Believing in the Extraterrestrial Phenomenon

Persuasive speech:
“Believing the Extraterrestrial Phenomenon”

By: Lindsay Taylor


Close your eyes and imagine yourself driving down the street. It is late, and the radio is humming in the background, but you’re not really paying too much attention to it, you have your eyes on the road ahead.

Suddenly, your focus gets shifted to two small glittering lights in the sky. Looking through the windshield to get a better view, you are expecting to see a plane. But something is strange about these lights. They are not stars, and they are definitely not planes. You pull over to get a better look, but the next thing you know, they disappear. In the blink of an eye these two bright shining dots in the sky are gone.

At this point, you feel your heart pounding. Could it be possible that you have just seen two unidentified flying objects? Even if you did, how on Earth would you go about telling anyone?

You may open your eyes.

What you have just experienced was a UFO sighting, and a true story. It happened to me.

Many of you probably think I am crazy, after all UFO’s and little green men are topics that do not sit well with most people. However, a reported 120,000 sightings have been reported in this modern age. 120,000. That’s a big number. If you presented that number in a court, it would win the case. Yet most people still refuse to believe that we are alone in the Universe. Strange if you ask me.

Through this speech I will go over the evidence to support the idea that we are not alone in the universe, and that we have not been alone for quite some time. It is my goal that by the end, you will be knowledgeable in the history of UFO and alien sightings, and that you will believe, and think twice before writing off the possibility.

Firstly, allow me to bring you into the home of Betty and Barney Hill, where the first recorded alien abduction took place. The date was September 19, 1961 and Betty and Barney were coming home from a vacation when they were interrupted by what they described as a large “craft”. After several hours of time loss and no memory of anything, Betty and Barney continued on their way home. It was not until a few days later that they started to recall the night’s events. Betty experienced several night mares and Barney was no better off, with anxiety problems. After phoning the doctor for help, some experiments including hypnosis were done and a lot was discovered. Betty claimed that the “being” that abducted her showed her a star map and pointed out their way home. She drew the map that was shown to her and it turns out that it was in fact a true star map. This was not imagined by them and though it was cast off as “amnesia”, it still does not explain what happened to the couple or the large “craft” that they saw.

If you think that was interesting, allow me to take you on a trip into the great breeches of space. As most of you know, our planet Earth and our solar system are nestled into a galaxy known to us as the Milky Way. It is also home to 100 billion stars, some even bigger then our sun. Outside of our solar system, we have already discovered 370 other planets. To put it simply, if the Milky Way was the size of a quarter, our sun would be microscopic, along with its planets, including Earth. The galaxy is so big, that if you wanted to reach one end to another, it would take 100,000 years travelling at light speed. With knowing how big it is, and how many starts habit it, there are so many possibilities of other planets like ours, with other forms of life.

Though that information is important for our present and future, it is still very important to look into our pasts. Throughout history cave drawings have been a contribution to learning different cultures. When looking at these drawings, many things can be seen. For one, in the ancient civilization Sumer the “Anunnaki” were known as “Those who from Heaven to Earth came”. These “Anunnaki” were the gods that their civilization worshiped and to many scholars they were believed to be Aliens. The Anunnaki came from a place called “Nibiru” which is translated to “Planet of the Crossing”, the Anunnaki can be seen in the Sumerian civilization as wearing clothing that looks like oxygen masks as well as space suits.

Though these are only just thoughts and opinions expressed through my lips to your ears, I hope you understand the importance and see the truth in the facts laid before you. There is enough evidence to support the accuracy in extraterrestrial life. Whether it is through personal experience, history, or science in the end, it is still your decision. However I want you to understand that in a universe as wide and ever expanding as ours, there are many possibilities. By closing your mind, you are missing out on the truth. The truth that we are not alone.

I just have no clue;

Let me state for the record that I have never done anything to deserve this outcome.

Maybe when I was a kid I littered once or twice. Maybe I might have used too much gas once day. Maybe I wasted a glass of water, or took wayy to long of a shower.

But I don't think that I deserve this. I don't think I do.

Some people are so caught up in their own business that they don't realize the long-term outcomes. They don't see behind the smoke-screen because the outcome is unimportant, as long as the green is still there.

