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GOD’S AWAY ON BUSINESS

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Cookie Monster mash-up of the Tom Waits song:

Since the beginning of the “Electronic Era” (computers, cell phones, space ships, satellites, nuclear bombs, etc.) there has been growing sense of nervous hysteria in the world: an ominous feeling that an “Apocalypse” draws near. We’re not quite sure how our doom will be manifested but many people feel that the end is near. There are many possibilities to choose from: nuclear war, global warming, natural cataclysms, global fascist police state, alien invasion, biological warfare, financial meltdowns resulting in social chaos, asteroids, nom, nom, nom, nom, nom….  In any case it seems that the human race will become extinct by it’s own self-destructive behavior or by external forces beyond our control.  Either way, doom is doom.

This is especially true since the False Flag 9-11 Event. We know that our “leaders” — the ones we were led to believe we “elected” — are working to carry out the agenda of a covert government. President Eisenhower and President Kennedy and President Lincoln and President Washington warned us: beware of Private Banks. Beware of the Military / Industrial / Congressional / Private Banking alliances that have hijacked our Egalitarian Dreams of Freedom, Liberty and Justice for All.

The “feeling” that God’s Away On Business may be founded in reality. However, in order to perceive this reality we have to take off our Rose-Colored-Hope-Glasses of blinding belief in a paradigm that an unseen “great spirit” is lovingly caring for each and every living being on Earth. The pain, war, starvation and misery suffered by the majority of the world population during the brief history of Humanity belies benevolence. So, where does our hope come from? And, what is the source of our foreboding feeling of eminent doom?

The UFO pilot interviewed by the US Army Air Force in 1947 at Roswell reveals the nature of a “secret government” that runs the show on Earth.  The beings who compose this unseen force are ancient, powerful, evil and completely out of sight. Even the bankers and politicians on this planet don’t know they are pawns being manipulated by them. However, when you read the transcripts — as thousands of people have  — we gain a profound sense of relief from the understanding of who’s “behind the curtain”.  “Belief” has nothing to do with reality. Our situation on Earth is what it is.  It’s not pretty.  The simple fact is this: If we have the guts to look god straight in the eye, we see our Self reflected in it.

If you’ve been feeling like “god’s away on business”, you don’t have anything to lose by reading the Alien Interview. It might bring you some relief from the confusion of knowing that the boat is sinking but not knowing the source of the leak.

Visit the Alien Interview website to learn more…. https://alieninterview.org/

I DON’T WANNA (BE BORN AND) GROW UP (AGAIN)

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I’m not getting old any more.  I AM old.   I’m 66.  Jesus F*cking Krist!  Who woulda’ thunk?  Back when I was “young” — (between 18 and 45) I never imaged that I could get to be 66 years old! I thought that’s something that grandparents did.  Well, guess what?  I’m a grandparent too!  F*ck!  When you’re young, you think you’re going to live forever!  Young people think anyone 5 years older than they are are “old”.  For sure they don’t think they are personally ever going to be “old”.  You’re going to live forever, right?  You’re always going to be able to stay up all night and party, have sex whenever you want to, drink and smoke and work and run, play sports and do whatever the hell you want to do, like there’s no tomorrow.  Well, guess what?  It ain’t gonna happen!  When your body gets old you slow down. Aches, pains, arthritis, hip replacements, knee surgery, no sex drive, no hard-on, no wetness where it’s supposed to be wet.

OK, it’s a fact of life…and death.  So, I’m beginning to realize that I’m gonna die sooner than later.  I know that reincarnation is a real thing.  I can remember living many, many times before.  Other bodies, other places, other times.  Being able to remember that I’m an immortal spiritual being doesn’t make the prospect of being born again, in a new body, any easier to confront.  For me, the idea of getting a new body and starting all over again on planet Earth doesn’t sound like much fun.  It’s a Tom Waits moment…. “I don’t wanna grow up”…. This song is an anthem of protest against being “born again”:

I DON’T WANNA GROW UP (LYRICS by Tom Waits)

“When I’m lyin’ in my bed at night
I don’t wanna grow up
Nothin’ ever seems to turn out right
I don’t wanna grow up
How do you move in a world of fog
That’s always changing things
Makes me wish that I could be a dog
When I see the price that you pay
I don’t wanna grow up
I don’t ever wanna be that way
I don’t wanna grow up

Seems like folks turn into things
That they’d never want
The only thing to live for
Is today
I’m gonna put a hole in my TV set
I don’t wanna grow up
Open up the medicine chest
And I don’t wanna grow up
I don’t wnna have to shout it out
I don’t want my hair to fall out
I don’t wanna be filled with doubt
I don’t wanna be a good boy scout
I don’t wanna have to learn to count
I don’t wanna have the biggest amount
I don’t wanna grow up

Well when I see my parents fight
I don’t wanna grow up
They all go out and drinking all night
And I don’t wanna grow up
I’d rather stay here in my room
Nothin’ out there but sad and gloom
I don’t wanna live in a big old Tomb
On Grand Street

When I see the 5 o’clock news
I don’t wanna grow up
Comb their hair and shine their shoes
I don’t wanna grow up
Stay around in my old hometown
I don’t wanna put no money down
I don’t wanna get me a big old loan
Work them fingers to the bone
I don’t wanna float a broom
Fall in and get married then boom
How the hell did I get here so soon
I don’t wanna grow up”

TOM TIME

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Recently, I’ve become addicted to Tom Waits.  He’s the existential zen master of musical eloquence.

Well the smart money’s on Harlow and the moon is in the street
And the shadow boys are breaking all the laws
And you’re east of East Saint Louis and the wind is making speeches
And the rain sounds like a round of applause
And Napoleon is weeping in a carnival saloon
His invisible fiancee’s in the mirror
And the band is going home, it’s raining hammers, it’s raining nails
And it’s true there’s nothing left for him down here

And it’s time time time, and it’s time time time
And it’s time time time that you love
And it’s time time time

And they all pretend they’re orphans and their memory’s like a train
You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away
And the things you can’t remember tell the things you can’t forget
That history puts a saint in every dream

Well she said she’d stick around until the bandages came off
But these mama’s boys just don’t know when to quit
And Mathilda asks the sailors “Are those dreams or are those prayers?”
So close your eyes, son, and this won’t hurt a bit

Oh it’s time time time, and it’s time time time
And it’s time time time that you love
And it’s time time time

Well things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl
The boys just dive right off the cars and splash into the street
And when they’re on a roll she pulls a razor from her boot
And a thousand pigeons fall around her feet
So put a candle in the window and a kiss upon his lips
As the dish outside the window fills with rain
Just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart
And pay the fiddler off ’til I come back again

Oh it’s time time time, and it’s time time time
And it’s time time time that you love
And it’s time time time
And it’s time time time, and it’s time time time
And it’s time time time that you love
And it’s time time time.

LIE TO ME

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You got to lie to me…. If you don’t, then nothing moves on. This universe is built of lies. Think about it: if everybody always told the exact, whole, unaltered truth about every detail of their thoughts and actions we would all die an agonizing death of excruciating boredom!  Don’t take my word for it.  Try it.  Tell everyone the exact, unaltered truth about what you really think and what you really do all the time. Do it for 3 days. Even 24 hours.  Or, how about 20 minutes?  I dare you! Send me an e-mail and tell me what happened.  lrs@lawrencerspencer.com

Meanwhile, watch this Tom Waits video of his song title “LIE TO ME”http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X3KnCL0S_Ws&feature=share&list=AL94UKMTqg-9BDxNZOybRbK_np1W_t39Ml