I was talking with Race R. Hobbs today, and in the course of our rabbit-trailing dialog, was moved to look up something i had written a couple of years ago. These are the closing paragraphs of my book, The Secret History of the Reptilians, which became more of a book about our psychological need for mythology in our lives than it was an expose on tangible, invading extraterrestrial races. These lines pretty much sum up how I see Life and the Universe, these days... * * * Excerpt: So, did a race of Reptilians come to this planet, long ago? Did extraterrestrials seed the human race or genetically engineer primordial hominids, creating a slave race? Were humans freed from bondage, led by a traitor from the ranks of the alien oppressors? Is there an extraterrestrial race that has sifted in and out of humanity’s affairs for all of recorded history, governing our destiny from the shadows? Or, are we a race that simply evolves and grows, learning from the past and moving beyond our old superstitions and mythologies. Are we bound by religious thought and man-made myth, only to suffer at its invisible grasp until we move beyond the need for false messiahs and imagined gods, spirits, devils and monsters that subjugate us to our own fears? Or is it truly that we are the creation of a one, true God and all the rest is simply the concocted, fabricated veil of lies and deceit, obfuscation and illusion that enslaves us to the dictates of the demonic evil that would stand in the way of our knowing that God in a more real, meaningful way? These are the questions that I sincerely hope you are left pondering when closing the cover of this book for the last time. It is obvious that God does not go out of his way to present his case in a fashion that is not as old, cracked and crumbling as the last surviving manuscripts telling His story. Accordingly, his opponents seem to work much harder gaining proselytes than He spends attempting to bring us to himself, and so answering the call of religion – even when told it is a personal, loving God in charge – is a much more daunting challenge than simply believing things are what they are. So, toss the coin in the air, or better, roll your 32-sided die. Are we simply creatures at the behest of some greater power, or are we a race that lives, thrives and grows off of and in spite of it’s misty history and scaly mythology? Trust no one. Listen to no one. Adhere to no one. Seek out the answers for yourself, for if you are comfortable simply living by the dictates of what someone else tells you is so, then you are doomed to live that life of constrained servitude. Think for yourself, and before you know it, the answers will make themselves as evident as the nose on your face; the realization that all that remains in the end is a kind of forbidden knowledge, a rage coexisting with and extending beyond reason – against religion, itself as exiles from the comforts of bondage, composers of a cognitive music that is not a spirituality or religion, nor is it an eschewing of either, but a religion of no religion. “Extinguished theologians lie about the cradle of every science, as the strangled snakes beside that of Hercules.” ~ Aldous Huxley * * *
Posted on: Wed, 02 Apr 2014 18:38:36 +0000
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