...No One Home... The Grand Exploratory Expository!

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TRUTH MUST ASPIRE 

TO BE TOLD TO BE UNDERSTOOD...

...TO BE BELIEVED...

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"Nothing is happening, 
has happened, or will, 

and little precludes us 
from "climbing" our "hill"

—as the "field" is LEVEL 
on which we MUST "play," 

"win or loss" on its surface 
is as righteous as plain!

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Our fascism's moral 

and shoots a straight line; 

our churches the ticket 

to heaven sublime, 

while we have pro-sports 

for the truth that it brings 

as our "balls" charge about 

on a throw or a swing.

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We've "rules" we've emplaced, 

and they're justified too. 

They cut the same way 

for the rich and poor, true!

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Too, we are a people 

who don't get confused

—"tough love" for our brothers 

and sisters "bemused."

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We are best served 

by police institutions, 

enforcement of law 

as a quick "execution," 

Alt science becomes us

—so noble it glistens—

prisons get filled 

by its crisp impositions.

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The "rich" don't get "richer," 
they earn what they'd take! 

...And nothing is hidden, 
abstruse, or been faked! 

The claims of the fringe 
raise a frivolous fuss

—no proof of "conspiracy" 
OR... "abuses of trust"!

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All is as well 

as is well as can be...

and the truth of this fact 

is what we, in fact, see! 

We're upright and moral 

and clear in our eye, 

then we're fair—evenhanded, 

up front... and don't lie!

Unless it's required 

in the service awarded

to those of the faithful

Who are well rewarded...

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Conspiracy's ground 

from the shells of its nuts! 

Liberals quibble 

then prove they've no guts! 

Your water is "clean" 

and the air to be breathed 

is as "free of pollution" 

as it's "free of disease"!

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The Earth is not warming 

to threaten our poles. 

The hole in the ozone 

is blown from one's nose! 

Virgin forests remain 

to be used in due course; 

as our Bible has promised! 

Earth's our glad resource!

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UFO's fabled, 

or "seen" to this day? 

These have natural causes 

explained well away, 

and exploited for gain 

by mere thieves from the fringe

—these prey on the gullible 

and drive them... unhinged! 

This stands as a symbol 

for weakness—in kind—

as a loss of one's sanity 

or one's rational mind!

Besides, what can these be 

But our angels and devils

who fight for our souls 

in an animate revel...

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These claims are ALL bogus 

and shan't stand the scrutiny 

which nurtures conditions 

to lead this cult's mutiny!

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We are ALONE 

in an aggregate sense! 

We're not detected—

and "ETs" are nonsense! 

WE stand apart 

from the natural sphere; 

this MARKS our proud mandate 

to prosecute queers!

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See? We are the jewel 

in our crown of creation. 

None have achieved 

all the glory we're paid! 

We can depend 

on ourselves and God's mission 

to keep us on courses 

for which we were MADE!

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We have rejected 

the pagans and devils. 

We know a God 

that is loving and grateful. 

We are a race 

with a strong healthy visage, 

so we are best served 

by a God... ...in our image!

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We have a *true* faith 

unblemished and sane, 

and it's made from a cloth 

we MUST sing in refrain! 

Intolerance serves us 

(to keep our strain pure!), 

and our ethics condone it—

of that we are SURE! 

It's our faith and our trust 

in our Fathers (inured!) 

that our mores reflect 

what "the man" does is—pure!

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We have been BLAMELESS, 

and we have been FAIR. 

We've been COURAGEOUS! 

What's true, we've declared! 

Too, we had the vision, 

the talent, and drive 

to "wrest" from cruel nature

what allows us to thrive!

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We are the champions! 

There's naught before us! 

We *earn* what we take, 

and so take it we must... 

as our clocks do the ticking 

for us all alone; 

...there's no one else out there! 

...There's no one else—home."

lehmberg2002@gmail.com
www.AlienView.net

TILT!!!

If you believe any part of the preceding, I have some choice plots on the *dark* side of the moon I'd like to interest you in... and at the bottom of a crater never seeing sunlight! Go, and once there, so verily, stay! A person using the totem above as support and cudgel fills me, or ANY sensible, reasonable, and responsible person... with revulsion and disgust. 

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No... we'd aspire to be sentient beings of passion and conscience... where those things can be remotely entertained! The "Trust-funders," those reflected in the poetry... that Koch Brother and Harlan Crow, the Musks and Theils et sepsis al, would revel in every line as right, true, and just! It is not! It cannot be! It SHALL not be! Hell on Earth is rejected out of hand as beneath human concern, any consideration, and begging but contempt!

