the Takeover.~ 123

What has been catching my Ear (& eye) as of late is Music which conveys a sense of mechanical takeover.

There are styles of music, which are masked by different pitches & frequencies which strikingly resemble that of an alien-ship hovering over head, with it's beam & humming high-pitched frequency piercing your ears & mind, as if at any moment, you will be whisked away, abducted, and ... who knows what next?

After that, you then start to imagine; "What if... this is what the future will be?"

What if we are moving towards a world of Technological superiority; not take over but collaboration. A united moment between (not man & beast) but: Man & Machine.

"Aliens" are simply things which are not organic to our so called "natural habitat".
I do believe in Aliens. I do believe we will soon be introduced to them.
I believe people will die because of it, but, simply because of their own Fear & temporary insanity because "What they were Told overpasses what they See".

Why cant we step out onto the plain, face the tiger head on, and present our own dominance?
If they are stronger, we will die, that's true. But, If we run, we will die as well!

Maybe these "aliens" aren't at all the image we have. Maybe they... are an Evolved version of ourselves. An advanced humankind who is one step ahead.
These so called "gods" of ancient history.

Lets face it, the world is changing; the world is evolving.
Look at the world itself, and the dwellers there of. Animals gone extinct, peoples and races slaughtered wiped off the face of the earth.
We, the human race, are evolving as well; some of us are less "developed" than the other; some of us are "developed" worthlessly (commercialized 'wisdom', which is about as useful as a 3,000 year old Big Mac..), and yet, at each 'level' or Life-line, we eventually fade out, the flame slowly diminishes, and we eventually stand by that last small mouthful of mountain grass, after each nibble, climbing closer & closer to our final & bitter end, like the mountain goat who in my mind, is the most Plain & perfect display of a soon-to-be extinct race, who has climbed up the mountain of its own life-line, and is eating away at the last morsels of life as it climbs to it's death.

We are mountain goats, and we are walking towards our own deaths.

The reasons for this? There are far too many.

What we have been taught, told, fed, clothed in, sprayed with, touched, tasted, smelt, seen, given out, felt, thought, hoped for, dreamt of & experienced, has all had a profound affect upon our overall well being; both for good & for complete calamity.
We are the byproducts of our surroundings, upbringing, and the Input we have absorbed over the years, both with & without our own Conscious consent or understanding.

We are the fucked up mother's day card made by the inadequate & untrained A.D.D. ginger kid, who was abandoned at the age of Five by his crack-smoking high school "prom-queen"(-mother), who on the "big night" made her final leap off the building of her corporate "Heaven", having "made it" in the form of her self-absorbed popularity, to the slum-hole gutter of her own demise. Why? Because she "Made It".

Once you make it, it's over; the struggle, the fight, the drive, the will, the wherewithal, the Reason... for ANYTHING has just been snatched from your back-pocket, and you are left in solemn & ancient streets of Rome; a failed & ruined civilization of the past & the Forgotten.