UFOs are an invitation to the Universal “party”?

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Let me go through this one more time…

While all the things pushed by visitors here as significant – Big Foot, ghosts, MIB, et cetera – none offer the possibility of an “escape” from Earth.

UFOs, no matter what they are – ET craft, intergactic probes, delusions, misidentified somethings – provide the possibility, or desire, to be part of the Universe’s whole.

That is, humans are no longer, in reality or imaginatively, tethered to this small, insignificant, blue-tinged haven of wonders and insanity.

UFOs provide, whether they are real or not, the possibility – possibility! – that we humans may be part of the whole scheme of things; we are part of the vast, incomprehensible universe.

You know that I think Earth is so removed from, so remote in the galaxy and universe itself, that we are unlikely to be visited by other living, advanced life forms from the far reaches of a reality that is almost beyond imagination.

But there is the “possibility” that UFOs are a communication (quantum communication) from intelligent beings also seeking contact with life forms outside their existent frame.

If UFOs are a projective desire only, of mankind, for contact with the imagined “others,” that, too, is one of the reasons why UFOs stand apart from the paranormal quirks that some readers here insist are important and worthy of study and research.

Yes, ghosts offer the possibility of life after death but that is almost morbid. Who cares about life after death? 

It’s an inevitability that is a foregone conclusion, the elimination of all the pleasures of tangible life – eating, sex, struggle, smells, et cetera – even if “heaven” is given as the outcome. Death is spiritual, in the true meaning of the word.

Life, from afar, is vibrant, invigorating, even when it is a psychological delusion. Death isn’t. Big foot isn’t. MIB aren’t. Ghosts even less so.

Nope. UFOs, as silly as they may be, or non-real as some suggest, still offer the hope, no matter how hysterical that hope is, that there is a gaggle of life, strewn about the universe and we could, one day, be part of it.

RR