But tell me now, are you laughing?

Are you laughing at all of those who are trying to correct our ways? We are all a part of this problem. And we are all doing our best to fix it. And you, you just don't care do you?

Are you looking at yourself and thinking of how great you are? How successful you are. Now that you have destroyed all of humanity. Now that you have led us into this hellish problem? Now that you have all that the world can give you, will you bother to give anything back?

People are dying because you are using up their resources...yet you seem to be more mad that the earth has none more to give, more then the actual fact of peoples dismay. Tell me, my unfortunate friend, how do you sleep at night?

How sorry I feel for you, because you have sunk into the lowest spot you can be.

You have poisoned your future generations, and you have smothered us all. You are the smoker and we are all choking on your second hand smoke. Your pollution that keeps giving. The blood and the ugliness .The only thing that is left, is the result. The left overs from your once "stirling" future.

The joke is over. And no one is laughing. And when you are faced with this. When you finally see the world for what you have done to it and not what you can do it...you will finally see the cruelty of it. You will finally understand.

How did we let ourselves get this bad?

How did we loose sight of what our values were? How did we loose all hope and decency?

Don't use the excuse that you had to make money somehow.

Don't use the excuse that you never thought it would get this bad.

And do not use the excuse that you do not care.

Because you do.

Because as soon as this all effects you, as soon as this whole "Ordeal" effects YOUR personal life. You will care. And you will do everything you can to change it. But you can't.

Because once you get down to the point where even money cannot buy your way out, it will not matter how much you throw at ground. Mother nature will not take your bribe.

There are just some things I don't understand. I can't even begin to go on about them, because the list is too long.

For one thing, I don't understand why it is so hard for people to use their turning signals properly while driving on the road. And I cannot understand why some people hide who they truly are, in fears of being made fun of. I cannot understand how we let ourselves get into this "Global Warming" situation and I don't know if I will ever understand religion....

But the one problematic issue that seems to be on my mind and will not go away, deals with the one and only topic: Love.

I don't understand why I love the way I do. Because I can be so confusing and it will blow your mind at how indecisive I can be. But there is something that pulls me in when it comes to love. I seem to love with my whole heart.

Which can either throw people off, or make them love me more. I guess it is up to the person.

I don't understand how I can care for someone so much. How I can put everything in their hands and I can trust them with everything inside of me. I don't know why I always tend to do that, as it always ends in heart ache, but I do. And I always seem to have it end the same way.

I am not sure what is wrong with me, but it seems to happen a lot.

I don't understand how I can look at him and him not notice me. I don't get how he can be so oblivious to my feelings for him. Doesn't he see it written all over my face? Or am I merely a figment of his "only-want-you-because-you're-there" imagination?

If I fell at your feet, and presented myself, would you find me completely insane? Would you find me irritating and foolish. Probably. It always seems that those who care the most are depicted as the most idiotic. After all, Most men only love women when they are unavailable.

Still I wish that you could see how you make me feel. I wish that I could spell it out for you in words so descriptive that you would see. But I can't. And even if I did, you most likely would not care. I would just be an afterthought. Or the butt of a joke that only those around you find funny. That happens to me a lot too.

How come I always open myself up to everyone, and I don't ever seem to care what people think, until that person means something to me. Then I have to know what he thinks. I have to know that he is there for me. That he notices me. Because lets face it, I am not the prettiest lady in the world. I don't even think I am attractive to most men. But oh how I wish I was worth a "double-take".

I hate how all I can think about is you. And how this alleged "love" Is forbidden. I cannot act on my feelings because they are inappropriate, but I really cannot seem to help myself.

Maybe I can see why most men I tend to fall "in love" with shy away from me. Listen to me! I sound psychotic, rambling on about how much I loose myself in them. Still I wish you could see how much my day lights up when you say hi to me.

Maybe one day you might like me. Or maybe we were only meant to be friends. Maybe I am meant to be alone. Maybe you do think of me like I think of you.

I can't tell, because when I think someone likes me, I cannot see it, so I flirt harder, which is when most men say adios. Because lets face it, most fairy tales don't deal with mixed readings and facebook messages.

