Hey, here’s something cool. Toward the end of 2019 I left myself a bunch of notes for essays I could write to explore some alternative possibilities involved with alien abductions that I wanted to use here in the lead-up to the release of my book, I Am To Tell You This And I Am To Tell You It Is Fiction. Clearly, I forgot all about them as I published the book last week with very little lead-up. So, now I’ve got some tidbits to write over the coming weeks. I’d love to read your thoughts in the comments. Let’s start here….
Were he alive today, I wonder if Carl Jung would conclude that alien abductions are archetypal encounters, or folkloric world-building, for our forward-thinking age. If so, would he view continuity errors like antiquated technology and filthy “operating rooms” as evidence that the interface between the human collective unconscious and collective conscious has not yet evolved into a proper post-modern interaction? Would he view us as existing in an intermediate phase where the doings of the alien can only look high-tech and futuristic by the standards of yesteryear because we haven’t quite got the knack of forward-thinking them beyond what we’ve already imagined?
Perhaps as physicists struggle to figure out the meanings underlying basic discoveries like particle/wave duality, the observer effect, and quantum entanglement–and as they struggle to prove one theory of the subatomic world over another–our collective understanding of not just the foundation of reality grows hazier, but our certainty as to the direction technology will take in even the not-too-distant future. It was so much easier when we just had gods and deities. It was also easier in modern times when we thought we knew what the future would look like. Now, it’s all up in the air and that gets reflected in alien abduction accounts, where we have to ignore our own testimony to believe in them as we say they are.
The thing is, if the invisible intelligence were relatable, it wouldn’t be alien. Clearly, it is (or they are) interacting with us, so it must know something we don’t–namely that we and they are relatable. Only one of us is alien and it ain’t the alien.
The inescapable conclusion?
We are alien to ourselves is the whole of the problem.