The Crow Buzz

Confessions of a Fryer ch9 rough germinal draft
Tales of abduction, Ufo’s, Paranormal, and other Unexplained Phenomena

“Brethren, Mr. Herbert W. Armstrong was one of the first radio preachers on the air way back in 1925, and used his own radio broadcast as an analogy for how Satan works. Form his very first broadcasts he would tell us how Satan is the Prince of the Power of the Air. You can imagine how a radio can broadcast any of a number of different radio signals depending non which station you tune it to. To listen to your favorite radio station you simply turn the radio dial. Now, we have ample evidence that time travelers, or interdimensional, interstellar travelers are among us and examining us, and are tracking us with implanted devices to monitor and control those of whom they are experimenting with.

Now, have you ever wondered why you listen to certain music? Music is a language, whether or not you have ever thought of it that way. It is a very complex system of linguistics designed to effect our emotions and moods. For those of you who are musicians this should be a simple concept to comprehend. Most of you have a dominant chord, or pitch that you seem to always wander back to. You might be quite versed in a wide variety music, explore the intricacies of scales and keys, but there seems to be a dominant theme or pitch which your music returns to time and again, a home key, chord. It is because of the reaction of your viscera to the vibrations of the individual notes within that key or chord. I won’t get into music theory, but there is also a difference in the way your body reacts to stringed instruments, woodwinds, brass or percussion. Ancient Americans have a custom which used the sound of a pluck string to induce out of body of experiences. It could be used in conjunction with the river or the wind in order to assist the soul to travel.

Travis Walton, the lumberman from Arizona who was with a work crew when the group spotted a UFO, and whom vanished for a number of days, spoke about the sounds of the craft that took him. Now, as he approached it he could hear a sound he could feel as much as he could hear, a combination of low hums and high pitch sounds. What does that sound like to you? Anybody? That’s right, Rock and Roll music.

Now, in a radio interview, the son of the man who brought home some of the debris from 1947 wreckage near Roswell, New Mexico, I am sorry, his name escapes me, anyway, he said the console or the metal was covered with a hieroglyph that appeared to be geometrical markings of sort. Now, these sound like the markings of an advanced alphabet, mathematics and linguistics melded together. Now, some of you may know my young friend Adam who claims to be an abductee, or and experiencer. Well Adam has shown me a notebook of what he calls music language. This language is not like the music notation you and I were taught in High School. No, it isn’t like that at all. It is more like a mathematical equation for guitar language. It is a calculation of a string’s vibrations as it is plucked and fingered. The notes are like the letters of an alphabet, the fingered string are the vowels, according to Adam, there are more vowels than consonants in this particular language, and the plectrum, or plucking of the strings are the consonants. The vibrations are figured mathematically, and as you can imagine, when you start combining two or more strings as exponential factors the equation can get quite complicated. Now, imagine being able to read this equation as you are playing? Imagine reading this equation as language? Imagine instead of an alphabet, the english alphabet for example, you used a metric equation to express voice inflection? The voice is an instrument. We are talking about linguistics here. We would have the voice of a robot with no voice inflection. The human voice is a genuine expression that would take an infinitive mathematical equation to express an individual’s unique voice characteristics. Therefor, the alphabet serves as a linguistic shorthand to engage the listener to imagine the voice of another in text. Possibly, the writing that was seen on the debris recovered at Roswell was an advanced alphabet that included mathematical function to express language for a race of people who do not use spoken phonetics, rather telepathy as a form of communication. I will have Adam’s notebook on display in the back for those who wish to look at it later.

Now, some people say that no one is special. Well, I call bullshit, brethren, because that is communism. That kind of thinking really says “no one is special. We are all the same.” Nonsense. We are ALL special. We are ALL unique. We all need to be recognized for our unique qualities. THAT is what America is supposed to be about, the recognition of the individual, the individual with his own civil rights.

Did you ever see the digits of aliens in the drawings provided by abductees, brethren? Have you noticed their hands and wondered how they could use a surgeon’s scalpel, or do anything complex with those hands and fingers? Have you noticed their looks? Accept the Nordics, they are all ugly little hairless creatures, not at all like the God described in Genesis who had eyes of fire and white hair like cotton. Not much is ever reported about what any of these creatures do, including the Nordics, with their hands. Did you ever wonder? If any being is going to survive or even examine this world we live in they will have to have the use of the most complex instrument of all, the human hand. With it we not only create the greatest of our communicatory achievements of art, and all art is communication, but use them to perform nearly every one of our routine tasks, our most complex operations. Our hands play the musical notes on almost every instrument we have designed, they hold the sticks and match the tempo when we play drums, they hold the handle when we shovel the soil or swing an ax, they hold the wheel steady when we drive. The thumb and the forefinger are designed to hold the thimble while we thread a needle, they sew up the wound, scratch an itch, flick a bug.

But see, we have the experience of thousands of generations ingrained in our DNA. We are born with the support of our own evolution, the average alien hybrid is not, he is a bastard human, a pretender in our midst, neither alien nor human. He does not have the support of evolution, he does not have the support of our community, he does not have our blessing to be among us because he does not ask us. He does not care if we accept him. He has usurped his place among us by abducting our women and men and has no task as high as art, of human spirit of brotherhood. He has shoved our children aside so he may grow like a weed in our midst.

