"Horse Sense: The Leaders Were Liars, The Planet is Dying, The Economy Has Imploded... Now, A Horse Talks! Mr. Ed is back, and Would You Believe Even He's Pissed at Bush!...and More Than a Bit Miffed at Wilber. But He's Bringing a Message to All of Us f

This particular piece includes Mr. Ed's Complete, uncondensed, unedited, uncensored Harangue (a small part of this has appeared in a few blogs)…. If you're like most... More »

This particular piece includes Mr. Ed's Complete, uncondensed, unedited, uncensored Harangue (a small part of this has appeared in a few blogs)…. If you're like most Humans, you're probably not going to like it. But it could save your life, just for starters. On second thought, if you're reading this, you're probably not like "most Humans." You may already have been thinking about what is wrong with our species, as we watch ourselves accelerating toward an Armageddon, which could happen by any one or by several or more together of a number of death traps that we have set for ourselves…and within anywhere from a few decades (or less) to fifty years, not much more, with nary a sense of alarm. So, you folks, already thinking this way, will hardly be offended by the message from our Non-Human brothers and sisters, and will want to know what the message is. Still, you're going to get a lot more than you expect; it's guaranteed that you'll be shown a way of seeing Humans and our actions that has never occurred to Humans. You will also, no doubt, be surprised, perhaps enlightened!... as to the reasons these observers, who have studied us from our first beginnings, give as to our apparent nonchalance as death hangs over the entire planet, including ourselves and our families. They also seem to have more compassion for us than do some of our own Humans for the masses of Humankind. They point out that many good attempts by Humans have been undercut, squelched, and more, by a certain group of Humans.
So Mr. Ed -- he said he needed this job as spokesperson, as the economy hit him hard too-- while it is clear he's speaking from his own heart, gives the message primarily of the unimaginable number of living and dead of all species ever to live on this planet, especially those that observed us. In this message, they bring not just a wakeup call, a warning, and understanding of ourselves that goes beyond what we know… they bring also the way back, to sanity, to safety, in that they tell us not only how we've gone wrong, but also how we once had gone right and could once again. They show us where we foolishly rebelled against a beneficent Universe, or God; and chose instead to go it alone, to reject the gift of the "given way" of happiness, and fooled by our hubris, which actually arose out of a kind of inferiority complex we carried from birth, being only half-borns compared to all other species. Our rebellion came down to hating the one stipulation imposed by that Universe -- a hint: it is akin to rebelling about having to wait until Christmas morning to open one's gifts -- that is just an analogy, but it was that trivial. And so this message has good news; implying that giving up ego, hubris, the rebellion against God's blessings, against God's Love, and adopting a much less effortful non-macho simple humility and surrender to the Higher Power (which sometimes wants to please us all the more by making us wait for our blessings -- you beginning to see the Christmas analogy?), can give us back the Nobility and Happiness we once enjoyed.
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But then there was that fear that came over your species, unlike anything ever before seen among the rest of us creatures of God. A fear of uncertainty, quite strange. For we... More »

But then there was that fear that came over your species, unlike anything ever before seen among the rest of us creatures of God. A fear of uncertainty, quite strange. For we think it joyful to not know what the future will bring, and believing in higher forces that really ARE good and loving, we expect to be loved and blessed and gifted with whatever fate the future brings, knowing there is nothing that is not a product of that consciousness of All, which is both good, for All, and perfect, beyond what mere creatures can know in the moment. So we are happy with our lot, never understanding why your kind chose to forego the glorious, blessed lives you had at one time: There was in the beginning such a closeness with what you call divinity that we saw you happy and playful as little babies with their Mamas. You often would howl and laugh, engaging in one of the many Divine games or plays, which made up just about all your life, when at the end, you would discover the switcheroo that had been planned for you, turning seeming distress into delight. You often threw yourselves with glee into the very next of God's uncertain plays or leelas. We saw how, even as babies, you were being taught. When Mama plays peek-a-boo behind a towel or handkerchief. Even you know how the little child is alternately a little distressed – where did Mama go? – and then when Mama reappears from behind the veil, smiling, loving, happy, and saying “peek-a-boo, I love you,” why the squeals of happiness are the greater for having been fooled into thinking something distressing was happening but wasn’t. That is the way your kind, we have observed for as long as we were aware of your kind . . . that is the way that we have seen your Mama’s teach their children that Mama will always be there, even when she seems not to be. And this learning is precious to the child, for it gives the baby a foundation of certainty that love is around even when not seen.
But it was always meant, though eventually forgotten… And isn’t it obvious now that it was a teaching meant to be about more than the protection of mothers. Wilber, Wil-ber, that learning was so much like the way we learn, falling down but finding there is always love around and that we will be up again and back in the mix, if we just let the many blessednesses around us come to give us what’s necessary, always...
So, Wilber, the point I’m making is that you now find yourself, like those thieves of old, making a game out of the suppression, murder, and suffering of the masses, as a way of controlling the fear inside you that you have because for so long you have been estranged and not trusting of the Perfect All That Is that managed to sustain billions upon billions, nay, trillions of beings of all kinds on this planet, and so many countless of them playing their parts in this planets slow development, living and dying, even before your species existed. And in your short existence, how you have managed to muck up the perfection wrought by so many over such a long period. Are we sorry for you? Yes. For with your fears and pain you are the saddest of all beings here. But that sadness, and that fear that covers it, is no excuse for the angry murderous rage that is layered over the fear and partakes of its energy, a rage that is horrific enough directed against your own, but now is taking down all life and obliterating the histories and efforts of untold trillions of souls who’ve lived and died before use – human and nonhuman.
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