From: Alfred Lehmberg <Lehmberg@snowhill.com> Date: Sat, 16 Jan 1999 06:11:21 -0600 Fwd Date: Sat, 16 Jan 1999 11:45:38 -0500 Subject: Alfred's Odd Ode #289 Apology to MW #289 (For January 16, 1999) Come on up -- I'll fill your bucket, and I'll give you much to chew when I show you what's around to be assessed. At first a little scary, when the ground begins to quake, but the shakedown is deliverance to discover that you're blessed! You'll have what keeps your button pushed -- have everything you need, a place to study facts you lack to bring you up to speed. A place to lay a tired brow that's clean and smells just right. An engagement of your faculties that's yours alone -- no need to fight. . .It's an unpolluted meadow, or a river rife with fish. It's finding there are _other_ ways to be successful -- rich. It's receiving due respect from those you work to keep _afloat_. It's not suffering their sneers, derision -- or failing while they gloat. Happy satisfaction (?) or despair in their distraction as they milk your very _glands_ for what they have. And you'll do without a piss break, so you won't have much to drink, and your wounds will see no medicine or salve. While they short you on the front end -- your *specific* contract pay, they will short you on the back end to erode your health away. But fan detested gonads (!), then, to sell their toxic soap, decrying sex (which happens!) as the _wage_ of Satan's joke. And _them_ the ones so teasing (!), as they rub it in your face! And them the ones you're pleasing when you give in to disgrace! It's why we're taught to keep sex _dirty_ -- a forbidden price is _high_. If sex was honored . . . natural (?) -- the _price_ goes down, is why <g>. Their tease regarding UFOs is wall to wall TV! They're in our papers/magazines -- displayed for you to _see_. Festooned with woo-woo music, and a digitized effect, we're jerked beyond credulity, so the facts will lose respect. The mainstream keeps it's distance, and the NASA stays aloof! They won't go on the Jeff Rense Show! They won't _discuss_ the truth. They're not open and forthcoming, and it's said they might conspire with the forces of *convenience* that may keep us from our hearts desire! It could _mean_ that we're autonomous, and too strong to be assailed -- on the lip of newer wonders that some *Starfolk* might detail. It could _simply_ mean there's starfolk, and a lot of them out *there*. We discounted Drake's equation (when we _could not take_ the number's dare)! Let sleeping dogs alone, we whined (but out of mean convenience). Our lives we've based on futures that _exclude_ our craft and genius . We make our strained assumptions putting castles in the air, and deny the watching Starfolk that have always hovered there. From time gone unrecorded they have been in human skies. Have they made their long recording of _our_ litany of lies? They'll play it for us soon, perhaps, then wait for _your_ denial. When crying's done we'll find, I'll bet, absolution's clean and final. The future that we plan is surly gone, I am assured, but the future that replaces it is bigger, grander -- pure. The future that's portended will be seen and _not_ pretended, and the satisfaction gained will awe inspire! We will live beyond pretensions, and ignore our class distinctions as we build on firmer ground than what's now _known_ to be conspired! We will build upon new ethics in a wealth of new eclectics that we knew not were abundant in our fog. And we'll find that our behavior's more inclusive -- it's our SAVIOR, while =E9litists see their error in the past, and all along. C'mon up and fill your bucket with the facts you haven't chewed yet, and don't worry that it tastes a lot like crow -- it may taste a little worse before you finish what needs chewing, but then tasting, far, far better than you know! Lehmberg@snowhill.com Restore John Ford! -- Explore the Alien View! Ponder the Wit & Wisdom of Ching Chow! http://www.fortunecity.com/roswell/arecibo/46/ <Updated 8 January> John Ford Restoration Fund -- Send your checks and money orders to _me_, Alfred Lehmberg (cut out the lawyers, they got their's) at: 304 Melbourne Drive, Enterprise AL, 36330. Strict records kept. "Only thin, _very light_ envelopes with a return address will be accepted <g>." ~~~ $225.00 pledged -- $125.00 collected ~~~ "I cleave the heavens, and soar to the infinite. What others see from afar, I leave far behind me." - Giordano Bruno, while burning at the fundamentalist's stake.
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