Should I step into the unknown darkness? What should happen if I were to fall? Would he still find me attractive if he found out how insane I am? How my mind is a random blur? Or would he find my intelligence to be a virtue. Would he fall in love with my all-over-the-place lifestyle. Would he find my forgetfulness cute.

Would he love to fall asleep with me, while I lay beside him. Would he find me attractive, even though I don't wear most name-brand clothing? Would he find my obsessiveness with neatness adorable? Or annoying.

Probably annoying. Even I am annoyed with it.

Fuck me. This sucks.

Feelings are a lot harder then they look.

Relationships are much more confusing then they lead on to be.

I wish I could go back to high school love.

Being a kid was much easier.

I love the rain;

I love the rain. I am not actually sure why, because most people claim that the rain is depressing and makes good days go bad. I mean after all, hair goes flat due to the humidity or dampness, it makes clothes wet and gross. And believe me there is nothing that I hate more, then when the bottoms of your pants are wet and you step on them with clean socks. Then your socks become wet and your day just sinks and you just have a giant mess. But all wet-socks aside, there is something truly beautiful about the rain. About what the rain represents to me, and what it makes me feel.

For one thing, if I have had a really crumby day and it rains, it makes me feel calm. Like even though this world seems to have been against me on this particular day, mother nature feels my pain. She sympathizes with me, even though it could be the silliest thing to be upset about.

I love the rain because it makes the city so beautiful, especially at night. Everything becomes almost clean again. Most cars have a clean and suave look about them, the dirt of the city streets almost looks like they have been washed away, and all of the buildings look illuminated with the glow of the rain and fog. It is, without a doubt, breathtaking.

Another reason is because it is so mysterious. Some of the greatest movies have great rainy scenes and moments, whether it is the ultimate kiss, or the fight scene. It seems to have something about it that makes it so passionate, so dark, so romantic. I can't explain it really, but I bet you know exactly what I mean.

This world can get to frustrating sometimes. Sometimes it feels like the stress of ten thousand people are on your shoulders. It feels like you can't breathe, you can't move. Even if you could move you wouldn't want to, only in the fear of that you might have something else thrown on your shoulders. Especially in today's glamorous world, because of the recession and the ever so demanding society of ours wanting to be ten pounds and no more, even the worlds future lay in our hands due to pollution and the world turning into a fire box. And even though there are ten million problems going on in the world at once, your problems always seem so much larger then other peoples. Even when they are not. It is funny because I don't even know why.

I have no idea what I want out of this life. I have no clue who I want to be, what I want to do. I know who I am, but I am not sure if I want to be this way in ten years. I don't even know if I am happy being who I am right now. All I know is that I have all of these dreams, and no clue which one to act on first. I want to write, but I don't know if I am good enough. I want to be a photographer, but how do you make money off of that? (besides stooping down to the 'working in wal-mart' photographer, which isn't bad, not by any means. Just not for me.) Then what it all comes down to is how badly I want to save the earth from destruction. From lost manners and over-eating habits. From wars and from hunger. But I feel so small, especially in a world that takes pride in the fact that it de-equalizes everybody and puts them into classes by one simple way, whoever has the most money can have the ball. Its funny how that works, isn't it?

Whatever this world holds for me, I guess I will just have to stick it out and wait for it to happen. In the mean time, I will keep trying to save the world, one Tim Horton's cup at a time.

Either way, there are so many bigger things in this universe. So many more stars, so many more galaxies and so many more other possibilities. So why do we let little things bother us? Maybe it is because we have nothing better to do then to feel sorry for ourselves. Or maybe it is something even bigger then that. Maybe, everyone feels just as lonely and out there as I do. Just maybe someone else loves the rain just as much as I do. Maybe there is more to life then just the rain on the sidewalk. But how can we be in control of them? How can we save all those children in poverty stricken countries, when some of them refuse to leave? How can we send all of the money that we do across the world to help out all of those poverty-stricken countries, and still get asked for more? I volunteer, I donate, I do everything I can in my budget to help out those who need it more then me. But I sometimes don't feel like I am helping much at all. And then I question my role in the universe, and then I am back to square one. Ranting and rambling on about how all over the place I am and how confused I am with life.

