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We fully desire, expect, and look forward to boarding a spacecraft from the Next Level very soon (in our physical bodies). In fact, our fingers are crossed. There is no doubt in our mind that our being "picked up" is inevitable, even likely in the very near future. But what happens between now and then is the big question. We are keenly aware of several possibilities. We stand on this unyielding principle: This Is It! -- We Think. It could happen that before that spacecraft comes, one or more of us could lose our physical vehicles (bodies) due to "recall," like faults in the central circuitry, accidental shortcircuting, or at the hands of some irate individual named Walt Schmuckman. We do not anticipate this, but it is possible. Something else that is possible, and goes beyond saying, is that the sun will come up tomorrow for most of you. And there are other possibilities that will indeed go without saying. It has always been our way to examine all possibilities, and think about it: it you're not nuts before you start, you certainly are when you finish. We have thoroughly discussed this topic (of willful exit of the body under such conditions), and have mentally (please, no comments) prepared ourselves for this possibility (as can be seen in a few of our statements). However, this act certainly does not need serious consideration at this time, and hopefully will not in the future, pending revisions of "outmoded thinking". Obviously, then, we are against suicide theoretically, but for it if "push comes to shove" or if it's obvious the comet isn't going to end civilization and things are going to go on-and-on, and we're going to be deceived again, and our leader is getting old and frail and has cancer and has essentially nothing to lose, etc. Pass the vodka, pass the pudding, get your quarters ready; cinch up the strings on your Nikes. I'll see you on the Mother Ship, a Model T. |