Technocryptid Photography
I absolutely love it. All these various photographs from the mars rovers and various others depicting what are alleged to be alien space crafts, skeletal parts, and various cryptids — many having astounding resonance with those images we have in our minds regarding these things.Were I some closed minded individual I would certainly proclaim "balderdash" and scoff at these ...
but something in the nature of altered NASA photography and the other alleged secrets we are allowing our government to keep on our taxpayer dime causes me to remain the eternal skeptic.
Far be it from me to deny the existence of extraterrestrial presence upon the Earth when so much of what those in control do is absolutely counter to our collective well being and forward motion as a technologically industrialized world.
Those who would keep is in the dark for purposes of their profiting would do well to come to that stark realization that we are not all the blind sheep leading the blind that they might believe us to be.
Far above the racist banality of protests and accusations and trite faddish slogans there is that section of humanity which seeks advancement and pursuit of that greatness which eludes us in this universal quagmire of petty nonsense in which we are presently within.
That downward spiral which began with the burger flipper generation of the 80s have given rise to the pseudo intellectual millenials with their touchy feely lack of relevance and inability to communicate effectively or even get the gd pronunciation correct.
There by the grace of God go I for had I been the same as all too many of my peers I would have remained stuck in the 60s like so many of my peers.
Just so happens I have attained forward motion by sheer desire as well as association with those who were technically conversant ... and the occasionally interspersed incidence of luck I might add.
The illumanati core of that multinational oligarchy telling the government what they may and may not do just to support the wretched end of enriching their personal coffers has many of us just where they want us. Fat, dumb, happy, and in denial.