Grant Cameron has investigated the role of pop music in raising consciousness about UFOs, thus preparing people for higher levels of what is thought to be extraterrestrial contact. Here is a most obvious candidate to be number one on the flying saucer hit parade.
For those that are staging HICE, (Human Initiated Contact Events) aka CE-5s, the most significant line of the song is, “Won’t you please take me along for a ride?”
The tremendous psychic powers of UAP associated intelligences raise a number of challenging questions. If these “others” can implant false memories in contact experiencers, if one remembers an on-board encounter, did it truly happen or was it a manufactured recollection? The same kind of question arises in what have been called “Matrix” interactions. If UAP intelligences can create such strong forms of virtual reality that are recalled as if they were physical events, was the event “real” or a simulation?
The flying saucer phenomenon is so complicated, that according to author John Keel, we can only get a handle on it by examining contact experiencers from multiple points of view. The simplistic paradigm that we are dealing with “Mr. Spaceman” has a strong emotional appeal, but if we are to unravel this mystery, then we will need to do more than follow the bouncing ball over the lyrics of songs like this one by “The Birds.”
Listen to the song:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AvmUdIsrSww
Lyrics to “Mr. Spaceman” by the Byrds
Woke up this morning with light in my eyes
And then realized it was still dark outside
It was a light coming down from the sky
I don’t know who or why
Must be those strangers that come every night
Those saucer shaped lights put people uptight
Leave blue-green footprints that glow in the dark
I hope they get home all right
{Refrain}
Hey, Mr. Spaceman
Won’t you please take me along
I won’t do anything wrong
Hey, Mr. Spaceman
Won’t you please take me along for a ride
Woke up this morning, I was feeling quite weird
Had flies in my beard, my toothpaste was smeared
Over my window, they’d written my name
Said, so long, we’ll see you again
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