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Yeah, it's true... I'll see them
in my early morning skies—
perceived because I'm looking
...with a perspicacious eye.
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Too... not indifferent to your scoffing
—a trifle wounded by your scorn—
remains that, yes, regardless,
they're a truth that's being suborned.
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See, we don't deal with them!
We push them to the rear!
We're cloaked with our "traditions,"
and we're frozen by our fear!
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Religiously, we're "counting beans,"
using science for excuses...
all to disavow "conspiracies"
acute with the abstrusest!
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See, the stuff I've seen is present
to any witness I might have.
A friend, a'watch there with me...
like the ones whom I have had?
...But these are few and far between,
these few who'd go along—
exploring outer darknesses
after midnight's "sung her song..."
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...To "BE" up... so damned early
that the dogs are still asleep;
to stumble in the kitchen
and chance whackin' unshod feet?
A lot to ask of one not blind
to disbeliefs one has inside...
These disbeliefs that one's force-fed
to clutter up one's mind, it's said.
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Yeah, we'd go out in the morning
after, early, getting up,
and we'd rise up with the lights off
you know... so rhodopsin has a shot!
We'd take some cups of coffee
for the stuff that sharpens skies,
and you'd watch with me, the UFOs,
...we'd see with our own eyes!
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It takes some "long-term" looking
with the head well-tilted aft.
People watch you looking
and pretend it's YOU that's daft!
Though, that long-term look is useful...
It gives one time to think...
on how things fit together
as the cosmos nods and blinks...
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It pains the neck a little bit,
but try to persevere!
It won't hurt for too much longer!
Then... you start to see them, clear...
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...Lean up on a hitching rail!
...I've a low retaining wall...
It makes "the watching" easier
as stars wink out or fall.
...And sometimes skies are fervid
with a movement of their own;
the stars then "wondrous wanderers"
sans a spot to call their home!
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I've got some good binoculars,
and rigged a steady stand;
the images resolving
are unmoved by shaky hands.
They are clear beneath the star-field.
I can zoom them in quite close.
They ARE, not merely pelicans...
...but for sure they won't be ghosts!
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They're there like... stars set moving!
They resolve as "orbs of light";
their movements are in magnitudes
which vary, dark to bright.
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They wink with strobe-like brightness
in a random pattern dance.
They'll glow like worms, unevenly...
then out they'll blink, like chance!
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They'll slow to almost stopping,
then they'll speed up to a flash,
increasing in intensity,
or then "dimming out," abashed!
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It's plain these things are out there
so it's not that fight I seek...
(fights about their *existence*
are all specious, thin, and weak).
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Though scan the implications!
It's there one finds the nub...
of graft which has corrupted us,
so a few would have "enough."
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See, if UFOs infest the skies...
the order would be NEW!
It does, in fact, change everything!
All outlooks change their view!
That's still and all, a good thing
with a future looming down...
something unpredictable,
a concrescence come to town!
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Too, I'd bet on more autonomy
as the value to be gained.
"What's our profit in it,"
Catbirds ask in sad refrain.
See, their catbird seats are up for grabs
because they've lesser value.
Everyone'll be self-sustained
—self-reliant—so... revalued!
That's my intuition;
that's my optimism, friend,
that "reach," indeed, exceeds its "grasp,"
or what's "heaven" there for, then?
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or it would have come to pass!
ET would be among us
—begging food and hauling trash!
...But UFO's are individual,
they are personal—up close.
They'd know the... "individual,"
and it's that approach they chose!
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...But the "manor lord" won't have it,
as his meter must be paid (!?!)—
inconvenient and contrary
are the "beds" that he'd have "made"!
So then, "reigns" are jerked too sharply
by "tradition's" hands—which smell!
These "rich" don't live like "people," see?
...They've "contempt" that they'd still held!
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...But, that's the problem neatly!
It's our culture on its rear.
It's our culture on its rear.
...And don't think we don't deserve that!
We'd have earned it? Face THAT! Clear?
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Too, values that were values "prior,"
before our new "concessions,"
might be found to be the agents
of our cowardly intentions!
Relieved, all bets are cancelled,
and any "debt" just goes away!
We'd find a brand new card game
is the deal dealt that day!
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Too, you can bet a *cosmic* card game
with the deck all "strange" and "new."
The "cards" will be peculiar...
@nd th3y'll 83 num83r3d str@ng3ly, t00...
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What's that left within us, then...
when our future comes to pass...
when we've made our fate's transition,
and that future's here at last?
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...Well, all that's left is love and... fate...
cleaner power we'd all have...
power more expansive—
a cosmic "kingdom" here at "hand"?
This is only intuition;
optimistic, I'd declare.
...Comes vast "accelerations";
I'd contend "concrescence" glares!
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The sooner we all cop to this...
the better off we'll be...
as there's so "much more to 'heaven' "
than a "top-class" has, you see?
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That there's that clear autonomy
to be found at "zero points."
That there's, in fact, a "free lunch,"
and that's "hemp," not "smoking joints."
That there's respect which we don't have
when we're the brunt despised...
and mere fodder for the callous few...
and their psychopathic lies.
lehmberg2002@gmail.com
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| Look up and out and in with courage because the sky is telling truth about your culture that your culture is too frightened—and too invested—to let you see! |
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Terence McKenna observed that culture is not the individual's friend. Step outside its bounded box to have this demonstrated. Our "Callous" culture, remembering, then, that culture is not your friend, promotes a conformity that marginalizes and homogenizes a population from creative new ideas, good or bad. The history would seem to say that this is not an efficacious endeavor or pursuit.
There are punishments, too, sure. Today, people are still persecuted for ideas that they have, and they are further pilloried for the lawful expressions of those ideas. Here is your real blasphemy!
Not scientism! Sociology! Secular humanism open-minded and self-aware, if dwindled presently, rather using our compelling Cartesianism like a tool for the betterment of "Everyman," not just the stockholders. See, it's the vast majority who can't afford "stock" given the chicanery of the corporations issuing their duplicitous and disingenuous "instruments" of difficult-to-depend-upon... bupkis!
...And sure!!! There will be bad ideas!!! Remains, that's beside the point! "Bad ideas" will fail because they ARE bad!!! Consider Trump's neo-fascism! It WILL fail. It's a bad idea!
