It comes to one at the oddest of times, to glimpse to a future beyond imaginations find, but left to those whom choose not to be blind, and find it crystal clear in seeing, if inclined:
Open door with unlocking key,
Brave to what lay before to see:
A mystical miracle, that may be?
Only for those with mind as me?
Turbulent times ahead to breathe,
Skies above clouded do agree:
The darkness within to seed,
The anxiety made to painfully bleed.
To what end is meant to prevail,
Gloom of death, or joy to wale?
Time is the virtue given to hail,
Humankind’s existence, or to curtail?
We are without doubt living in tumultuous times, the upheaval of all the norms we have become comfortable by which to co-exist; laid bare for dissemination and re-examination to their appropriateness of application, or want for a revisionist determination, regardless of impact to ruination.
The wilful opening Pandora’s Box to Humanity’s Codex will only serve to end in disaster for the species continued co-existence on this planet already poised for environmental self-destruction stemming form confluence of cosmic, and natural cyclical phenomenon’s transgressions.
For those whom in the end prevail will retrospectively witness the folly that brought to bare the scorched bones of what once was, and left to reconstitute in manner to obviate that which brought their struggles to bare.
No beginning is void of an end, to yet begin again!
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As one Human among seven-plus billion others, now seven-plus decades into this existence on this planetary spaceship traversing the great cosmic unknown, toward a destination of even greater speculation: what compels me to believe in a topic much has been done, and many have taken significant strides to discount, and worse, discredit?
Since an early age, becoming increasingly cognizant to a world outside my limited state of consciousness, and awareness; the first being shaped by the ethos of religion as espoused by Roman Catholic dogma, raised the questioning specter of `belief’. Especially that of an unseen entity known as God, and his selfless Son: Jesus.
The tragic gift of extreme short-sightedness, compounded by a penchant for breaking my visual aid of expensive eye-glasses, to my father’s dismay; I became very introspective during my many episodes of delinquent attendance to Sunday Mass, simply consuming the prescribed amount of time spent in Church, by walking endless footsteps, unseeing anything within mere feet before me: buried in `thought’ of my simple mind’s creation.
By the time I had turned nine, coming to the realization I saw, or didn’t, see things differently than most within my limited sphere of being, not totally hermetic, but increasingly so, I came to the realization too that I could be Gay. (The time being the late 1950’s `Gay’ was not established as relating to male-homosexuality, but suffice it to say: I was enamored by the males of my acquaintance, more than females.). This eventual realization maturing in thought as I passed through puberty, gave reason to reach deeper into the state-of-mind; to raise question for possible answer to all the mysteries life increasingly presented for want to understand.
Contrary to current access to information via the Internet; growing up in age of newsprint, and television news and entertainment limited awareness to the unusual especially in the realm of UFO’s (Unidentified Fly Objects), or as referred to today: AFP’s (Arial Flying Phenomenon). These principally being the subject of science-fiction novels by such famous authors as Isaac Asimov, and Ray Bradburry, the latter being the creator of the infamous Star-Trek series. [https://youtu.be/ZyTyrZFqmzE]. The topic captured my imagination then, and to this present day.
As reader, you may ask: what does being Gay have to do with the potential existence of UFO/AFP’s; where is the connection?.
The straight-answer [pun intended] is two-fold: firstly, and possibly difficult to fully appreciate by those who have not from a very early time in their life presence, be obliged to examine their sexual orientation, but their entire reason for being in the context of `others’ as to incite deep reason for introspection, and possibly more significantly: compelling reason for extrospection of the world of beliefs to which you are borne.
Second: having personally experienced, on two distinct occasion, mysterious phenomenon few may have had the fortune to experience directly:
The first occurred in the late 1990’s while driving; it was the start of dusk, the full sky a deep hue of Sunset pink within there was a massive, perfect circle, distinctly discernable due to its being slightly lighter hue than that which encircled it. At first thought, it was just a freak weather phenomenon until: within a split-second or less, the sphere closed in unto itself as does the shutter of a camera lens, rendering the entire sphere gone, and the entire sky consistent with the darker hue of Sunset pink. One might assume it to be a dimensional portal, a shift in the matrix, or frankly; who could know other than it being a real and observable event.
The second, and more graphic, and real: while visiting my brother in Phoenix, Glendale to be exact, he and I walking in his neighborhood, I happened to look up to see, approximately a few-hundred feet above me, a double diamond shaped object, red in color, slowly floating by as it softly rotated on its vertical axis. The rotation being known by the Sun’s periodic reflection on one side of the object. Then, appearing out of no-where, following the same motion and path trajectory of the first, a second object, but this one was black in color. Both are now silently drifting across above my head. The strangeness of this: alerting my brother who walked a few meters ahead to take notice of the objects, looking upward claimed he saw nothing as I described what I was seeing. Astonished he could not see what was obvious to my eyes, I followed both as they proceeded and eventually the black object dissolved into the sky, as the red object carried on, eventually dissolving into the light of the sky.
Beyond these direct, relatable experiences, there have been several events manifesting more questions than answers throughout my life. Experiences many explain as mere coincidence, or indulgence of imagination, or twists of fate; however what they are in the end is the willingness to go beyond the binary to explain, to compel one into the `Belief’ there is far more than that which the senses-given allows to know is real.
