When there comes a time the one world cooks all the hopes of European civilization in a pot for the good of all mankind, scientific idealists, Vatican and Presidents will tout this last resort rescue of civilization from space. All divisions will subsume to one between those who believe in the alien conqueror and those who do not. Religion and science, governments in the lead, close behind the Vatican prepping madly for arrival, give dark hints of lost inner life and existential risk. Prepared to dredge up indisputable archeological, astronomical, scientific evidence that this is so they hint the exonauts have been here all along. Orson Scott Card called them Buggers, so perhaps we should defer to him for he must know.
Undocumented Messiah
Stephen Hawking used to worry though about the contact. He read too much history, feared colonization in spite of the good of all mankind would raid us for our resources. Outer space capitalists like the Spanish, the English, the Dutch, the French, ha! like all Europeans, would seek to plunder earth like South America, but for body parts! These aliens are unreconstructed social democrats! Hawking's fears that big ships from depleted solar systems would steal our gold (out of Stitchin) were really after our gonads. It's not personal with Hawking. His ancestors were not felled by smallpox, so in the end he endorses the bugger presence along with biologists who have had to revise the survival of the fittest. Now they say Darwin never meant survival to sound like a zero sum game. Social cooperation was always the pattern of prehistoric man. Ho, ho, ho. So be ready for an undocumented messiah. Papers are being prepared by the Vatican, Exo Papers where the existence and goodness of these exogenous saviors enjoys its casuistry. It is as unthinkable to science that aliens do not exist as it is that the Lord of Heaven and Earth does.
No Competition In Space
If you build it they will come. NASA reconstructs have nonetheless spent billions to make Contact. If we go out, as Sagan did in CETI, presume a return. He sent our address so they could call. This ship with a message in a bottle was "a sacred undertaking," the payload on Voyager I, and still remains to the power of a "a thousand million years," "a kiss, a mother's first words to her newborn baby, Mozart, Beethoven..." in order that we can all get milked for our adrenal glands like Chinese bears. Isn't that just too negative! What Hawking should really worry about is that Sagan and NASA, believe in the power of natural selection on earth, but not in space. Rivers, volcanoes, ice caps and every other aspect of natural science occur in space but not survival of the fittest! They don't believe in evolution there! There there are miracles!
Goodman Alien boggles Hawking's mind.
Simple romance sells fine.
Existential Risk
In order to confront these problems of lost inner life and existential risk, a forced choice of Hegelian dialectic is a chief weapon of bugger rhetoric. Instead of using contradiction as a process of growth, mutually holding two conflicting truths in the mind simultaneously without choosing, Hegelian says it must be either/or, the Study of Existential Risk at the Centre of Risk or ...is the risk itself! Existential Risk is a special language and mindset. This identity of Risk by its nature must reject other identities, not incorporate their dissents into its study. No persons opposed will be allowed. The alien will harbor dissent as much as Spanish priests. To risk or not to risk is our quisling. The funding for the Centre, the minds of the Centre, its techniques are the risk. The mere subtext that no technology was ever invented without use can be ignored. Survival of the fittest can be ignored. Look out, here comes HAARP, all-chem and that black budget science we deny exists. As Nick Bostrom is the handmaid of CIA and Uni-Corp, Google is the smiley face of DARPA.
Simple empiricism has trouble with parallel worlds. Let us call it old white science vs. new black. The old being public peer view science, the new being science way advanced beyond mere Contact. So, while on the one hand old white science seeks ET everywhere as a coverup, new science, government and religion wink that it's not finding them. Getting rid of the old is what they seek, all the while cooperating with the greatest conspiracy ever seen. Serving old pablum, Lord Rees, astronomer royal, (co-founder Centre for the Study of Existential Risk) thinks the alien sounds very like One in whom he cannot believe. Rees warned "aliens might prove to be beyond human understanding" [like God], that “just as a chimpanzee can’t understand quantum theory, it could be there are aspects of reality that are beyond the capacity of our brains.” Could it be! Talk about reality embarrassing those who fabricate so much of it. Having put bands, radio monitors, microchips and cameras on every species on earth to fathom their intelligence, leaving themselves out, no one can as proud as White science that thinks to meet the mind of its superior in the Black, after dismissing every other species of earth as inferior.