It is no badge of honor to have been abducted by these bastards, brethren! They creep into your lives like sneaky thieves, they abduct you without asking, they come into your home without asking, and when they are told they have no right to take you they say “yes, we do” without equivocation, without justification, and then they erase your memory because they have violated you. If they did have the right why don’t they justify themselves? They act as gods and some of you revere them. These beings are liars and are not to be trusted, brethren! Do not willingly go with them. When they take you demand that these hypocrites, these cowards justify their actions. Ask them what they are doing on OUR planet and why they don’t reveal themselves. Surely, beings of their intelligence can figure out a way to show us they are benevolent without risking their own lives in doing so. Demand that they PROVE they belong here! Demand that they make an adequate account of themselves! Demand that they prove THEY are worthy of being among US, brethren!

Now, with that in mind, some of our women are ostensibly used as part of an alien breeding program where these beings are using our women to hatch their own hybrid species. It is reported that these hybrids are neither alien nor human and need to be taught to be human. After the woman is used to hatch a newborn she is abducted and the baby taken from her usually before she knows what has happened. We have many, many reports from female abductees who have scheduled an abortion procedure and shown up at their appointments only to find the baby has already been aborted, later she be taken to nurture the child to instill human emotion. One thing to remember is that as repulsive as this is we should consider the life of the child. That hybrid came into existence through no fault of its own and cannot be a part of the society responsible for its reproduction, nor a of the society that incubated it. Our hearts should go out to these children brethren, and I ask that if you are in this situation where you are being asked to care for these children or to show these beings how to care for them we should consider the child, no matter how repugnant the actions of the alien society.Of course, I cannot make your decision for you. And I have to admit that I don’t know what I would do if I knew I were impregnated in that way. It is something you have to consult over, something you will need to share with God. Good day, brethren.”

Confessions of a Fryer ch9 rough germinal draft
Tales of abduction, Ufo’s, Paranormal, and other Unexplained Phenomena

“Hey, Howard, Didja ever wonder why everyone listens to music?”
“It’s the universal language.”
“Like I said, didja ever wonder? I mean, what is language, an art or a science?”
“Linguistics is a science, of course. But music is art.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Because it is something you create.”
“So the study of creation is art?”
“No, LISTENING is.”
“NO, it is not. Listening is not considered an art, but, yes, I agree, listening is an art. There is most definitely an ART to listening, by that I mean utilizing your understanding of what your brain is doing while listening and then navigating a conversation so as not to offend, and to be able to use metaphor, and all that… the way you do it that is uniquely you, the way you express yourself, the end product of your skill is the art. But most people, the end result of their listening is stick figures, not Degas.”
“Dude, my sculptures are stick figures compared with Degas’.”
“You have such low self esteem, I fucking hate that. Self deprecation…blaaaaah!”
“You honestly don’t think my shit is as good Degas’ shit?”
“I ain’t never seen Degas’ shit, but I’ll bet THEY have.”
“Why don’t you ask them the next time you see them.”
“Ha fucking ha.”
“Ah, you know I’m jes messin’ with ya, Dude.”
“Yeah, yeah, but anyway, when someone says they have an open mind they have to practice an art, but it is discipline. ‘Listening is an art’ is just something people say, or ‘this or that is an art,’ but it’s really a skill, or science to interpret or translate. You would never say a language interpreter is an artist, he is practicing a skill, which is science. When I was in art school they used to say that you had to have skill to be an artist. That is the science. Without the science there is no art. So all art is science because without the skill you don’t know how to create, or don’t have the ability. And to interpret, well, interpretation is a skill, it is linguistics. In fact, THEY insist all art is the study of linguistics because all art is perceived, internalized, categorized, it creates emotion, mood, effects body chemistry, raises and lower blood pressure, calms and excites. In China, as part of Holistic medicine, a doctor may prescribe an activity for his patient, painting, doing exercises, wearing certain colors, avoiding doing things at a certain time of day…”
“Feng shui.”
“I guess, I don’t know much about that stuff, the things we do without thinking we consider art, like listening, but how many people listen well? How often are you misunderstood?”
“All the fucking time, dude, all the fucking time.”
“Exactly. The brain listens to the first few words and makes an assumption usually, misses the middle of the dialogue from the other person as he processes and assumes the category, the definitions, formulates reason, etc… while the other continues to talk, and then picks up again what the other person is saying and reevaluates again while listening, and then that data of what the other is saying is dumped into the model that his brain has formulated by listening to the first part of the other person’s dialogue, and then kinda waits for the other to stop talking.
For instance, how many people really think that listening concerns the inference device? How many people study the reactions of others to what they are saying? I mean, they do it, but they are largely unaware that they are doing it, and so there is untold reams of misidentification because the listener is immediately interpreting what he is hearing into the language of his own mind’s experience, and therefore, makes what he is hearing part of the extension of his own mind. This doesn’t just happen when you are reading, you do it all the time. People always say, ‘oh, I understand what you are saying,’ but what they really mean is “I have interpreted your words with my internal dialogue which is a translation of my own experiences, my own calculations, my own definitions.”
“Dude, I gotta get going…hey, Adam, they aren’t still taking you, are they?”
“I don’t know. My head has been so cloudy lately it almost seems like my dreams are…I don’t know, something is happening in my dreams, and I can’t really figure it out.”
“Be careful…I don’t know why I am saying that.”
“Yes you do. On some level you know. Later, buddy.”