To conclude: what inspired the writing of this essay is encountering a documentary on the topic of Disclosure of the UFO/AFP phenomenon titled: Unacknowledged: An Expose’ of the World’s Greatest Secret [https://youtu.be/n7HXocgnExw], and to bring to the attention of those whom inexplicably have ignored, have had no interest in the topic, or just not willing to `believe’ as result of the subject being tarnished under the classification of `conspiracy theory’. It’s hoped in doing so: on behalf of the minds’ of the few; Compel Belief, by the minds’ of the many !
As we enter to what is essentially the last phase of our Chromosomal-telomere quota of flesh-blood existence [excluding prematurely succumbing to freaks of nature {full spectrum inclusion of non-human}& human intervention {accident or otherwise}] one might contemplate, more so maybe than otherwise, but contemplate past, present, and future [emphasis on the `future’ contemplation] rendering such thoughts as the following: WARNING: this is not as morbid as the illustration suggests
Withering and dying, this body slowly degenerating to its ultimate demise, to for-ever be lost to this world, that evidence of its presence to future generations knowing, be forever obliterated as to not have existed at all. If into Nothing our Being ultimately goes, for what reason does it exist in the first place? What Legacy proof be created to harvest a permanence of presence on this evolving, revolving planet Earth? Does the answer lie in the presence of the Cemetery wherein fields of granite, limestone, and other material of aging permanence serve as concrete evidence, witness proof to the Lives that once held prominence and footing on the hallow ground to this perceived existence? That only by Death’s relinquishing of the captured Soul, Life’s energy force fueling existence, does Truth to a Knowing, ultimately become solved. Or does the answer ultimately lie elsewhere; beyond this reality’s need for comprehension?
On the last day of Creation, God gathered every living species of earth-born creature save for one of them: Human.
God, looking proudly outward, the murmuring echoes of all assembled, slowly hushed to complete silence.
God’s purpose, told to the gathered: ‘….excluding Human from this gathering is in order to bestow unto this one specie, a unique, talent trait meant to set them apart from all the rest of creation: the gift of wonderment; the thought of mind: to Question.’
In that moment, the multitudes gathered, broke their silence; the lush, open valley echoing their sullen, moan of disappointment.
God, reflecting a moment, feeling the unanimous reaction, once again spoke; the valley again falling silent.
God’s eyes, lit brighter than countless Suns, shouted in the loudest, thunderous voice so all would be sure to hear, crying out: ‘Be not dishearten my flock, for to you all who stand here, reverently before Me, I treasure you with an even more precious gift; theDivine Answer to the question humanity will be most consumed to answer: ‘What is the purpose to this human life? And further, you are free to speak of this, to tell every Human you encounter, and through your progeny, for all eternity.‘
God, feeling the renewed energy of goodness, joy and happiness well up from among them beckoned with cheer and reverence; `Go now! Return to the place on this Earth you call Home!’.
It has been some time since posting to NAYKD POET, not for lack of want, but truly, finding little that is positive to inspire expression; what ever the topic, and/or, medium of communication conveyance.
This tumultuous era, as a collective: Humanity, we are now experiencing, by my armature examination, is a culmination, in fact a collision, of the facets that constitute the infra-structure of society: civil or unruly.
The basic, principle category components: Science, Religion, Politics, Finance/Economics, Nationalist Culture, Sexuality, Genetics, Technology(ies); all being, presently, challenged to their relevancy, to the individual, and as a collective. The latter being discriminated into groups, or tribes, defined by such criteria, resulting in a matrix of potential, conflicting beliefs, truths, and acceptance.
And, not unlike the trauma imposed upon global humanity during historic revolutionary changes in human development, duly categorized as the: Stone-age, Iron-age, Industrial-age, and now, the Information-age; this latter period likely to be the most daunting to lapse into a state of manageable, universal conformity.
The exponential presence, and societal relevance, of Internet communications, the portable devices making possible instant communication: text, voice, video, are contributing to a climatic change; the temper(ature) of tolerance: capably, willingly assumed, without direct imposition by a ruling-class. When a true, scalable instance of expression, within moments of happening can culminate in violent riot, or the saving of a life, simultaneously witnessed, and responded to, by every globally connected individual, instantly.
The diversity of viewpoint, opinion, on virtually any topic of free expression, or conflation of information, has manifest a vital opportunity, but at the steep cost of credulity: who, or what, to believe to be true, honest, and factual.
What the Information-age appears to have most successfully achieve, to date, is to expose how dangerously disruptive diverse beliefs, and allegiances, to the definable, basic component structures that form an evolving human presence on Earth can be. And, unfortunately, with the ever expanding web of virtual influence of information technologies; matters have greater promise of unbridled upheaval and disenfranchisement.
Not a happy, nor positive projection of time to come; but, awareness to this potential, to this mind, will serve well to temper what ever storm is yet to erupt.
Unwinding is the progressive; spiraling from its ethereal beginning, passive to its present, with infinite conscious energy, fed to its expenditure, toward the nothing of everything, manifesting, through its experience, memory to its passing, to color the instant, of its observed presence then; now; and, than!
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