Of course old white science was superior even to itself. It invoked autonomous processes like collective unconscious, evolution, webbots and "the market," to argue existence of itself, just the way Deity used. These collectives function beyond influence, they say, function only of themselves, so when the unconscious perceives the need of a hero Lo! it produces one! La! Ocean is not autonomous but the stock market is, for Ocean has changed its ph and temperature by externals. These delusions of Babel extrapolate right to the void. Hawking at one time under the influence of Einstein believed in a version of the LORD, but now that he finds the aliens a threat he says science makes God unnecessary.
At the galactic entrance of empiricism, Lucifer, the Observatory in southern Arizona on Mount Graham, with no access to secret information cannot know anything about this, hence is dismissed before the fact. These affairs also pretend study at the Cambridge Centre for the Study of Existential Risk where the fox sleeps. That sleep means philosophers and scientists cannot examine their own nuances while they continually assume them. Neither can empiricism know anything about the reasons behind 1) chemtrails, 2) secret underground bases, 3) the quantum leap of science in 50 years, being too busy with the effects of 1) the weather wars of HARP, 2) GMO seed, genetic hybrids and mutation, 3) the extraordinary debasement of culture, government and society. All these of course document the purpose of it all, to present Salvation from without as a kind of mechanized choice for those who have lost inner life, who, as it were, must go out to eat. The best comfort given is DMT ayahuasca to desensitize their spirit and light up the infrared luz. Not to worry, aliens are Democrats and earth will be saved from pollution and overcrowding. Even if by mass extinction Nietzsche and Schopenhauer will overcome.
(take another look at Coming of the Alien Snake Savior).
Alien/Redeemer
It's not as if these boys have challenged outright the existence of Messiah; they repudiate it and substitute the alien/redeemer mythology. Beaming all sorts of communications into space continually in hope of making contact is exactly a Tower. And that is not the inner mystery. Global thought would climb into Babel heaven and do anything because global dismount is self-rapture. The Europeans who eat the universe seek Contact to find "man's true place," itself a question if a species could find its true place on Mars but not on earth. This "Ancient Mariner" said "we must prevent their escape."
Spoil one planet and to another go.
Any fool knows that one and one are two.
The next is treated sooner than the first.
The Europeans eat the universe
And when they're done spit out the pit and run.
Whether going out or coming in, the nearest analogy to the
"science" of alien arrival is in The Invention of America (O'Gorman) and The Invention of the Golden Age. It has its cake and eats it too. Science corrects its error by means of more
science and error. Every time science is wrong it is right, which beats the tar
out of politics and religion, and other claimants to the earth throne.
Confusion of TonguesTo counter the thinking of CETI and confuse the alien we propose a diversion to discourage their landing. Do they want to take the chance and be contaminated by us? Model aliens would have to debate this, assuming they have individual opinions and do not just think in swarms. Space parliament is like the brain? There is no end to terrestrial thinking. Science thinks by projection that everything true of earth is universal, hence cosmic (except natural selection). That's how Lowell found "canals" on Mars. They were in Venice. Aliens must "communicate," more earth talk, but do they have a sense of humor, or are they humorless like scientific believers? At one time 19th century poetry was a kind of religion, now science is. If alien mercy to Earth depends upon alien plurality and diversity, another ambivalence of the projected human, one hopes they remember the debate of Las Casas that Indians had souls. Revolutions are preparatory. Sartre and the French Resistance taught by Franz Fanon will go underground in Montana? Oops. Earth nuke silos, provided by science as the handmaid of business and government, are already underground.
Mass Rebellion
If all this is not enough to frighten the rulers into active resistance it's enough to frighten them into inventing flying saucers! The parties of mass rebellion take counsel together. They are trading their aliens like baseball cards in the Vatican basement. Mennonites have already proved it impossible to live with earth rulers. Autocratic corporations are even more punitive. Is Babylon City Woman (Revelations 18) an invention of world rulers to fake their own oppression, a picture of bond traders and merchants of world capital, global internationals unmasked in the intercourse of traffic to double think the fortune of “an idolatrous cult of Mammon, a cult that can only merit the name ‘fornication’” (Ricardo Foulkes. El Apocalipsis De San Juan, 189) in the democratic state? Is Polyphemus a symbol of empire? Would democrats execute Socrates? Never means always.
