[thoughts from ~burning woman~ by Sha’Tara]
As a species, we believe in two basic approaches to human beginnings and development.
The first is based on religious myths, that some gods, or God, created man from dirt and air and made “man” a living soul. Then as some sort of afterthought, seeing as his man was lonely, he took a rib from the man and made him a “help mate” i.e., companion, a slave, a sex toy, a secondary appurtenance, a wo-man. That skewed and screwed up pair of cursed Earthians then proceeded to wander off into the real world and make babies, according to the command to be fruitful and multiply. I need to add here that if there ever was one divine commandment “man” did take to heart, that’s the one. Believers and unbelievers alike bend themselves (or stretch themselves) eagerly to fulfill the commands of their God. I also need to point out that their very first born, a male of course, being “the best of the best of the best, Sir!” proceeded to murder his only brother because he was pissed at God. Not an ostentatious beginning all around, was it, but that’s the patriarchy’s crowing (I meant “crowning” but “crowing” is rather fitting) moment.
Flip the coin over and man’s lofty beginning is ratcheted down by quite a lot. Now he’s simply the result of billions of years of bits and pieces of sub-atomic particles, then assorted cells (matter) assembling themselves from muck and mire into “man” presumably complete with self-awareness and a sense of “right and wrong” which of course in the ultra-conservative Darwinist sense, makes absolutely no sense at all because in evolution, how can there ever arise consciousness; the sense of right or wrong? Of morality? Of beliefs in gods and need to worship same? Well, them’s been thorny issues for die-hard evolutionists, but they’ve certainly been bold in promoting all kinds of laughable theories on how that came about. I can let that go, there’s enough material on it out there to choke a herd of elephants, not that I’m promoting the idea we should choke a herd of elephants, it’s just a figure of speech.
What’s the truth then? How did “we” develop into the truly crazy, twisted numbties we are, poised on the edge of blowing ourselves up sky high; definitely over-breeding and over-populating; poisoning every aspect of our living environment, destroying its ecology for rising numbered stakes?
Is there a Third Option; another approach to man’s appearance, development and current condition we should be looking at? An option that the “System” is desperately determined to prevent us from looking into, discovering and worse case scenario for the System, to accept as logical and obvious? Something logical that would explain “us”?
I’ll say this: it’s possible. I don’t do facts; I don’t do truth. There are no such things as facts and there is no such thing as “the truth” in my mind’s world. There is no Way. There is no Source. There is no Law. There is no One. And just to emphasize it again, there is no Secret.
Note that play on words: there is no One. There is no-one. Now add “else” to that and you get, there is only me. Is this a great place to be or what? From “me” I free myself to “know” how I was made, where I come from, what I am, what I want to be (when I grow up, which is probably never). I am the only One; the only Truth; the only Way, the only Source, the only Law. How does that work? It works perfectly well because none of that matters to me, nor should it matter to anyone when properly reasoned. After all is said and done, after all the dark clouds have floated over; the lightning has spent itself and the last peels of thunder have echoed and died beyond the far valley of the shadow of death, I still don’t know, nor does anyone else. I know as much, and as little, as anyone else. That’s the great equalizer.
What I’ve just written should be as obvious to anyone as a sore thumb that’s just had an unofficial encounter with a deranged hammer. Look at all the books; all the history, the philosophy, the religious tomes, tracts and diatribes, the political speeches, the scientific manuals, the economic theories of past and present; the self-help pulp fiction and health magazines and what have you got? A lot of information certainly, but of what actual value is it? What you have is a pile of dollar bills based on non-existent physical commodities. You have promissory notes, nothing more. Some promise heaven and nirvana; some promise wealth, or health, or peace or […] (fill in the blanks), but in the end, none have ever delivered on their promises except for brief and tenuous moments in time or to individuals who would have achieved same without the verbal diarrhea.
I just “clocked” man’s population and this is what I got: Current World Population 7,479,106,500 (as of midnight, January 21, 2017)
That’s right, we’re now at 7.5 billions and rising by the second. It’s crazy, it’s madness: it’s man-made with his hand-maid. There is nothing “natural” about that sort of rise in any population. It’s artificial; mindlessly driven by a programming neither “divine” nor “evolved”- an old implant run amuck.
Have you ever wondered why in ancient times there arose so many taboos and issues around sex? Why to this day there is such a problem balancing sexual relationships? Why women whose bodies certainly sexually attract men more than vice-versa, suffer so much discrimination because of the fact that most female bodies are, in fact, sexual organs, and they never “go out of season” as do those of other animals? Did you ever wonder, if you are a male, why you are always driven to seek the female, no matter your age or situation; (or no matter your religion!) that having your own female partner creates no substantial ‘protection’ or psychological barrier against your seeking, or being constantly aware of and desiring contact with, the female sex around you?
