I don't make threads, but I make effort to retort and counter when it appears necessary. Read what I said, and I'm consistent, and continue doing
what I do.
What do I do? Heck, even I'm not sure some times. I just doubt, and want better answers, I guess.
Why do I doubt?
I KNOW the darned "Party line" of the whole of MOST "ET stuff".
Let me inform you about where I am.
I could have written that "a day in the life" alien thing. He writes well. I can write as well. I HAVE written that well, and even would not have
made the grammar mistakes.
I know enough to, if I wanted, inject into the stream MORE correct-sounding, canon adhering bull-poo than sleeper ever has.
But that would never make me correct.
But who would know?
Only me. I could just make it up, and make it sound good. Ask me to, and I'll spin a nice yarn. And THEN ask you to disprove it. You can't, you
We have our senses and our logic. We KNOW we have been lied to, but don't know WHAT that is true.
sleeper got to see, and apparantly know that he was on a step-stone transcendent level.
Me? I turn wrenches on cars, get paid for stories under a pseudonym, and fix PC computers. "Ek", has been here since before the internet had
graphics. Remember LYNX?
Yes, I've had my own encounters with real, physical, unexplainable events.
But no visits. Darn it! Tell what their favorite cookies are, and I'll leave them on table!
Where dream science (science, not conjecture) is concerned, I know a decent amount.
But no aliens.
I feel cheated, and in the dark.
I feel the same way about non-humans that I do about leprechauns.
"Show me one".
Extra terrestrial? If they exist, they've been here as long or longer. They are not "Extra".
"Non Terrestrial Entities?" (Abyss). No, they live here just like us.
That only thing, given the circumstances that SAY where and when they are from, and when, is "ALTERNATES."
WE might me the afterward creations. Genetic bastards that we may well be.
They won't be brothers, or strangers. Just "Alternate".
I'll use that term from now on.
But I STILL want to SEE one. NOW? yeah... I can handle it.
Hell, I'm old enough to die already. Might as well see something interesting.
And I'm smarter than most. I just CRAVE the chance to show how I'm so smart. Physics is my bitch. I'll surpise them.
In the end, I would have to say that the Fig Newton confection is humanities greatest creation. Optical glasses come a close second.
Well, at least that's my belief at this moment. It might change.