There is one thing I know though. That I love the rain. It makes me think. It makes me realize that there is so much more to this world then we lead on. Yet no one takes the time to sit and look out the window. No one cares enough to help out anyone anymore because we are all out for ourselves...and then we blame everyone else for being so inconsiderate. Wow. We are great aren't we?

I guess there will always be things we don’t understand, you just have to do your best to understand them, even when things don’t go your way. Even when you try so hard to get the bigger picture, some of us will never get it. And there is nothing wrong with that, it is just unfair sometimes.

I love the rain. It makes you think really hard about life. And all of its many inquiries. All of its many questions.

I just don't.

Sometimes I really don't know what to think about anything. It almost feels like I am completely alone in this world, even though I have friends and family who love me. I feel as though they are travelling one way, and I am going the other.

It gets very discouraging when you try so hard to recycle and pick up after yourself and try in every possible way that you can to be 'green', when you turn around only to see almost every other person dumping their garbage in places that it really should not be put. And even though it upsets me a great deal, I suddenly get this feeling of 'nobody cares about this but me...'. I really honestly feel like I am the only one who gives a damn anymore. Even though I know that this is not true, because I know that there are many people out there doing more then I ever could. But the feeling sits there. And it plays with my head. It discourages me and gives me no hope for our future. Why should anyone care? As long as we cut down all the rain-forest's at least we (As humans) are better off...right? I really don't think so.

I hate how selfish we all are. And no matter how much you tell yourself that you are not selfish, you know you are. I know that I have been very selfish at many points of my life. But it still does not prove that we are all bad. I know that there are great qualities in every person, but sometimes it really doesn't seem that way.

You turn on the television and you see blood and hate and kidnapping and violence and just terrible terrible things, yet there is always that lighter side of the news that makes you feel so great about yourself. Yet you never hear much of it anymore.

Last week-end I went to Race track with friends to go see the grand prix of our town. And I had a blast, I truly did, besides the fact of all the rubber used for the tires and oil from the exhaust, it was a lot of fun camping and being with friends. 

With that said however, at one point we were walking around the different parts of the track to get better views, and the paths for walking are not wide enough to fit four people, so if you can imagine, there was a lot of passing and stopping for other people. That was when it hit me:

Most of these people passing us were men, older, younger...men. And instead of letting me (being a lady) go by first so that I would not have to stand in the mud (It was raining)...they just breezed by and did not give a shit.

Wow. Call me crazy and old fashioned but 50 years ago, those men would have stopped for me so that I would not get dirty. I know that times have changed but jeez...Manors are still important. I give up my seat on bus' every day so that the elderly or younger kids can sit while I stand. I open doors for people with full hands and I definately let people go ahead of me inline if I have more then them. 

Has this world gone mental? Have we all lost our faith and hope in everything? We have all become selfish and assholes. Most of us anyways.

I just don't get this world sometimes. I just don't get the people in inhabit it. 

I  j u s t  d o n t.

I can feel it;

Something is in the air tonight...

I can feel it in my heart. In my throat as I choke on the air I breathe. I can feel it in my stomach. It wont stop turning. I know that it is about to happen. I can see it in the changes of the weather. I don't know how else to explain it. I just know.

Whether it will happen with a god or creature returning to earth or with a turning and shifting of the axis, our world is about to undergo some sort of cosmic change.

Call me crazy, I don't mind. Call me insane, you wouldn't be the first. But to understand my point of view, you have to understand why I feel this way. 

Books, readings, everything can tell you millions of things, but nothing is for certain. You can be turned into the biggest believer of all your friends but it wont mean anything. It wont. The truth itself will not be shown. It refuses to show itself therefore we must try with all of our might to shed light on it.

What if in the end of the world, there is no god?

What if in the end of the world, there is more then one?

What if there is nothing but blackness?

Or aliens?

Will I be alive to witness it? Or will I have died before knowing?

There are a lot of things, you see. But many people drive themselves mad just trying to think of them all. How can you deal with all of the voices in your head telling you that things link when you cannot seem to find the truths behind the lies.

It is a very hard thing to find. But you will find it eventually, you just need to find it. 

Still...I dont know what to believe. I really don't.

I just know that something big is going to happen.

