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Today I would like to return to your awareness an aspect of the Human condition that indulges in the idea of an extraterrestrial presence. There are many of us who have an uncanny sense that we are not alone in the Universe.
And so we gaze upon the planets and stars with awe and wonder, contemplating the possibilities and pondering what might become of our kind should contact ever be made.
But mysteries abound. Few can articulate their own purpose in the grand scheme of things, let alone pontificate what possible role ET’s may serve. And so we speculate and engage in trivial musings rife with conjecture and hyperbola. Even those who fancy themselves as philosophers or theologians often stumble and run ragged with conflicting views and opinions.
In the following paragraphs we’ll briefly consider the impact a mass sighting might create and the possible repercussions that could follow. We’ll also take a hard look at ourselves and ask a most salient question. Will the ultimate threat to Humanity come in the form of extraterrestrials— or do we run the risk of being the instruments of our own demise?
I remain somewhat skeptical that a large scale mass sighting will ever take place. It would simply be too overt to be considered benign. Millions would see it as an invasion, even if weapons were conspicuously absent.
It would be the equivalent of saber-rattling on a grand, galactic level. A sky full of ET craft encircling the globe would surely not bode well for most of us, myself included. Such a spectacle would dominate our attention and strip away any sense of normalcy in an already chaotic world.
Therefore the ET (or EBE) is limited to isolated sightings and the occasional encounter. This seems to offer a far more amicable approach— one of gradual wooing and incremental adjustment. Documented cases offer a trove of information and a constellation of data points for anyone who cares to connect the dots.
Even the most rudimentary search will yield a great deal of evidence to suggest we have indeed been visited. The option to remain oblivious is also available for those who are not quite ready to accept this most radical and prolific paradigm shift.
So I don’t sense these entities want to party-crash or steal the show away from self-appointed world leaders. But I do sense they are quite determined to make some form of contact. They’re already visible to those who are inquisitive and not afraid to do a little research.
But the ET’s cannot approach a docile public who rely on government and mainstream conduits to spoon feed them along the way. They also can’t go through official government channels because of the layers of obfuscation ingrained within these systems.
An unidentified flying object purportedly crashed on a ranch northwest of Roswell, New Mexico, sometime during the first week of July, 1947. This came on the heels of a fierce thunderstorm the night before.
Rancher “Mack” Brazel claimed to have found debris from the crash scattered over a large area. In addition to the debris, he observed a wedged-shaped shallow trench measuring several hundred feet that had been gouged into the ground.
Military radar had been tracking an unidentified flying object in the skies over southern New Mexico for a number of days preceding the crash. On that fateful night of July 4, 1947, radar indicated an object had gone down about thirty miles northwest of Roswell. The debris site was closed for several days while the wreckage was cleared, and military personnel aggressively ordered onlookers away from the scene.
There is considerable speculation regarding this incident. There is also much validity in the form of official documents and eyewitness testimony.
But within a matter of days the government and media would abruptly change their tune and silence the chatter and attribute all of the ruckus to a wayward balloon— that is until a nuclear physicist by the name of Stanton Friedman would reinvestigate the case in the late 1970’s. Once again we were made aware of what was likely the most epochal event of the 20th century.
People who have studied the crash in great detail surmised that there may have been more than one saucer involved. Reports indicated that not only was debris recovered, but small, humanoid bodies were strewn among the wreckage.
The saucers (or saucers) were thought to have gone down either due to the intense lightning from the brooding monsoons of the desert southwest or the spacecraft’s navigational system had somehow been disrupted by military radar. My opinion is vastly different from these competing theories. I sense they may have crashed intentionally.
The most benevolent way to make contact would be this way. Perhaps they died to prove in a non-aggressive way that they were here— and that they were neither indestructible nor infallible. In other words, they were not gods. The crash served as a perfect diorama of a non-threatening introduction.
Here the message was clear. We are not alone in the Universe and there are intelligent entities that are quite different than we are. Surely we could see that they had the ability to conquer our world if they felt so inclined. Instead they offered a picture of fragility and imperfection.
They also “seeded” our scientists with torrents of information, much of what was reverse-engineered into technology we see today. Look at the mind-blowing leap forward in science we’ve taken in just the last sixty years. I assure you the Human race is also well beyond the technology you see at your local computer store.
But what was the impetus for “accidently” crashing? Opinions run amok. But I feel quite strongly (as others do) that it had much to do with the development and deployment of a nuclear bomb. Not only did we develop this horrific insult to nature, but we actually dropped in on our own kind.
Think about that for a moment. We dropped Little Boy and Fat Man from a plane and turned a couple city blocks into glass— then rejoiced in the accomplishment. We vaporized hundreds of people and horribly burned countless more and justified it somehow in our history books.
The explosions tore a hole into the fabric of time and space by physically destroying matter. It also signaled to our extraterrestrial cousins that we were more insane than a knife-wielding killer tripping on acid in a carnival house of mirrors.
