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gene and david's thoughts on The Clueless One?

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Anyone else experiencing synchronistic technical difficulties lately or is it just me?
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About two weeks ago my wife said that she'd like us to get a tread mill and start exercising. We looked into the prices and discovered that getting a decent one would cost more than we can presently handle.

She had also been riding me to dump the trash that has been building up in the back of my van (we take our trashbags out and just put em in the back), and I had specifically told her several times that I would take it when the Tao moved me to do so.

Went down to our (little small Southern town) county convenience center to dump it, and a pickup was pulling out that had just left a tread mill by the scrap metal recycle bin. It's worn a bit, but it works.
 
And yet a third synchronicity in one week...I'm having the first Culture of Contact meeting tomorrow about this year's festival. My partner in crime, Harold Egeln, might not be able to make it and I really wanted to call him but thought it might be too late. Instead, I decided to go out because I'm sick of sitting around and want to breathe air. Went to a bookstore hunting for Nick Redfern's latest. Store was closing; I couldn't find it so I impulse-bought "They Know Us Better Than We Know Ourselves: The History & Politics Of Alien Abduction," by Bridget Brown. Never heard of her or the book, but with a title like that what could go wrong?

Back to the train station, I open it up, and right there one page fucking one is "Welcome tp SPACE" which is all about Harold (under the pseudonym "Henry") and his alien abductee support group.

Crazy!

Needless to say I called him for she has sold him down the river and I didn't know if he was even aware of the book.

The book makes me want to shoot somebody. I'm gonna suck stomach acid and get through it and hopefully have the author on my show so I can take her to task. Yep, this is another "abductions represent something" books. This time abductions represent our misplaced feelings on religion, politics, and environmental awareness.

Yes, that's right: these otherwise innocuous influences can magically create lifetimes of confusing, seemingly real experiences with three-dimensional beings who, unlike imaginary friends, generally scare the crap out of us. Know what, intelligentsia? It's time somebody said it:

Suck it.
 
I experienced a bizarre synchronicity yesterday. On the way to Eugene, OR, to take a driving test at the DMV, I began telling my licensed driver about a recent dream in which a girl I knew transformed into a fish. Suddenly, a truck passed us with a fish sculpture mounted to the hood of its car. Then a car passed with a license plate that had pictures of fish on it. Then we passed a building with an undersea mural with a bunch of fish. Then a song from the band Phish came on the radio. Then I saw an antennae ball on another car that was a fish. The same car had one of those Jesus fish logos on it. All of this within a minute.
 
Well, it wasn't a fish sculpture. It was like one of those mercedes logos on the hood of a car, a fish hood ornament. I couldn't think of the name last night. But really, man, it's a true story.
 
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