Friday, May 18, 2007

Lucky Flew Home

Shay-la sits across the room, on the floor. Her body exercises are unusual and remind me of yoga, but more graceful and refined. She reads my thoughts and we converse normally now, non-verbally almost all the time. I now react to each thought and it is strange to 'feel' someone caress you with their mind and thoughts.

To say that she has opened up a whole new world for me, would be the understatement of a lifetime. I realize now that the best parts of my day revolve around interactions with her. And on her homeworld, where such communication is normal, I now realize she can communicate across time and space and reach her family, friends and work associates just as easily as she reaches me. My skills, thanks to her tutelage, are increasing. I can now read almost any one's mind. The cacophony of thoughts in a crowd can quickly become unbearable unless I put up certain mental shielding. I have kept many of my newfound abilities from the Agency, as Shay-la has. I realize that revealing such would only serve to discomfort many and possibly jeopardize lots of things.

She walks over to me and raises her hands, her palm faced outwards. I raise mine and place them a few inches from hers. I feel the energy flow and can now watch as our auras interface, reaching out towards each other and strengthening our fields. This is the way close friends greet on her world. It's closer than a hug and more energizing as well.

Shay-la reads my mind and sees that I am a bit distraught.

A small, baby bird died quietly yesterday. Its name was Lucky. The name was given to it by a small girl, who lives in the neighborhood and who found it in the clutches of a cat. She nursed it and built a box nest for it, but Lucky flew home and left his injured body behind. She was very sad and buried the bird in the garden. She cried as she patted down the soil. I tried to explain that Lucky was better off, freed of the injured body and that now he could be reborn again, healthy and fly strong and high.

But she was still sad and seeing her sad, saddened me. I could feel her thoughts and emotions and her sense of loss was palpable. She loved Lucky, even though she only knew him for a few short hours.

Shay-la singles out this birds frequency, merely from my thoughts, and she shows me how to listen for it.

I hear Lucky chirping. It is unmistakable. Lucky is alive and well in some dimension I can't quite define, a dimension which Shay-la can access simply because she has a mastery over attenuation of her mental thought frequencies.

Lucky's chirps can still be heard and he wanted to thank the young girl who tried so hard to save him.

I know I may never be able to teach this girl how to hear Lucky sing, but Shay-la has helped me return to equilibrium.

And what about you...can you hear Lucky chirping?

Sunday, May 13, 2007

Assaulting Popular Culture (PC) Yet Again! Shrek 3!

Shrecklich is German for horrible or frightening. Shrek 3, the movie is coming out on May 18, but already the series is worthy of an assault because its message is indeed frightening and destructive to those who accept it, when you pull away the layers of feel good syrup and slapstick.

Many folks will want to believe that the folks who penned Shrek belong to that noble underclass, and believe those transparent sentiments they so blatantly knock the viewers over the head with are their true ideals. That's the masses prerogative.

Quite the opposite is true though.

The screenwriter with his/her finger on the pulse of the masses can always churn out material that exploits and panders to their tastes, beliefs and frustrations.

The Disney era is over. The sentiments Walt tried to further are now outmoded and poisonous to present entitlement generation mindsets.

Shrek poses as a champion of all the little people or in this case is the ultimate champion of diversity. Talking jackasses are really where its at! Fairy godmothers are really evil. Shrek's ugliness is now revealed to be beauty, his coarseness and orgiastic farting revealed to be a sign of a superior "lifestyle choice". The kids all love him as he is his own Ogre/Troll and answers to no one, especially not the rich, "beautiful" folks who live in castles - who, naturally, are evil. Which is to say all who value traditional beauty and excellence are obviously mean, cruel and self-absorbed.

It is a Bolshevik/PC fairy tale come to life. I won't bore you with an Andrew Lang-esque collection of tales which precede this one, which share similar underclass glorification/ happy endings and which have really been written as a form of pacification by those very same castle dwelling folks you and others are being conditioned to despise.