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See? Where's it writ large that men can inherit huge wealth and be justified in their abuse of the well-betrayed poor... by right?  ...Not around me, not where I can help it. "How do you define 'abuse,' dahling?" ...these smirk while hubristically preening. Why, that would be defined by that which you would abhor being visited upon you... dahling.

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...But seriously, truer than not (?) we can cut to the chase... we owe it to ourselves. Cutting-edge science tells us itself that, writ large, everything we "know" is wrong—mistaken, misunderstood, misguided ... imprudent, erroneous, injudicious, incorrect, or wrongly perceived, to make the point fine. We only have suspicions, IF apparently well-founded. That's it. 

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A prudent person shows humility when being prepared for everything they "BELIEVE"... to go up in literal smoke at the drop of some thinking person's proverbial hat. Besides that, a literal sword of Damocles hangs above our very existence, given disease, the churning tectonic, and an increasing number of comets and asteroids flying nearby, just to start! Beyond that, we have a "known unknown" of abject factualities... vastly outsized by an "unknown unknown" of same....We must show more humility in this regard of our ABJECT ignorance in matters of the cosmic. 

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The poem above is but a sardonic portrait of my opposition's self-involved prosecution of their very real criminal sociopathy. No lipstick for THAT pig!  Ironically, my opposition is as self-hating as much as it is people (well... black, brown, queer, and female of any stripe, people!) hating! It's ALL hate!

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Currently, by way of adjacent example, but fueled by an unearned hubris as bloated as it is unfounded, too many—too quickly made—assumptions conveniently precipitate to a faux-religious and elitist impieties otherwise decried, real intellectual impotence dismissed by deluded "alpha attitudes", and an ethical impropriety... but an impropriety that was ever falsely projected onto democrats: three strikes, mind, then... its gravid irrelevance called out at the plate!  

IOW? The Right assumed the purloined and unjustified mantle of a moral and ethical high-ground and then irrevocably assigned perversion and perdition to the Left. The complete inverse of that is found to be true, just given current events. Perversion and perdition were the Right's projection... only EVER!

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...Then comes their arrogance, the self-importance, and that hugely destructive and hubristic personal (and unjustified!) hubristic 

conceit. Next thing you know?

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Why... ...lying to oneself becomes deriguerre and the order of the effin' day... right and proper! Only... Satisfactions based on such becomes harder and harder to achieve! Despair becomes the only condition celebrated! Wow... that's sad. Think about how sad that is. Regard current conditions... needless sadness... and right around Christmas, too...

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Let's digress to a parallel illustration to cleanse the palate! Consider, *S*cientists lately bestow a current wisdom that, but for our propitiously convenient moon?  The Earth would stumble around on its axis like a fat, drunken friar. This is to suggest, perhaps, just one more "reason" for our alleged "rarity" in the universe—another inflating variable one must add to the Drake equation, you know, to push... even the idea of an ET—the obvious and ubiquitous "other"— further and further away! Remember, though, if WE are here? ...THEY are there. Nothing. Happens. Once. We "happened"...

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...If the case of this lunar effect is within fact?  Then, should there not be evidence for similar rotational frivolities from the planets like Venus and Mars? These are, indeed, two easily observable planetary examples which lack such a stabilizing moon as ours!  Is Jupiter heaving around? Saturn? How long has Uranus just been rolling around the sun on its side like a barrel as a result, perhaps, of one huge collision with an Earth-sized object billions of years ago? 

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Too, there's the, I'm betting, errant presumption by theorists that mere stability is compelling enough to solely facilitate the life process, at all.  Too, I suspect that the unknown associative aspects of the moon upon its planet provide for moons... a little more "creative" than are lectured, eh?  I offer that's the safer bet: that bet being that we have no freakin' idea, eh? All we have are our suspicions... you recall...

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Remains... These planets are either tumbling impropiciously... or they are not, so do try to keep an undeserved and self-revealing sneer out of any answers, can't you, you scientistically yet somehow vacuous skeptibunky swine? No, not name-calling, homeboy! It's Assessment! This has been but an assessment of current wisdom as any real wisdom, at all. The mere appellation of wisdom should make it suspect.

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Moving on... to those trifling persons pretending they "don't get it" so as to buffer, imo, their cowardly facade—or pretense—of their "confident" rationality?  All appropriate respect to you, along with my condolences.  It remains, sadly, the practitioners of my sardonic poem above—a poem describing evil in its most pernicious, duplicitous, and misleading form—can just piss the eff off! Quoting the comics, I'm not locked in here with you. You're locked in here with ME!