Folk Social Democrat Science Ballet
Social demo science cannot let heaven and nature sing, as used to be sung in the Christmas carol, Joy to the World. The Psalms and the prophets continually sing, the stars clapping their hands with the trees at the coming of the Anointed One. Oh that pathetic primitive, the Demo will say, for stars are inanimate and trees. But science and business and folly Social D dance for the credulous. In a performance that proves there are beings just like themselves who for all we know went to MIT, and for all we know they are good and if we are deserving they will come and free us from our partial truths. This is the whole truth and nothing but the truth so help you better damn believe, demoscrary.
Thus science and the Vatican, with rulers, nations and kings, "take counsel" against the Lord, and against his anointed. But you will not catch them doing it. Such threats are only comprehended by fiction. The third part of the trilogy, The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest, has to stand in for the truth about it along with the corruption of Los Angeles in True Detective II, because nobody will believe that Karen Silkwood, or anyone else is threatened by these powers. These things are done behind closed doors where only prophets see. There Ezekiel saw Lucifer's fall (Ch. 28) reduced you to ashes on the ground, and the seventy elders of Israel worshiping each at the shrine of his own idol crawling things and the detestable (Ch. 8). The most artful thing these powers have done, whether in Revelations 18, Ezekiel 8, religion, business or politics has been to turn themselves into liberators from the true redeemer, who they cast as the oppressor, instances which occur with much frequency, much as if Johnny Cash's There's A Man Going Round was as an incarnation of evil and not good.
It's hard to say (without the White Horse Rider) who's more afraid of corruption, the howling mobs of the Boxer Rebellion and Trump's Portland or the state control of Tienanmen Square and the American elite. China wards its billion unfranchised dangers who might turn, but America mastered its social controls. Rebellions above and below suggest earth in danger, not at all what alien propaganda media and governments show.
Western health pros think that if you impose a belief on children they will rebel. Thus government is rebellion's cause, (unless it's their own protocols) which contrasts with all pre-democratic, traditional experiences where the child was raised to belong to a people, ethos and tribe. In China, Japan, Nigeria and elsewhere some traditional respect remains. But not in the west. Do It In The Enchilada without the semantics of "impose." Logically to the West, all rebels are right. They exercise free speech, except if they are fake then must press delete. Rebellion is a step toward diversity, a fight for human rights, (except for al Qaeda!), except for the Taliban, except, except, except. It's hard on the United States to oppose the Taliban. Cast as terrorists by Western rhetoric, the Taliban think they are fighting for a way of life. Freedom fighters! Freedom means overthrow whatever law troubles the exercise of "rights." The Supreme Court proudly imposes law and is proud the people submit. Government deems people children who don't know what's best for them, that's why it must rule. Psalm 2 magnifies this to the nth degree. It's as though we confront a principle of human behavior that there is a law that there can be no law unless that law is overthrown.
This underlying attitude of what we should do about our children suggests that turning to the police is not it. They may kill the child who we wanted to "listen to reason." Many mothers wish they had never called 911 when the child threatened because when they threatened the police they went down. But the Psalm is more sure than the rebels. The "come let us reason together" part is enforced with "thou shall break them with a rod of iron" (9). A father would wish for his children to "get along," to live in peace and care for one another. While earth is no family there is a destiny of "the son" to rule. The rebellion of the future will put others to shame. Psalm 2 holds that nations, kingdoms and rulers who are afraid of one another, have even more to fear from the Anointed.
" Why do the nations so furiously rage together, why do the people imagine a vain thing?" asks Handel. It stands unanswered. But then why did the people go from John Milton to Samuel Beckett, from justifying the ways of God to a dead man sitting in a chair?
Establishing My King Upon Zion
There were pictures of justice in the reign of Queen Elizabeth celebrated by Edmund Spenser. Psalm 2 establishes "My king Upon Zion" (6). The nations have adopted the rule, "do what you want is the whole of the law." There is no middle ground, but there is time yet in the Psalm for kings to be "wise," to be "admonished." They can yet "rejoice with trembling;" they can "do homage with purity" (12). When did this happen? Nebuchadnezzar did it, Cyrus might qualify. Sennacherib failed in his warning (Isaiah, 36f). "Kiss the Son" (12) says King James, but planning for resistance had already begun: they say, "let us break their bands asunder." This refers to the recognition, really David's, that the Two that the nations contend with are 1) the Lord, and 2) his anointed. It is coming.
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, voices crying
Some are born and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
TRICK OR TREAT !
It is most unfortunate that the Commission on Alien Saviors would have overlooked the most basis information about the nature of the true human being. Much grief had been spared all round had they not thought the alien superior and would come to man. Just the reverse was true, for the true man had the higher authority and power whose true dominion was the whole cosmos. You can read about it at The Palms of David.