Addressing women, do you not wonder why, knowing the conditions of the world and the glaring fact of its human overpopulation and the guarantee of a truly shitty future you still desire to have “your own” children, as if your addition to the problem didn’t matter? As if “having them” trumps your ability to guarantee them a decent, safe, healthy future? Why women in such dire poverty they cannot feed themselves still have that imperative need to give birth?
Don’t you think that “nature” should automatically jump into the fray at this point to prevent pregnancies, or cause men to lose their sexual interest in female bodies? Shouldn’t something biological happen to derail the sex drive, if even for a generation or two, or drive it down to only a very small percentage of the population until we reach a level easily sustainable without earth-destroying poisonous technologies or senseless wars and genocides?
But “nature” can’t jump in here because this phenomenon has nothing to do with nature. “Man” as he appears on the earth scene is not a naturally occurring biological entity but something off nature’s charts. Man is a cloned species, a totally unnatural designer (GMO) species, invented for a particular purpose by a race, or races of space beings who
- a) deliberately left no trace of their passage here or
- b) whose passage was deliberately obliterated by whomever forcefully removed these aliens, or
- c) came after the aliens left, attempting to clean up the mess they left behind.
They cleaned up as best they could, (imagine the clean up after the BP oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico for example, and the on-going after-effects) removing the most dangerous remnants of alien technology, seeing no good reason the destroy the stone structures, then instead of wiping us off, being perhaps empathetic beings, chose to leave us to our own devices hoping that without our masters to drive us we would all naturally return to nature… They seemed to have overlooked the programming, or hoped that it would breed itself out: it didn’t.
Some of the descendants of the cloned bipedal “slave species of God” didn’t return to nature. Some “remembered” and rebuilt the “cities of the gods” and re-created some of their technology; collectivized into ever-expanding power groups; into city-states and empires, and proceeded from there to go out and plunder, rape and enslave, as did their godly forebears. They massacred and enslaved the ones who had re-adapted to the land and systematically destroyed their ways, replacing them with cities and industry – the legacy of their ancient masters, gods and forebears.
They don’t build stone megaliths now, they still don’t have that technology, and can’t remember why they were originally built in any case, but they build highrises, ICBM’s, aircraft carriers, greenhouses and monster trucks. They invent poison after poison to destroy a natural environment which seems inimical to them; a constant irritation and enemy. They have re-invented GMO’s – and cloning – two of their alien forebears’ main accomplishments and the basis of much of their technology. They cram, kill and destroy, that’s the only lucrative game in town; certainly the most exciting; the specialty du jour. It’s the programming and they’re lovin’ it!
Did I make it clear what I mean by “the third option”? That we are the by-product of alien intervention, manipulation, meddling, in the natural cycle of a planet? The evidence of this Third Option is irrefutable. There is us, the pseudo-humans, a species obviously two bricks short of a load as concerns interaction with nature and… lo and behold, we have stone megaliths like the great pyramid, Baalbek and a plethora of other unexplained (in terms of size, locations and purpose) stone artifacts from prehistory being discovered everywhere, including under seas and oceans; constructs which our benighted “Darwinist evolutionists” and religionists again try with pitiful, childish and laughable pseudo science; anthropological legerdemain or reference to divine miracles, to “explain” away. But they are not going away and the curse of real science is that it drives the quest for definite explanations and will never rest satisfied with academic pronouncements, comical “pulpitations” and massive doses of propaganda.
Man’s civilization train doesn’t run on a natural cyclic track but counter to it. It began with an alien invasion and global conquest; it was built on a straight, downhill track, and it comes to a sudden end. At the end of the track there’s a safety barrier, of course, as all train track terminals do, but at the exponentially gathered speed of this monster, that barrier has no chance to hold. The train will plough through it as if it was kindling to fly off over the abyss, plummeting to perdition. The only survivors will be the few who doubted the train’s purpose and vaunted safety or it’s societal necessity and who wouldn’t get on board, despite the many threats and inducements.
To those on board, particularly to those partying in the First Class compartments I have one question: do you have any idea how close you are to hitting the barrier? My guess is, none, and you could care less. Caring about consequences; taking personal responsibility simply isn’t part of the programming. Only the few who have broken the programming can understand what that means and they’re too few to create much more than a few local disturbances, easily quelled by security forces; the effects sucked in global apathy, leaving no trace.
World population clock link http://www.worldometers.info/world-population/