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A mystery is upon us that reorients the empirical upon a foundation that appears to be shifting, from a world view that is statistic, autonomic and in severe homeostasis to one of curiousity, speculation and dialog, all of which can be traced to a lone Piper Cub piloted by one kenneth Arnold who saw a staged, demonstrative example of  reorientation, perhaps an initiation into a superimpostion, a reinvention of the world view that, for centuries, placed us into lockstep with scientific pragmantism.

If anything can be gathered as wheat rather than chaff from the UFO phenomenon, is that the questioning of our critical assumptions is perhaps more important than any answer it could provide us with.

Perhaps we have been compelled to reexamine, in retrospect, what bricks we have placed in a wall that has isolated us from the natural world. How can we place a value upon this? The answer is that perhaps the reenchantment of the rut we find ourselves following without question or self examination is long overdue, and this when all is said and done, after we have looked under every rock, examined every fragment, revisited every assumption, read every book, we will have done for ourselves what no school could have taught us which is to think for ourselves and to question every edict at length.

Whatever or whomever is the origin of this phenomenon that prodded us to move off the mark by moving the markers has done us a great service.

Could we have arrived at such a place without a shock, a deconstructive whack across the back of our heads? I doubt it.

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Strange, invasive superimpositions upon the fabric of critical assumptions as to the nature of materiality have arrived. In a viral infection of consensus reality, cell by cell in the process psychology and homeostasis of the human animal, divides, fractionates and multiplies our territorial boundaries by meme, and we observe this form of replication of potential in regard to both many worlds and many minds converging on the hook of a lure placed before our sensate simulations we utilize to navigate between our non local nature and orientation, between the mind and thought, between process and the equations of potentiality.

Roswell, Sasquatch, Abductions,and the anomalies of the atmosphere function as a chaotic signal path that deconstructs the rigidity of orientation as our feet are held to the planetary surface, our other cartography is moved by markers planted to determine our inner, self organizing mechanisms as if these were differential gears,navigational or propulsion systems that could be seen rather than experienced through the relativity of raw data which we recombine according to our how and which meta-progams have been implanted in our individuated developmental terms.
This fractionation, if it could be visually simulated as a mathematical model of the differentiation of all the factors of human narrative stories, theories as to the nature of these anomalies, the introspections, the natures of the universe and our relationships to the organics of our role with it's nature...this compounding and exponential reorganisation may be looked upon as the fractal branches arising from this seeding of the mind..

We have a ephemeral Cortez or perhaps a Shackleton whereas when we anticipated a fleet of ships, what has arrived in their place has no discernible point of demarcation that is limited by either spacetime or exobiology. The invasive arrival of a probe has appeared that seemingly is less interested in geography or exploitation than it is in reorienting us indirectly, which if you consider behavior as an effect of our orientation, if we determined it by outside appearances, it would be a chimera of cross purposes, which is our hallmark, it is not coherent as we spend six billion dollars in search of a "god particle" while arming ourselves to the teeth, busily preparing like bees for a conflict which has not occurred and yet in some strange manner we have willed it to be so and so, it shall be.

This may be a form of psychological tampering that we are unable to resist due to our own proclivity to look under rocks as well as be compelled to investigate this mutating monolith that has been planted in our midst.This Pied Piper has a strategic goal in softening the ground , not in any pre-invasion bombardment or destruction of infrastructure that is physical but the asset we possess that makes all the above possible is vectored, tampered with, deconstructed and reoriented in a manner toward what is most vulnerable, that portion of ourselves that is not only invisible to our sensory apparatus but is by any standard, unknown and thus the mind becomes a game field, populated by human animals whose base instincts are driven forward by technologies enhancing their capability to destroy themselves in a tribal choreography self legislated by process psychology.

Something has taken notice of our situation as monkeys riding our bicycles toward the edge of a cliff.