The Man Comes Around, 2002, here.
Almost the last song of Johnny Cash, worked longer than any other, was The Man Comes Around (2002). The final scenes of the last 2008 Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles, "What He Beheld," join it to a version of the space alien for a cinematic apocalypse played to Johnny Cash.
These things stand out, the left hand piano. The song references a kettle drum and the piano serves its depth. The reportage of his singing, reporting in the song, as though it were a message. In fact Cash digested many months of study, dreams and life into this version of the Apocalypse. The speed of the rhythm guitar slightly ahead of the words makes a felt urgency against the piano bass. The high rapid beats of the rhythm at "a hundred million angels singing" is in sync with the words, implying a certainty. In reuses of it in cinema, good is visualized as evil, as though the devil were the man, as if the rebel were the judge. So for all his artistry nothing penetrates the pop rebel philosophical mind. Compare the deep tones of the left hand piano with the bass in Messiah, part 11, "The People That Walked in Darkness" (not a Hillerman novel) especially in the bass tones of "darkness" and later in "the valley of the shadow of death" here
From the liner notes of the CD:
I wrote and recorded ‘The Man Comes Around’ early on in this project, and for three or four months I recycled that song, over and over, until I’d have to get up out of bed, and turn on the radio. It worked for a while, but my inner playback system always went back to ‘The Man Comes Around.’
I spent more time on this song than any I ever wrote. It’s based, loosely, on the book of Revelation, with a couple of lines, or a chorus, from other biblical sources. i must have written three dozen pages of lyrics, then painfully weeded it down to the song you have here.
The initial idea for the song came from a dream I had seven years ago. i was in Nottingham, England, and had bought a book called ‘Dreaming of the Queen.’ The book talked about the great number of people in that country who dream that they are with the Queen Elizabeth II. I dreamed that I walked into Buckingham Palace, and there she sat, knitting or sewing. She had a basket of fabrics and lace. Another woman sat beside her, and they were talking and laughing. As I approached, the Queen looked up at me and said, ‘Johnny Cash! You’re like a thorn tree in a whirlwind.’ Then of course, I woke. I realized that ‘Thorn tree in a whirlwind’ sounded familiar to me. Eventually I decided that it was biblical, and found it in the book of Job. From there it grew into a song, and I started lifting things from the book of Revelation. It became ‘The Man Comes Around.’
‘Revelation’ by its mere interpretation says that something ‘is revealed.’ I wish it were. The more I dug into the book the more I came to realize why it’s such a puzzle, even to many Theologians. Eventually I shuffled my papers, so to speak, drew out four or five pages, and wrote my lyrics.”
Music to Trick or Treat in Space
And I heard as it were the noise of thunder
One of the four beasts saying come and see and I saw
And behold a white horse
There's a man going around taking names
And he decides who to free and who to blame
Everybody won't be treated all the same
There'll be a golden ladder reaching down
When the Man comes around
The hairs on your arm will stand up
At the terror in each sip and in each sup
Will you partake of that last offered cup?
Or disappear into the potter's ground
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling, voices crying
Some are born and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
Till Armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the father hen will call his chickens home
The wise man will bow down before the throne
And at His feet they'll cast their golden crowns
When the Man comes around
Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still
Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still
Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still
Listen to the words long written down
When the Man comes around
Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
Voices calling and voices crying
Some are born and some are dying
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn tree
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
In measured hundred weight and penney pound
When the Man comes around.
Close (Spoken part)
And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts
And I looked and behold, a pale horse
And his name that sat on him was Death
And Hell followed with him.
Now go to The War With Egypt
Collective Alien Self--Emergent Divinity
Emergent Divinity Coming! Noogenesis, Duck!
the collective sphere of human thought
World Wide Web infrastructure
prophet like the Lucifer telescope.
Means No Genesis! get in line
Internet forming collective mind.
Human vibrations sound a billion billion brain
a whole layer of consciousness
to simultaneously pressure el futuro
collective alien self deities galore
are ready to dissolve the human bore
all for one one for all all for one for all.
Give up provincial space,
give up, welcome the universe.
Overlord the Fifth Omega Point
the element of “Cosmoconsciencegenesis.” extrexternal intelligence,
if it sounds artificial--it ain't human
so expect
it to be the opposite of what we say
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