Yep- our ET brethren couldn’t wait to cozy up with us “benevolent” Earth people. Seriously now, what would YOU think if you were on the outside looking in?
I think they crashed a couple of crafts perhaps to get our mind off of killing each other. It may have even worked to an extent. We haven’t dropped another nuke on a population since WWII. -Must be a reason for that.
Certainly the specter of nuclear war hung around for all those years and there was a pretty hot “cold war” that was fought. Yep- it’s all about war at the temperature of their choosing. But still there are people who insist the ET’s are the ones to be wary of— they are the demons and fallen angels. If so, then I ask— what are we?
It was up to our government to take it from there— to tell us about the ET presence in Roswell and how there was much to be gained from the event. But they failed mightily by choosing to keep us in the dark.
The same ominous specter that built “the bomb” for fun and profit would go on later to unleash its hatred of Humanity through various other macabre indiscretions.
War continues to this day under the guise of peace-keeping, our freedom has been eviscerated under the illusion of persistent threats, and chemtrails, GMO’s and mercury-tincture vaccines are simply there to remind us that “we the people” are not the ones in charge. But them damn aliens- yep- they’s gonna kill us all!
It’s very difficult for us to see outside the world we live in. We are consumed by the daily fires of conformity and exploitation. The trappings of this reality stymie our extended vision, as Plato’s allegory of the cave shadows so elegantly suggested. It is necessary to step beyond the usual boundaries to extend our view of matter and circumstance. And so I walk in nature.
I’m fortunate to live in the middle of nowhere. Nowhere is everywhere to me. Since I have a fairly shy disposition, I am easily distracted in more urban settings. But where I live I can go for long walks on the high desert plains and move into a state of heightened sensitivity.
It is in this place of nowhere that I speak to nobody. Well, nobody is really somebody though this “somebody” has (no) body. This is as close to an extraterrestrial experience that I can muster, as I seem able to contact an entity from the astral realm.
Everyone is different, I suppose. I’m a little embarrassed to admit that I walk alone with my palms sometimes facing upward. I receive much information through the palms as they seem almost like antennae for me. -And so I ask my most perplexing questions and I often get stridently clear and simple responses.
I assert it’s through a gossamer web we see, for our views are often fogged by personal bias and preconceived notions. As evidence to this effect we need not go any further than to examine the contradictions of our own kind. No entity is more loving and generous than the Human.
So it is rather perplexing when one evaluates our darker nature. How could such contrast exist within a singular being? Love is our natural gift but hate has been methodically stitched within us.
People are suspended in a trance of indifference. They are working so hard just to keep a lid on things and tending to so many issues and concerns that they simply cannot afford the extra effort and energy to think beyond the usual boundaries. This is by design.
And so where do they go for lessons of philosophy and morality? They relinquish that authority to their local church. But the enlightened abhor authority in any form and create a necessary kink in the system. The “kink” serves as refuge for seekers of truth. I guess you could say they’re a little kinky.
With regard to ET, I see three camps. The first camp simply doesn’t care or subscribes to the idea that Humans are the only intelligent species in the cosmos. The other camps are harshly divided. They accept the idea that extraterrestrials are likely probable, but from there it gets just a bit more divisive.
There are those who firmly hold that such entities are benevolent and their intent is to serve man. They argue convincingly that if ET’s wanted to destroy us they certainly could have done that a long time ago. Then there are those who ardently maintain they are malevolent and would also like to “serve” man— perhaps with mushroom sauce and a sprig of parsley.
But joking aside, there is without doubt something “feeding” on us. It feeds on our fear, our hate and our anger toward others. Why do we feed it? What is it that we feed?
Why should I worry about any hostile intent of ET? Well, I don’t— not in the least. But I worry plenty about the intent of my own kind. I am aware of the sinister energies that lurk in “higher” places that wear the costumes of authority adorned in adolescent patches, medals and symbols.
Their titles might be impressive to others, though I don’t recognize them. I can feel the most subtle energy in the presence of another, see the tiniest of expressions and hear the slightest intonations of voice— and it is by that and not by title that I know someone.
We are on the threshold of a massive spiritual awakening. We are quickly outgrowing our “leaders.” It is to a higher authority and presence that we are beginning to answer to— the one that matters most, the one that looks back at us in the mirror.
And so they tell us we must have a “need to know” if we’re to be granted the information that fell freely from the sky and into our own backyard. Well I have a need to know— and who are they to tell me otherwise?
Love and curiosity are powerful Human qualities. We are often denied both. The psycho-clowns running the show seem to think are fate is rooted in war, violence, segregation, oppression and fear.
They see us as an over-populated species and a scourge to the planet. They seek to continue their domination while harvesting our energy. I fear not the ET with their intergalactic craft. I fear only what we have become on terra firma.
By Julian Wash, source: rattlereport.com