And it will wipe us all clean, no electricity, no running water. We may survive yes, 

But our world is going to undergo some changes. I can feel it. 

Lotto to Class it up;

            This evening, while walking through the isles of the grocery store, I did the unthinkable. I let my head wonder off into the clouds. Somewhere between contemplating my cravings on rice or pasta, I had a break through moment, where as I was finishing my stopping, and walking to the check-out, my heart had a little tug. We all have this moment that I experienced, in fact I am positive that we all have had it. You stand in line, trying not to look at the chocolate bars and magazines (because tempation will only win the battle between your waist line and a delicious snack) you see it. You see the blue case and flashing signs. You are drawn in to the sound of the noise the machine makes and you cannot help but look. They are starting to look really pretty, with shiny designs and cool themes. Price is right, bingo, crosswords…you cannot go wrong with which one to choose. They all are a ton-of-fun. So you think to yourself whether or not you feel lucky and if you do, do you want to chance it? Of course you do! Your not having a bad day yet, and even if you were it is just as much of a reason to buy one anyways. So you say to the cashier in a voice so sure that she wont even check your id: “I would also like to buy a lottery ticket”.

 

            BIG MISTAKE!!!!!

            Because even if you just want to play it to pass some time, it is a huge let down when you find you didn’t win. That is my story. I always take my chances and when I think that I am about to win, it plays foolish mind games and makes me FAIL horribly. And of course this upsets you. You feel like a loser because you always hear stories of people wining and you feel like you are the only one who loses. And if you think you won so you go to check it to be sure and it spells out “NOT A WINNER” On the machine’s TV, you are humiliated in front of everyone in line behind you. It is a never-ending scam put on…and you continuously buy them because you feel like you just might win this time. You just might!

 

I must be the unluckiest person in the world. I never win anything. Seriously, I don’t. Not even a ping pong game, or an xbox match. And when it comes to gambling, ha-ha! You must be joking if you think I hold wining numbers. Even with scratch tickets. I think the most in my life I have ever won was three dollars, and even then, those wining tickets come around once-in-a-blue-moon. I never win, ever. So I stopped buying them because the way I see it, I am not a lucky person. In fact, I am willing to bet that I am the unluckiest person on my street!

 

In 2002, Canadian citizens spent $597 million dollars on lottery tickets. $597 million dollars. Just like that. And out of all of those people who spent their life savings on all of these lottery tickets most of them never win, yet they continue to spend. And the odds of wining the lotto…well, let me show you the chart which was taken from a report from CBC in 2003. And my guess, is that the six year difference from today, has only made the odds of wining, harsher.

 

The odds of winning Lotto 6/49 are:

Jackpot - 6/6 numbers matched - 1 in 13,983,816

5/6 numbers + bonus matching - 1 in 2,330,636

5/6 numbers matching - 1 in 55,491

4/6 numbers matching - 1 in 1,032

   3/6 numbers matching - 1 in 57

 

            And yet we still insist on playing them? Well wop-de-do, we are all clueless.

            So unfortunately to say, the lottery just constantly lets us down, and plays with our emotions and makes us feel stupid. However there is that chance that we might just win, so we play every draw and some of us even have numbers picked out that we always play. This is getting old, and the government is raking in all of the profit and the gaming co-operation is only raking in more. And our country is in a recession. HA! Tell that to the people who won the last jackpot. We were the people who gave them the wining jackpot, with all of our sending’s on the un-wining tickets.

Life is a many tricky thing.

Life is a many tricky thing.

One minute you have as much life as a person can have. Laughing and singing and dancing. While the next moment, or sometimes even less then a moment, you find yourself at the bottom, without much hope.

Look at war for example. I never would have thought while growing up and playing house or 007 with my brother and sister that there would be a war going on in my lifetime. I never thought that my heritage or my friend’s heritage would play a role. I certainly never thought that so many of my own Canadian civilians would die while trying to serve their country.

One minute you feel as though life could never end. You feel as though nothing can stop you and the dreams that you experience every day. But like all stories, they come to an end eventually.

