This is a re-post that I reworked and trimmed down. There are no additions though.

Truth will be revealed today, everything will be laid bare and explained, every bit of it.
To start with, the latest talk in the Indian world-scape is the escape of the American suspect Ken Haywood which has triggered conspiracy theories by trigger happy Indian luckkas about the American double game aimed at de-stabilizing the Indian subcontinent by fomenting sectarianism and how Indian and Pakistani luckkas are katputlis in their hands; puppets in the great post independence puppet show.
Hmmm so far so good. Its normal you know to say he is doing it, she is doing it. (a bit weird in this case, but never the less, the gossip windmills are churning fantastic flights of imagination and this includes a luckka like me too)

In the film “Starship Troopers”  Earth declares war on aliens called Arachnids or “Bugs”. In one scene, small cute children are shown smashing bugs (cockroaches) as they belong to the same species as the Arachnids (as it is an all-out war and the very question of the species/race becomes the main defining factor) or may be the director is confused and wonders about their origin and as to from where they could have come in the first place (may be shaitan ‘Satan’ put them there). This is understandable as the west is predominantly defined by its religion which due to its inner law/dharma, always ends up equating their own kind with Earth, which become synonymous at some point (at the unconscious level of its lived reality) and thus everything else gets marked by alien and demonic evil and as the cockroaches are the front end in the Arachnids game plan to populate the universe with their own types, they are natural targets.
The film was a blockbuster hit.  But interestingly it follows a common pattern discernible via other Hollywood blockbuster hits such as “Men in Black” and “Independence day” which as we know was followed by the super virtual blockbuster September 11 and the American declarations of all out War on all things Alien (which not surprisingly targets Americans primordially (from the outset) as the patriot act targets their own kind rather than aliens). Anyway, these Spielbergian war games “War of the Worlds” are played out on Indian subcontinent as Ken Hollywood oops sorry I meant Ken Haywood as he flees from Delhi-India in mysterious circumstances completely defeating Indian Intelligence. (while Indians both Hindu and Muslims are left cutting each others throat)

Again so far so good.
In the film “The independence day” the president of United States discovers the ‘core’ mind of an Alien creature (when that creature tries to take control of his body and brain), he says: that as the creature tried to take over his mind he got a glimpse into the inner working of the creatures own mind in that brief period when their minds merged into one and for a few seconds had become one and the same. – the essence he says of these creatures are insect like, like a Locust they suck up the resources of planets and move on to the next.

A Bugs Life

(by the way Locust is the swarming of short-horned grasshoppers of the family Acrididae, many of its type have become extinct and in fact it is today almost an endangered species, but they seem to populate religious literature and happens to be one of their favourite metaphors)

Back to the film, even advance yogis have a hard time getting a glimpse into the inner working of their own mind, but the Hollywoodian as well as the real Bush and Blair were/are exceptions.
Now there are other ways to look at this scene from the film. lets say he was simply projecting his own rejected self, a face that he would not dare to accept as his own. This projecting of his forbidden world reflects the sentiments of the familiar and common, after all films don’t get made in void and for a void. Now suppose that the President of United States in the film was simply superimposing his own rejected instincts and dispositions, that is, his innate sense of the Ideal or we may for the sake of this post claim as imagined, a face seen through the prism of the Ideal and the True, and so to be what he thinks he is, he has to lie himself out of reality, from the actual into the ideal and only by this turning away can he hope to achieve some sort of Idealized inner stability in his otherwise self-destructive and mutually opposing self images.

Now, what is remarkable here is that the background intelligence; the deep shared symbiotic language or consciousness animating and equipping their sense-making-ability, this the ‘Symbolic World’ happens to equip the writer and his prospective audience only through negative inflections, no different than the Nazis inability to define themselves and their Self-Image any other way other than via negative self projection, that is retro projecting ones own darkness onto the other. Thus the devil incarnate is always found out there in the other while they end up doing the very things that they discover only in the other of the other, nevertheless by this stance they remain free from the guilt that otherwise belongs to them. I think this is a very clever strategy, nevertheless coming back to the film, we now know that the president is blind and does not see that what he thinks is an Alien mind is nothing other than his own forbidden and rejected piece of his schizophrenic self, his double reality, the dark and the white (darkness is after all a lack of self reflection, a species specific inability to light the deep recesses of its own natural psyche/body/politics) and the aliens after all happens to be none other then our own hidden truth that gets projected as our other and as we happen to be embedded creatures who are hard wired by evolution to take certain existential stance (which is usually translated into my nation, my religion, my world etc.) and as this evolutionary switch is built right into our genes and thus order the ways our mind and body functions. They (the American politicians in the film who happen to be no different from us) have no way to confront this darkness, and so they end up encountering themselves, or their rejected selves in a mythic and filmic battle aptly named “Independence day” and as willed by the director, they win this Jihad. But, how could they win! And in winning haven’t they lost one of their most precious opportunity’s, a challenge which would have lighten up their lives and healed the split between the Ideal and the real.

