Part 3 When Aliens Are Not Aliens: Angels or Devils?

Alien Communication and Charades: The Next Closest Thing

"mathematics to literature to linguistics to psychoanalysis to historical interpretation. Nobody has ever seen "out there' in the sensory world, the square root of a negitive one. That is a mathemematical symbol seen only inwardly, "privately", with the minds eye.
Yet a community of trained mathemeticians know exactly what that symbol means, and they can share that symbol easily in innersubjective awareness, and they can confirm or reject the proper and consistant uses of that symbol."

-Ken Wibur

In the last post, I explored the formulation that if, extrasensory, or telepathic communication were the sole means of communication with an extraterrestrial (or otherwise) species,in that(1) we would always have a problem with becoming entangled in translation, so to speak and end up with a variation of the "next closest thing"In other words there is no symbolic translation, or mental equation for that which we have no exposure, recognition or understanding of (2) the communication could not be spoken in our sense that we are familiar with, and would be the mental equivilent of a pictograph, a visual representation of a conceptual formulation. (3) there would be a form of nearly impenetrable "signal noise", arising from ourselves in the form of, for lack ( here we go again) a better terminology, thought-forms.

Alien Abduction, or is it Induction?

Elsewhere there have been observations between the similarities of near death experience and the abduction experience, which nearly always occur at night. One could say that from a purely observational point of view,that sleep is a state which is the cartographic territory betwwen being alive and being "dead" to the sensate world, just as we, in a waking state, experience life always juxtaposed between those two states. There are varying states or stations of observation in gradation between the two, and that when in a state of dissassociation from input, our conscioussness becomes a self referential processing measurement of that we are unable to measure, so we create, the "next best thing"....

From The Tibetan Book of The Dead...Phase One...

"you who was called (insert name! Having been without your physcial body for a time, you are now proceeding. You have awakened in the confusion of anxiety with the worry asking yourself, "What is happening to me?" Recognize that you are in the spiritual between! Now, your life cycle is transcending and all things manifest as lights and deities. All space manifests full of blue light. Now, from the central Buddha-land, All-pervading Drop, the Lord Vairochana appears before you, white bodied, sitting on a lion throne, holding in his hand an eight-spoked wheel, united with his consort Akasha Dhatvishvari. The natural purity of the consciousness mosaic, the blue light of the Reality Perfection wisdom, a clear and vivid color blue, frighteningly intense, shines piercingly from the heart center of the Vairochana couple, dazzling yours eyes unbearably"

What I am suggesting is that this is a mirror image of what can occur not only in death but in life, should we be in close proximity to another sentient creature, who if posesseing telepathic capability, can (1) cross the boundary of I-Not I (2) Subject and Object are entagled in (1)and as a consequence(3) symbolic communication becomes a hybrid translation, not the actual "transmission"...would this not closely resemble another form of "thought processing" in another state of diassociation....a a completely unique form of...dream?

Angels or Devils?

Most "experts" in Ufology fall into one or two theoretical stances. One is that extraterrestrials are demons, bad actors, full of nefarious schemes to exploit, control and manipulate us....on the other hand there is a stance that is that they are figuratively or literally angels...full of plans to save us from ourselves...enlighten us..push evolution forward etc. I would like to invite both camps on board my spaceship for a journey....come along mow....stop arguing...who gets in first...okay...here we go....blast off! Now we have arrived at a planet whose creatures we observe..come on lets sneak up on them and simply not judge, but observe....here they are praying to God ( aha..they have a transpersonal concept of goodness, mercy etc!)...the angel camp in our group erupts in self congradulatory applause..hold on..wait a minute...now they are killing each other in some organizational ritual....now our devil camp turns to the angel camp and offers them a group smirk...
We never left Earth. Human beings are neither Angels or devils but something more complex, yet some of us have absolutely no problem viewing our extraterrestrial equivilents in a childish game of being either one extreme or the other.

A Psychological Play Upon Deep Shadows

A more important existential question looms in terms of our own situation that this shadow play represents. This journey from a waking life to a another realm as represented by the alien abduction scenario is mirrored by our own journey from apparent non existance to a sentient form and then, supposedly to another realm, an afterlife not dependant on a material form as if like in our scenario, we can simply walk through a wall to the next life...rather telling, isnt it? Another hidden gem in this play is the representation that life is not as independant ( our own lives ) as it appears on the surface of things....our life is dependant on a huge list of items in our grocery cart that we cannot control. We have no problem with being tampered with by nature, experimented upon by our enviroment, or do we? Do these supposed aliens represent to us a inner fear that we are the object of a sentient 'god" that experiments with us? Another nice psychological test....isnt it?

"Is it any wonder that my mind's on fire
Imprisoned by the thoughts of what you do
Is it any wonder that the joke's an iron
And the jokes on you

And the joke's on you (repeat ad infinitum)"

-Flaming Telepaths Blue Oyster Cult


And to the young lady with large eyes and silver hair, I could not open your reply to my question which may be a pending delivery and not a message? Please clarify....my apologies to Carl Jung....