            I don’t mean to sound morbid, for I am not depressed and am truly a happy person, most of the time. I just don’t understand life sometimes. What is the point of life if we loose ourselves in its unbelievably unfair walls every day. Every day millions of people die when they really should not. Every day millions of people experience traumatic problems that they really shouldn’t.

Its not very fair! And if you ask me, it should not be allowed. But I am not God nor am I in any kind of position to make such a global issue stop. So unfortunately we all have to bite our teeth and try ever so hard to understand it.

We all have to grow up, right? We all have to realize that our what seemed like endless days at the school playground during recess, are over. The bell has rung. It is time to understand the truth. That there is no truth.

Life is pointless. This I know because all of the greatest philosophers would agree with you. Not pointless as in, we should all stop living. But pointless as in, there is no point. We are not put on this world to do one thing and one thing only. Fate does not simply make up our lives for us. Though some great thinkers feel that way. For the most part, it is all us. We are on our own. There may be a god watching, I have no doubts. But he has not much control over us. We are the ones who go into battle every day. And even though God made us like that, I don’t think he has any control over how we feel think or act, or the decisions that we make.

It is hard to grasp, I know. But perhaps we have this whole thing all wrong. Perhaps I was not send on this earth so that you could read this and then have it change your life (if it did then I feel sorry for you). But perhaps I am on this earth simply, to live. And to live alone. And when we get to that point, where we stare death right in the face, we will realize eventually that this is all there is. There wont be any flash of light and epiphanies screaming ‘Oh! That’s why all of this happened!’.  I don’t believe that it is the title that writes our stories for us, but what is between the lines. And I don’t think that a shoe keeper will be sent here so that he could make the queen her perfect shoes that will lead her down the isle, where she will then trip and fall, making a fool out of herself in front of all of her majesty’s party.

We write our own lives. And it better be good, because we only have a limited time to write it. Don’t we?

"Please, let me sing a thousand notes for you, so they can be lifted towards the sky, so you can hear me singing. Because I want you to know how much I miss you...I wish you could know how much I wish you were still here..."

Since you've been gone, I have not been the same. To be honest I know I never will be. Everything has changed since we were kids. I don't like it this way. It was much better then.
Everything has gone wrong. The skies are a little darker then usual, the trees are cold and they don't grow leaves anymore. It may just be the change in the weather, but I think it's also a change in my heart.

♫It's up to you now, this place is filling up with smoke. And you won't let me breathe in or out, so I resolve to cut my own throat♫



Have you ever been sad? Depressed? Trapped in these walls which you star at everyday. Wondering why you are there. Sitting. Staring. Hurting.
Wont anyone ever notice your pain? Probably not because you refuse to show it.
You don't want anyone to know how you feel. It will make you appear weak.

Scared, you look up, thinking that you'll find god. The faith you always were taught to love. But is he really there? Sometimes I believe so strongly that he is. Where other days I just don't know. I J u s t D o n t K n o w.

Is it okay if I breathe loudly? I get nervous around people sometimes. Its funny how I can sing in front of a bar full of people. And tell my whole life story through song, but I can barely put my feelings down on a note through Facebook. Why is that?

I always have this feeling that people can see through me. That they know what I am feeling, like it's written on my forehead. Even though I probably am not even showing it. I always get worried that people are judging me by what I wear, by the way I look. I know I am not pretty. But is it that obvious?

Is it okay if I cry? I have been doing that a lot lately. For the past few months anyways. Since July 2006, to be exact. Since then, I have not been alright. Matter of fact, I Don't really think I ever will be. And though I pull people close to me, I always push them away. I don't know why I do it, but I know I do. And I know that since August 31st, 2008...I have been shattered into a million pieces, I have been stuck, locked to the floor, looking up at that corner.

Is it okay if I fall in love with him? I know I am. I know he is there, I know he holds me up and keeps me sane. But I still feel like crying. I still feel like falling.
My battles are not with him, for he is perfect to me. They are with myself. I know he tries so desperately to help me, but I know he knows that he will never fix me. I have to fix myself first. But, for what it's worth, I really enjoy his company. I really hope he doesn't leave me, but knowing me, he probably will.
I love you, ♥


Is it okay if I feel like lying here for a moment? I don't feel like getting up just yet.

I really just feel like staring up at this wall for a while.

