From: Alfred Lehmberg <Lehmberg@snowhill.com> Date: Sat, 30 Jan 1999 06:51:43 -0600 Fwd Date: Sat, 30 Jan 1999 18:50:33 -0500 Subject: Alfred's Odd Ode #291 Apology to MW #291 (For January 30, 1999) One pays a price for thinking thoughts, regarding ebbs and flows, of the inculcated gracelessness we know as "status quo". UFO's are surly counter to this *fog* that's been contrived; what the few can call a blessing, but by most is _most_ despised. Its sullen grasp exceeds its reach, discounts a human contribution; it's the hunger and its gracelessness they employ for _more_ confusion. This hunger and its gracelessness is the tool to be deplored (!) -- is the fuel for what reduces us, and what drives us to the floor. Most pray for some stability (which they'll have at _any_ cost). They'll let the *man* run rampant -- never worry what's been lost. They'll eat the pap the *man* gives out and swear by its veracity, forgetting _holes_ he's leaving as if _worthy_ of apostasy. Forget *accepted* models (based on shallow supposition); forget they _make_ a rebel, and what they _do_ to opposition. Forget they boycott publishers, and can make the money scarce! Forget they _play_ the music, AND they're sitting in the chairs! It's hard to have a steady deck, or stars to steer her by, when the rules are double dealing, and the field is a slide. It breeds its own corruption -- another wrong to make a right 'cause "just plain folks" won't spread their cheeks; they'll hunker down and fight!! But, hamstrung by *convenient* want of _expensive_ education, folks are blathered by possession, and betrayed by orchestration. They ape the mainstream party line of blindness to their ills 'cause the *curing* costs the change they'd face for paying down their bill! We KNOW there's stuff that fills the sky with colored, flying light! The evidence it's *thinking* tends to qualify our fight! And _fight_ it _is_ as more is known, and the longer _you_ hold on -- shall determine depths of failure we achieve when things go wrong! Give it up, you cruel elite, entrenched in your convenience. Your day is past, not worthy a scintilla of bereavement. Give in to _toleration_, and the peace that it can bring. Admit at last autonomy, that we're, each _one_, queens and kings! Give out the information we, by right (!) should surly have. If GE=99 drops a trillion, well that's a shame, and too damn bad! Don't _pretend_ to save us from the *awful*, *scary* truth. Don't protect us from reality, just let it go! Let loose!! We'll _lose_ to gain a bigger prize of honest satisfaction. We'll lose, and have the finer things we've lost in past distractions. Our loss will be collective gain! Mere _pennies_ for the stars! We're mining all the asteroids -- it's NOT a bridge too far! What's gone provides the _greater_ gain -- no more we'll bow and scrape! We shan't abuse our planet that we use up, foul, and rape. No more phony "mastery", but righteous steward-ship. No more crass authority to give us grief and lip! Each decides his own glad fate, with all his bases covered -- that power's _individual_ is the wealth that we'll recover! Every _man_ defends his castle -- and every _woman_ has her home; they _earn_ it *just* for living, just for having finger bones! Every one is safe, and glad -- and health care is _assured_. And we're set free from _tyranny_ to which we're presently detoured! Lehmberg@snowhill.com Respect the elder child, of any age or station, as much as you respect the unborn one, and preclude our flag's ablation. Yeah, that's right -- brought into this world, not _only_ a free lunch (!), but a free bed and roof!! That's how _important_ the individual needs to be -- unfettered by hunger, disease, and abuse -- poised to make a self actualized contribution to an appreciating culture that respects it . . . for _merely_ being brought into this cruel unforgiving world (_forgetting_ it'll bring the saucers down. <g>). What tools, used to accomplish the preceding, are sitting in dusty repositories (?) -- hidden away from the minds, hands, and hearts of those, the currently disrespected, who have paid, and paid _dearly_ for them! Restore John Ford. -- Explore the Alien View! Ponder the Wit & Wisdom of Ching Chow! http://www.fortunecity.com/roswell/arecibo/46/ <Updated 28 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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