The message is simple. Manners are obsolete, cursing and griping are 'real'. 'Traditional' beauty is also obsolete and now must conform to the tastes of the superior underclass, which has the "real" insight on what's beautiful.

The viewer says to himself/herself:

"Hey, Shrek and I are kindred spirits! I fart, curse and live in a humble hovel - I am really beautiful, a hero, like Shrek!"

And 100,000,000 other undiscriminating viewers/children think the exact same carefully engineered thought simultaneously. Everyone's a hero and all they have to do is despise the rich, champion diversity and conform to anti-conformity - what a piece of cake!

Again a subtle form of pacification. No need to strive for excellence as excellence, along with beauty, are objectionable as are all those old fashioned traditional cultural ideals. Besides it's easy to look in the mirror and say "Hey, I'm perfect!".

Someone, who doesn't care for my ideas, once likened me to the evil guy in The animated film The Incredibles.




That's one of the few kids' movies with a throwback message. I actually LIKE The Incredibles. The Incredibles is a throwback animation flick, because it presents a 100% diametrically opposed message to Shrek.

When the superheroes are forced to live "normal" lives. Their abilities must be suppressed for the "good of the masses" who find their abilities, excellence, beauty and goodness, objectionable.

"When everyone is special, no one is" is the message of The Incredibles.
Shrek's message is exactly that: "Everyone is special".

Without hardly looking the message underneath is the same old Bolshevik message of "Universal equality for everyone but the rich" a far cry from the American vision of "Early to bed, early to rise makes a man, healthy, wealthy and wise."

That's why Shrek is garbage. It's a pacifier. It tells the viewer they need not seek excellence or work to improve themselves but instead that they are all already 'special', better than the rich, better than the beautiful - and more importantly that the world should really conform to them!

Shrek (the poor persecuted troll) by his refusal to conform, destroys the oppressive world of beauty and castles and the world is remade in HIS image - the 'ogre' image. He is 'empowered' now. This message is encapsulated by Fiona's choice to throw away her 'traditional' beauty for superior ogre/troll beauty. AH! She has joined the Proletariat! Good for her!

You see that is the underlying lie concealed in the whole series, namely that Shrek's happiness was unobtainable as long as Fiona held to her own looks. To make the troll happy she had to look like a troll herself. Translation for those who didn't quite catch it after two whole movies of it being shoved at you: old ways of thinking need to be abandoned. The typical filmgoer doesn't quite catch that contradiction - namely that Shrek is JUST as shallow as the evil Prince and seeks an ideal that conforms to HIS standards. in fact, he is WORSE because he is also a hypocrite!

Meanwhile, the writers, directors, actors - the very embodiment of the castle-dweller types - don't believe a word of it, because they just want to cash in on the gullibility of hundreds of millions viewers by telling them exactly what they want to hear - not what is actually good for them. They reach into the pockets of the very masses while they pat them on the heads and pacify their numerous insecurities.

It's bound to appeal to hundreds of millions of kids and adults all over the world who want and need such pacification and ego reinforcement - and are willing to pay for it. And unfortunately, for the world Shrek 3 will be more of the same, a fairy tale whose glass slipper is marked 'one size fits all' for all those whose behavior, looks and manners were more stepsister than Cinderella.

Ironically, the folks who ARE looking out for others best interests are the anathema to the masses and the ones who couldn't give a rat's behind about them are celebrated and money is showered upon them. The truth is everyone is "special" but everyone is not equal. Everyone can use improvement - even the special folks. Accepting the status quo and being taught to believe 'diversity' is a synonym for superiority, is not healthy for your own development. Never accept a pacifier that leads to reinforcement of unhealthy habits.





The entire Shrek series is living proof the villains (or in this case perhaps trolls of society) do prosper from their actions and win in the end.

But, yeah, yeah I know...you and your kids just LOVED IT!


(Most of this article appeared originally in another forum)