SideEye

Humans annoy me…

I watched 20 minutes of the congressional hearing about UFO sightings and turned it off when I found out I wasn’t going to find anything out. All I came away thinking, after wasting my time receiving no more clarification on the subject than I already had, is…humans are the inferior species solely based on our inability to fathom a species greater than who we think we are. I’ve entertained the possibility of life outside this planet for a while because my mind won’t allow my perception to be limited to this one…for the sake of my sanity. There’s a lot of things I need proof on before my mind stamps it as believable. But the fact that so much effort has gone into making the general public believe in the impossibility of outer space beings…is all the proof I need for the possibility of their existence being higher than I thought. Most of the expert witnesses couldn’t even answer the majority of the questions that were posed to them. Which made it obvious that the same people our society has labeled ‘crazy’ for believing in extraterrestrials…weren’t crazy…they just believed something that went outside of the realm of what we’re psychologically conditioned to believe is true.

I have an onset of depression, at least once a month, that comes from my attempt to accept that I’m human. Because I literally hate it here. The world I’m a part of has everything backwards and the ones who see it for what it is are given some kind of label that hints at their psychological disadvantage. While those who benefit from the illusion…go out of their way to convince the blind to stay blind to what they probably wouldn’t even want to see if given the option. The ‘blinders’ usually weaponize their belief in whatever Deity is the most accepted in their community and they capitalize off those who blindly follow whatever message that Deity requires you to believe in. And anything that deviates from that belief is looked at as bLaSpHeMy. I grew up with a mother who believes in Jesus so I thought anything outside of that realm of worship was ‘the devil’. So that ruled out spaceships, aliens, spirituality, ancestral worship, meditation, tarot cards, astrology, etc etc etc. But…we still had to pretend to drink blood and eat flesh at our place of worship every so often. Chile.

The hypocrisy of human nature irks my soul and I honestly think God is still playing a joke on me by having me be among a species of people who would rather remain blind than accept that the truth is ugly. But we’re so committed to life as we know it that when ‘crazy’ people speak about seeing what everyone else has been conditioned to believe is an impossibility…instead of looking further into the claims of that person…our egos demand that we alienate the seer so that our level of comfort is restored. Even though that comfort doesn’t make room for the expansion of our human experience. I wish people would just be honest and admit that they’re just comfortable being oblivious to what they don’t want to see. Because then the seers wouldn’t have to be scapegoated…for seeing what we’ll eventually be called ‘crazy’ for speaking on. It’s wild how so many are okay with the idea of being possessed by a ghost…as long as it has the fancy title of ‘holy’…but the line is drawn when real supernatural type tings are talked about. Side…eye.

Love,

Choosy