Is our world coming to an end? Are we heading toward an Armageddon that while wipe out our planet and all of its wonders? I mean, if the Mayan's believed it, then why shouldn't we? 

Think about what happened to the Dinosaurs, and the Egyptians and etc. Why not us? Maybe if there is a God out there, he believes we have become to  self-absorbed and feels we have to be ended. Or maybe, it is all a bunch of lies.

I personally can tell you that I have read many things about this 2012 phenomenon and I know that somewhere between all of the poetic prophecies and religious blunder, I think that there is more to this. I do think 2012 will happen, but I don't believe that it will wipe us out.

In my research, I have read that according to most Mayan beliefs, it does not actually say that the world is going to wiped out. If you actually read into it says that 2012 is simply the end of a cycle, and onto another one . It does say that something big will happen, but it does not actually say that it is the end of the world.

I think that this whole phenomenon will bring us a lot of things that we should be greatful for. If you have not noticed, look at all of the more 'greener' and earth friendly things there are. If you have not looked around lately, look at all of the people living for themselves, living in their moment.  I think it is a good thing that this has been sprung upon us, because it is allowing us to have great revelations. And the more talk, the more churches bring in money, and the entertainment industry what with its, epic looking movie called: 2012. 

But I think that what is going to happen to us, is probably not on everyones 'wanting to believe' thoughts. I mean the idea of Aliens is quite wonderful, to me. But to most people they don't even want to have such a thought. But I do think that this whole Alien business, is not yet to be put away.

I think that aliens have been around for much longer then most of us think. Everyday millions of people claim to have been abducted. And though most of them may be lies, I do believe that a lot of them a real, true, hard facts. And I think that the government keeps things from us, so that we can all sleep easier at night.

With that said, however, this is not really a blog about conspiracies, that will come later. This is a blog about 2012, and how I (Underline: I) think it will go.

I think that the stars in the sky will line up the same way is was when the calendar first was made, and I think this will knock the axis of earth off balance. Now, with that being said it can go both ways, the planet could then fall down into pure oblivion, having no real gravitational pull to keep it floating in where we are now in space. OR all of our electronic devices will no longer work. All of our computers, wireless internet, cell phones, everything...destroyed.

I do believe that aliens are who the Mayans called 'gods'. I do think that the 'Quetzecotal' god of time was in-fact a being from the outer limits of space. An alien who knew our fate before it had ever happened. Now most people will debate that this was all just a scene from Indiana Jones, but no it is not. These have always been my thoughts, and always will be.

I believe that these aliens have been trying to warn us for some time. Thinking and reading in all of my studies, most alien abductions talk about visions of our planet blowing up and the earth being destroyed. Most abductions claim to have the 'aliens' say something about the end of our days. Perhaps they have been warning us all along. 

The only way we believe is not by crazy ranting' of human beings, but evidence from ancient civilizations, before crazy was even an option.

Perhaps something will happen, but then again maybe it wont. All I know is what I feel, and I feel that the end is coming, it is only just a matter of time. 

Isn't it kind of funny.

Don't you think it's pretty funny how no matter what you do or say, the world always finds some kind of way to leave you in a pit of dust?

I mean lets think about it, shall we...

Looking at the recession that has been hitting our world ever so harshly, a lot of 'middle-class folk' have been finding themselves without a job and without any kind of payment to support the busy lifestyles and social lives.  

A lot of people have found themselves putting down things they really loved or putting a halt on a project that can stop you from gaining an income, to search the horizons for a job in which they are overqualified and underpaid for, however that is just all that is available. 

I speak from experience because my father, who has more then enough experience in the auto industry, was let go, simply because the company (which will remain nameless) had no more money to keep him. People loved him there, he had no enemies. He was a great worker and was always on time and worked hard. There was no reason that he was fired. Literally, the only reason was that the company had no money to keep him there.

I know he is not the only one but allow me to elaborate on why I brought him into this blog. He lost his job, my mother (divorce), his house, and his confidence. He was left in the dust to try and find a job that could keep his head above the water. Now he has a job in something I know he is much to smart for. He works in a factory, on shift work. And though it is a job and I am not complaining, his life deserves much better.

