Critical Yap

Thinking about good and evil. How we know about the two. How we aspire to the good. How we are on this road to freedom by submission to the good will. We know that warmth. We feel it. But I can't help thinking about the insects. it's safe to say that they operate by instinct yes, and yet they have societies. They have fundamental order. They have a highly sophisticated system that perpetuates and protects what they are and what they do. I guess I'm thinking of the bees. They have a queen. They make beautiful homes with lucious venomy sweetness. But what is it about them? Ahh yes...their essential coldness.
I'm afraid to say, my friends, that this is what we are dealing with when we are confronted by the grays. They are capable of mass producing mystical events beyond our comprehension, which leads us to think they are technologically superior. But what if technology is not what is going on here but some form of living nature. Some form of permeability which has the ability to camoflauge inside and outside the psyche. The physical realms contain the inner dimensions. What if they reside in our frontal lobes or in our dreams, yet in both places. Why is it that a race, which is what they seem to be, an ordered society so perceptually advanced is capable of such seeming coldness. But is it coldness? It may appear so to us, we who experience warmth and the need form reassurance. But ask a feline, will you, what he or she experiences when its "warm" owner proceeds to place it in a "vehicle" and propel it in another "vehicle" at unparalleled rates of speed with other vehicles around it. Sounds and swirls and sights beyond it's wildest imaginings. Then see as it is "transported" into a circular room with bright lights and noises, strange beings, "cold" in their behavior for the most part, probing and poking at it with colder implements. the terror this poor beast, with it's muted understanding, must experience as these activities, these unmentionables, are being performed- FOR IT'S OWN BENEFIT MIND YOU. This is where we simply must have faith. We absolutely don't know, can't know, we're not supposed to, I presume. But what large eyes you have grandma, the better to scare you with, the better to heal you in ways you have no idea of, until much further on down the line. The human line.