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 !
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!
It’s been a while since motivated to put random thoughts to reality’s gain; but, so goes this day:
Nights Spent:
Like roaches that feed in the void of light; hiding their machinations from morality’s sight; to garner the lust of debauchery’s delight; filled with feelings contrite; displacing rancor with blithe; to find refuge in other’s fright, so go the hours spent by night.
Field of Dreams:
Blazoned upon open fields of trails; foot passages that hide deviant tales; trodden by exploits where wanton lust prevails; greed for pleasure hard to curtail; a place, ethical prohibitions are destined to fail.
Bathhouse:
Through dim-lite corridors, naked men parade; each lost to their own charade; to orgasm of pleasure, they’ve become the slave; for it, their moral soul to trade; open doors, engorged lust wantonly displayed; stale sweat, spent cum pervade; pheromonal triggers waff and cascade; driven to frenzy, driven to engage.
Creative Block:
Cloistered in a humble room of mindless imagination; spawned from germ of discontent; survived by the fruit of constant failure; striving toward ill-conceived ambitions; thwarted by the causation of reason; hopeless to gains of promise; foments realization to threat of survival.
Book:
Brandishing tool of eloquence; striving to be creative and communicative of mind, thought toward their realization of meaning; embodied in time, the measured vehicle of distributed reason; unencumbered by resistance of ridicule; saved for perpetual salvation of archival history.
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It is common awareness that a `Lie’, related to any matter of subject or condition, only serves to perpetuate more lying to protect the fact a lie has been perpetrated.
This condition eventually leads to establishing a `Secret’ to protect they who initiated the original lie. Eventually, this leads to conflict between those who become aware of the lie perpetuated versus those who protect the condition of the presence of a lie. For Nations, this generally falls under the classification of `National Security’.
Over the centuries the lies compounded upon lies has manifest to a present state where any subject pertaining to Human existence and the historical conditions from and which it has evolved to this the 21st century become subject to questioning debate.
Unfortunately, the select few who have assumed themselves to be the `rightful holders and protectors to the truth’ to the lies perpetrated over the centuries; fear for the level of anger and hostility that would ensue and foisted upon them by the Peoples of the World were, at this late date, said `truths’ be divulged.
It is with a high degree of certainty that many millions of lives have suffered and lost for the sole purpose and reason: to protect the many critical lies that comprises Human History.
But, this can no longer be tolerated.
All the Peoples of the World must finally rise up and take a stand against centuries of tyranny wrongly imposed upon them, at great cost of human suffering and debasement, by only a very few, select elite families and their political minions. Generations-old establishment that have constructively and strategically, for their own enrichment and empowerment, taken exclusive control to `Knowledge of Human Origins and Antiquity’ that are the rightful property of all Peoples. From ancient history and origins of our species to the purported interventions of `other world’ entities and all relevant matters in-between.
A global `Truth and Reconciliation’ event under the auspices of a Peoples United Nations must be demanded. A year long event where `secrets’ long held from Humanity be openly and unequivocally divulged; brought into the light of day.
`Truth and Reconciliation: A truth commission or truth and reconciliation commission is a commission tasked with discovering and revealing past wrongdoing by a government (or, depending on the circumstances, non-state actors also), in the hope of resolving conflict left over from the past.’
Finally, a loud and vocal revolution, here as yet to be experienced, of seismic proportions is essential to bring a final end to the conflict and suffering common humanity has long and wrongfully endured; to chart a new course allowing for it to finally evolve and prosper well into this 21st Century and beyond. Failure to do so will assuredly lead to its ultimate, unnecessary demise.
The beauty of Moon’s brilliant light reflecting on the still water of the harbor cove betrays the anguish felt deep inside as I sit gazing upward at the dark night sky filled to abundance with the flickering light of constellation’s stars.
Absorbed by the wonderment of nature’s paint I seek to find answers to questions’ manifest, reasons for humanity’s self-inflicted pain, dispensed with the hypocrisy of remorse.
The defilement of life’s abundant values given without price; expended as though worthless: life, taking life.
What virus of evil did mutate into the genetic of humanity to give rise to its indiscriminate ability to espouse hatred by voice and physical action? An evil so dark as to seemingly expunge the full essence of Love from the spirit soul given to all with birth into a world of unquestioning beauty and abundance to be had. What wayward action was it that led it to traverse our planet without impediment or impunity to find permanence of residence in all, yet diverse, cultures?
Were an alien intelligence to look upon the dualistic actions of this earth’s inhabitants it would assuredly too, be left to wonder the root cause(s) for this profane condition. Like a child spoiled to indifference to the riches unquestioningly given it without want for reciprocation but to appreciate the inherent value of its worth and, to cherish the opportunity for its giving.
How long can this insidious profanity be allowed to continue without an ultimate price to be paid, to render a final solution that will fully purge the disease sickness that holds to the genetic roots of humanity and its progeny of generations to come? To allow the full goodness of the Soul’s spirit of love that freely resides in all at birth, to flourish and expand in the course of life’s given journey before entering the next realm of energy’s domain.
It’s been a while since motivated to put random thoughts to reality’s gain; but, so goes this day:
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