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Regarding claims concerning my accused dearth of "clarity." ...You are facilitating monkeys slingin' the "common wisdom" cack. Your arrogance is offensive. Actually, I'm clear as crystal while still remaining remotely civil. Moreover, my civility is an affectation I find increasingly more difficult to extend into a ufological debate, eh? See, even as I indicate my contention that you just go to hell, I'd aspire to an explication such that you might also... enjoy the trip! ...Learned that from my dad. I guess he learned it from Mark Twain.

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It remains, presently, I don't have any "reflex" respect for nor will I easily validate your presumptively duplicitous, I suspect inherently mendacious, and finally ironically regressive reductionist's paradigms and worldviews; a rabid mindset of unearned certainty filling me with a revulsion so profound I'd rather give Eric Trump a tongue bath than suffer its least noxious imposition or weaseling meme. I trust this was clear enough? Everybody get that? DT? DE? DB? GS? JD? RR? ...Truth social?

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Don't humiliate yourself going all "wide-eyed" and "concerned" wondering "where all the anger comes from" or why there has to be such drama! Such passion! It is because, good sir or madam, you choose to ask that very mocking question... or remotely express just that phony concern! It is outrageous and so provoking outrage!

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See, the very act of asking is the proof you've had your head buried up your ass so far and for so long that you —or the best parts of you— have likely already expired in suffocation. Your facile concern for anger and drama does not mask your ready facilitation of that anger, provoking the drama in the first place! I don't create you. Your faux-certainty and grotesque arrogance of assertion creates ME!  

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See? It's your behavior that's first offensive. Your authoritarian and unilateral, then autocratic and hypocritical double-standard regarding an unconscionable support for the few at the expense of the many enrages the empathetic non-psychopath! You sneer?

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I sneer in turn. Your faith is not superior to mine. Your mores no more refined. Your ethics hold no higher moral ground. Your morality is no more righteous than my own. You've only ever demonstrated the glaring antithesis! Frankly?

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I perceive my testable "faith" in aspirant science as immanent and superior, my mores vastly more refined and consistent, my ethics comparatively higher-grounded, and with a morality decidedly more righteous than any leadership's, my society's, any institution's, corporate body's, agency's... yours frankly—my whole culture's when it comes to it!

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But wait!  All I am an individual who did what he said he was going to do, who stood tall when called to crisis, and who stood against that which required its opposition even when it was dangerous to do so! I look at the governing and leadership bodies aforementioned and assess them by the same rubric with which they would assess me. I find them, the same swindling swine alluded to in the poetry above, wanting, at best—criminal, at worst.

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Show me your government, your institution, your corporatism, your agency, your bureaucracy — your church... and I'll very likely show you a collection of sorry psychopathic entities, in the aggregate, which are unflatteringly assessed by the fruit that they produce, only. Verily, the good that they do is interred with their bones, as the evil they do lives on and on, to quote the bard. 

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Moreover, these entities betray the efficacious aspirations of the past even as they betray the trust of persons in the present day! Insult added to injury? These clear criminals will skate clear of recrimination—seemingly above the law!

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That's just not to be tolerated... not in a worthwhile civilization.

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What to do then? I must have an answer, eh? All this whining and complaining must have some kind of alternative "DOGE-cleaning" apparatus, putting these iterated problems to rest straight away—a way to expiate the anger and drama. Right? Well, make billionaires the endangered species... that's a good pecuniary start! Eschew the superstition and embrace a sentient science! Step two! There would be other ready steps following on!

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"Cosi-Cosa," pilgrim! We make our own joy and are responsible, solely, for our own salvation.

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Moreover, I don't have to have written the entire alternative score to criticize same, especially when the only one currently dancing is Dolores Umbridge—Argus Filch's sweaty and accommodating paw on her blubbery ass. Though I'll certainly contribute humbly to the thinking on a new melody... Too? Respect reflexively denied shall be pulled from the niggardly marrow of the offender's literary bones. See, it is not about finding answers to problems extant, it's about facing the answers that are already there!

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Sorry, not I. I prefer Mozart to banging trashcan lids and won't succumb to the dictates or prerogatives of a superstition-biased right-wing worldview. I won't bow to its self-serving logic, its inappropriate arrogance, its unearned hubris... ...and especially its exclusively Cartesian artlessness— without a fight! ...Gonna have to kill me.

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Rather, I'll hoist the black flag as appropriate, board hubristic ships, and cut the obligatory literary throats as I must with nothing for which I should be remotely sorry. "Dexter" in the literary flesh. No apologies, as it seems to be the muse-dictated task at hand, if fate assigned.

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...More warning than ever given me; buckle in. Prosecutors of the poem above, gird your flaccid and crepey loins. I've girded mine.

Restore John Ford! Onward and excelsior!

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