regarding the content of miserable lives... unsuspecting that their trust is, and has always been, betrayed... ...but don't get me started.  Oh... right.  Too late.
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...That might have seemed a little maniacal. I can't (won't) apologize.
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See, I'd read recently from one of the more obliviated (tm) "juice-suckers station," one of the more bagged and cognitively boggy, UFO blogs... (whew!) ...that there were "some things more important than UFOs"!
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He (she, it...they?) suggested this seriously asphyxiated and unthinking clunker... even as he (she, it... they?) self-propounds as "the epitome of logical balance and educated sensibility"—not the dilettante mooks crippled with unearned hubris like these actually are.
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...Talk about "morons in need of attention," eh?  Choice irony!  Stop!
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Let's all change course, understandably, and take an embracing leap of interrogative conjecture! Let's test the soundness of the preceding idea... a thought experiment, if you will...
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Resolved: ...that there are some things more important than UFOs.
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Well then, presume for a moment that there actually were intelligently occupied UFOs in the skies above us, after all...
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Yeah yeah yeah...Just go along you tedious CSIcopionic-klasskurtxoid stooge canoe! Even for you, an imaginationally challenged, fearfully lurking, and intellectually constipated cogni-mooker... Voila! Your *evidence*, such as it would have to be for you to be an evidence, is in your conjectured hand...! 
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...Warp drives, alien heads, ray-guns... whatever it takes to float the receding horizon of your shallow-draft evidentiary boat! You have your "evidence" such as it must come to be and so you must then "believe," to observe your own dictates if you have any cognitive back-bone or intellectual integrity at all!  The extraordinary claim has, at last, its mythical extraordinary evidence.  
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...Uh, if you can't do this for the purposes of the argument? Then we can stop right here because we have already defined your problem while proving my point... and please to run don't walk to the nearest clinic and get yourself sterilized so we can preclude the continued potentiality of your dodgy contribution to even the shallow end of the gene pool... and thanks for playing!
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...UFO are real, then, for the purpose of argument. Just the way a host of lettered and credible persons has found them to be. They are real. Real as death or taxes, in fact, more real than death and taxes, actually. Therein lies the problem... but I digress.
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Real UFOs conjectured, landing on the White house lawn, abducting citizens, sharing their choice of technologies, buzzing our military bases... ...or eating our heads...
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...What remains, NOW, in our previous affairs more important than the occupants of these UFOs?  I submit that nothing would be more important.  Nothing could be.
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Which of our previously presupposing concerns remains to take its prerequisite precedence? What imagined slight between Catholic, Protestant, Moslem, and Jew does not whither away to irrelevance in the cold hard light of a ufological reality?  Maybe that's the problem, eh?
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Given UFOs? It's everything ELSE must come to individual adjustment. Love and hate, War and peace, God and the Devil. Everything else. Everything. Every thing. E V E R Y T H I N G...
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I think that's GOOD news, forgetting it also, sadly, keeps the *mainstream's* giggle-bumpers up... s'ok... verily, these bumpers fray!
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See, we're like a bunch of BCE (Before Common Era) south pacific islanders of early generation on the cusp of our discovery by *others*.  Their (our) island is abruptly surrounded by an elder civilizations of a—we can only hope— refined sociality and seemingly magical technology? They (we)... slowly begin to realize that they (we) are going to have to take a different path... to self-esteem and self-actualization than they (we) had heretofore presumed. Eh?
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They'd (we'd) better!
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A lesson learned from the Matrix film series? Harsh reality is preferable to pre-programmed sky-pie that won't pay off in something "real"... something that pays the aggregate rent, for your trouble, in a system where the individual has an informed consent!
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Experiment over. What did you discover?
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Now: consider the legion of sincere and intelligent persons who have already made that aforementioned ufological leap and are waiting with dwindling patience for the ardently inappropriate sea-anchor pelicanist to make the leap himself (...herself, itself...). No.
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...Uh-uh....
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...Nothing, no thing... is more important to humanity than a resolution of the ufological issue and a statesman-like, of needs, political approach to same. No thing. Everything else is mere reaction and distraction to that, I'm compelled to think, smoke and mirrors to insentient drones and abject drongoes.  Why, even if we were found to be alone in the universe, we could come together to find that!  Choose significance over pointlessness and make it our own, eschewing gods and devils to gasp at the kingdom at hand because WE wish it so!
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Too, the rewards for our bravery, I suspect, are greater than the risks—which are inevitable anyway! That's good news I feel, still. It's honesty and self-respect on the way back. ...Feels good and smells better!
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This resolution is necessary even with a seemingly unlikely opposite outcome! The truth... though heaven falls, after all. Solid ground, then, of informed consent on which to build or heavan has no meaning even as an object of faith.  Consider it's humans who can make heaven on Earth easier than a hell on same.  Yes... because there would be more cooperation.
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Truth, though heaven falls? There are better heavens, I suspect, ones we could make for ourselves right now if we wished, if we but chose to. A kingdom truly at hand.
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Not a "believer", remains I can believe. Additionally, "I can think, and I can wait." ...See you there!

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