The problem with my father is that he has no education. He doesn't have any real learning experience other then the jobs that he has had and his high school diploma. This is troublesome, especially in a world that demands perfection.

The only jobs available are those that require education. They require something a little bit more then 20 years experience or a little night courses on the side. They demand a certificate. A piece of paper hanging over a desk that shows you have served your country and deserve the best job possible.

I am currently in my second year of college in Canada, and though it has been a roller coaster of emotions and empty pockets. I have learned quite a few things that I am sure will benefit me in the future, however, I have just received my tuition bill for my year of learning and needless to say, all of my savings cannot cover it.

My first year was expensive, but I had all of high school to dave for it. With the help of scholarships and hard earnings, I received my first year with no issues. Now, I am in trouble. Because over the summer, I was not able to obtain a job. The reason? Those who are now out of a job caused by this recession, are working the jobs that summer students work. Leaving none left for starving students who need money to make it in the world today.

The school demanding money, and me having more then half of it saved, doesn't have the other half. How do I do it?

The moral of my long and probably boring story is this: The world, no matter what you do, will always find a way to corner you. For me, the world dangled a well paying job in front of my face and said "Not without an education". But how, tell me please because I have no idea, how can I afford it? With my father out of a job and making minimum amounts. With my mother having to house me and my brother (who is still in high-school and has no job). How can I afford to go to school to get a good paying job to fix my debts?

OSAP doesn't do shit. Sorry to say. It helps, yes. But not until your halfway through your first semester, and unfortunately if you do not make your first payment, you can't go into your first semester. So your screwed with that one to. 

To succeed in this corporate jungle, you need an education, yet in order to get an education, you need money. 

Has the government or most of the education boards forgotten that most of us cannot afford it? And when we are out of school, and out on our own, we cannot afford to get our feet on the ground because we are still paying off, for some of us, thousands of dollars in school debts. 

What more do you want from us? What more do you want us to do? We thrive for acceptance and success. But we cannot get it without loosing so many things along the way. And what is this for? To benefit us? To prepare us for the future? Well thanks but I refuse to believe that the prices keep increasing on school tuition all because you want us to become responsible and to teach us about the future.

I think its because somewhere in that crazy jungle, people don't give a shit about students who want to learn, they only care about the money that is in their pockets. They take advantage of students and rape their minds of anything free and different. We learn to all be the same. 

Ever since kindergarden we have learned how to be socially excepted, through the ever-so-wonderful (at the time) games. The obeying the teacher taught us all how to obey our elders and take orders. Those of us who stood up for what we felt was wrong or right got silenced or sent to the corner. Yet if you fast forward into the future 20 years, that person who was bullying the little kids in the play ground is the head CEO of a company, because he stood up to the weak and now represents a company.

A little contradictory?

Now, don't get me wrong, if the class-idiot was punching some little kid in the face, I would be mad too and send them to a corner. And there are a lot of stories about how being nice to others will give you a better future, but lets be serious, the more nice you are, the more you get walked on. 

How can you teach someone to share and play nice with others, when in the future you tell them to fend for themselves. That the way to be successful is to take all the money you can and not share it with those who really need it.

Every christmas, some stores give out a Turkey and a christmas cake for free! Just for a good Samaritan during Christmas time. However you will find people standing a head of the line for a turkey, who really don't need it. They could buy 20 turkeys and be okay for the next months rent. But the man standing two people behind the rich man wont get a turkey because he wont make the cut. Why? Because the richer man budded him and feels that he(or she) deserves the turkey more. When in reality, he/she doesn't need it. And thats the way the world goes. Unfortunately. 

Its sad. And its cruel. But those who can't make the cut get left behind. All because someone up there has it out for them. 

The gas prices rise because the CEO of a gas company can't stand the thought of loosing money, so he'll charge more. Unfair, but true.

Which leads me back to my main point: No matter what you do, you will get screwed over in the corporate world. Because all the things that you learned in school and on those kids shows: sharing, doesn't get you anywhere. And even when you need help to cover your tuition fees, the teachers wont give you a chance to pay it. They don't care if you don't learn. They care about the money that you need to have this education. And without it, you will go nowhere. Which leads us to the recession that we are in. Well fuck me.