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The other evening I was feeling my first (and last) Y2K jitters, so sleep was escaping me. A 3am run through the television networks brought me upon “UFOs: The New Terror in Our Skies.” You’d think that, what with my irrational, yet strangely potent (and the irrational ones are always the most potent), fear of the approaching apocolypse rattling around in my slee-deprived skull, I’d try and steer clear of programs with the words “Terror” in them, but nevertheless…
So, with a hokey UFO documentary as catalyst, my mind began churning through its vast database of anomalies I’ve managed to collect over the years from grossly outdated books on the shelves of equally outdated public libraries (Charles Fort’s always been kind of a hero to me). The unknown (the physical, not psychical) has been an interest, nay, an obsession, of mine since childhood…cryptozoology, mostly. Bigfoot, mostly.
I had a revelation that night…that is to say, a theory as to why anomalous events occur, and I want to run it past you folks before I send it to any scientific journals.
Our supposedly infallible laws of science are based on probability and empirical evidence (which are basically the results of a probability being acted out). Let’s look at the former, because it is the trust in what seem to be overwhelming probabilities in which I’m interested.
We (I mean that in the most generic sense humanly possible) insist that gravity “exists” because every time we’ve ever dropped something, it’s fallen to the earth. Since the object in question isn’t performing the falling of its own accord (but how do we know? I mean, how do we REALLY know?), then some force must be acting on it. We call it gravity, but aside from the fact that, in the history of consciousness, 100 percent of all objects that have been lifted and then released have fallen downwards, there’s no physical evidence that it exists. But we assume that some “agent” pulls the object down, and we label it.
It’s the same with the God Concept. Like Voltaire said, “If God did not exist, it would be necessary to create him.” Everything in our puny human paradigm of reality has a maker, a creator. Thus, whether because He truly exists, or out of a deeply subconscious need to make Him, in Voltaire’s words, we (most of we, that is) believe that we, too, have a creator. We can’t accept that perhaps, we…that is to say, the whole shibang…aren’t that one acception to the “everything’s-been-created-by-someone/thing-rule.”
So…anomalies occur from time to time. Reliable people see impossible things that violate even our most basic scientific truisms. It rains fish…Mothmen terrorize the locals…Bigfoot type creatures seemingly thrive in the heavily populated eastern regions of the US, leaving three toed prints in their wake…Chupacabras, etc. These things happen. These things can’t happen, though, if you know what I’m saying.
Perhaps these detours from the road of reality are to be expected, however. Perhaps, anything is truly possible because so much of our understanding of life rests on the foundation of probability, and perhaps there are no probabilities of 100 percent. 99.99999998, maybe, but no 100’s out there.
Perhaps, since every phenomena, errant or otherwise, is witnessed and processed and understood via spurts of chemical energy in our brains, reality, and the probabilities on which we base it, is more nebulous than we might believe and more prone to fluctuations of the norm than we’d care to consider. I only half seriously refer to the somewhat half-baked, but relatively well though out, premise of The Matrix (everything is an illusion…just “maya”…those of an Eastern faith know what I mean).
Speaking of “maya,” and the acceptance that, more or less, life is but a dream, in some of those same Eastern religions, coming to such a conclusion is akin to a nirvana state, or at least is a step in the right direction. So maybe there’s something to that belief, and maybe a more loose interpretation of “reality” could explain some of our most baffling mysteries.
Two questions: why did I write this and what in the hell was I trying to say? Can anyone help me here? 
I was pretty sure I had a point, somewhere.
“The Good deserve a higher plane of existence than this life can offer, The Bad an even higher.”