In contrast to Hollywood the Japanese animation giant ‘Studio Ghibli‘ in their breakthrough film “Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind” takes a holistic approach to the whole problem of Earth. (naturally the Buddhist concept of pratītyasamutpāda ‘dependent origin’ plays a major part in the self orientation of our Japanese directors) The story takes place 1,000 years after the “Seven Days of Fire”, an event which destroyed human civilization and most of the Earth’s original ecosystem. Scattered human settlements survive, isolated from one another by the Sea of Decay Literally translating as the Rotting Sea, Sea of Fungus, Sea of Corruption or Toxic jungle in the English version, the Sea of Decay is a jungle of giant plants and fungi swarming with giant insects, which seem to come together only to wage war. Everything in the Sea of Decay, including the air, is lethally toxic. So the creatures of this sea that is Insects and fungi are clearly a visible threat to the world, but all it needed was a young princes Nausicaä, a skillful fighter to change the inner self ordering perspective of her time. She is by instinct humane and peace-loving having an unusual gift of communicating with the giant insects (particularly with the Ohmu, the gigantic, armored, caterpillar-like insects who are the most powerful and feared but also the most intelligent creature in the Sea of Decay. She is also noted for her empathy toward animals, humans, and other beings and all it needed was an adventure into the heart of darkness (the common-sense understanding of her people and others) to discover that the insects are in reality working toward some sort of secret harmony and the lethal fungal forest seems to have a vital role in Earth’s new ecosystem…and that, it is humans who are being written off by evolution (or seen as a threat rather then as a friend (Mitra) of earth. Naturally Earth belongs to Insects more then it does to man and this changes the fundamental religious understanding of the west, it rather inverts it.

This also reminds me of someone’s dream, Though this is a deviation from our theme, nevertheless it goes like this: “I’m inside a very large dome, maybe 100 yards in diameter at the base. It seemed to be made of a gray, opaque material something like eggshell.
The floor of the dome is a sort of terraced park with trees and little ponds and waterways connected by paths and bridges.
It reminded a bit of a chinese landscape with tiny people (there must have been three or four of them) in the distance.
The inside of the dome seemed to have its own weather system and as I stood on a bridge, I could feel the air growing humid as if a storm were threatening.
A big pipe, about three feet across projected from the ground a few feet away. I knew I had to squeeze through the pipe. (No panic here; it was just something I had to do.
Then there was a crash like thunder, and the earth shook, and I was very frightened. A big chunk of the dome overhead cracked and broke loose, and a beautiful blue light streamed down from outside (it hadn’t previously occurred to me that there WAS an outside.)
And I was lifted up in a beam of light — almost like free-falling upward — with a great sense of peace and well being, and … above the dome there was only this luminous pale blue everywhere, and I floated weightless in it. A feeling like swimming or free-falling but with no air or water around me. It was like swimming in light.

Lets sum up the dream: The dreamer finds him/herself inside a very large dome…opaque material something like eggshell…floor of the dome …terraced park with trees and little ponds and waterways connected by paths and bridges….the dome seemed to have its own weather system… air growing humid as if a storm were threatening. (the green house rot both psychic and outside as they are the same(each mirroring each other) -no escape from it) crash like thunder, and the earth shook…dome overhead cracked and broke loose… beautiful blue light streamed down from outside …which is the inevitable escape into negativity or nihilism of pure subjectivity from a pure artificiality (teraforming…loss of home and the withdrawal of home friends..they all happen simultaneously..no this without that.)…and I floated weightless in it. A feeling like swimming or free-falling but with no air or water around me. It was like swimming in light.

What immediately strikes us is the Si-Fi nature of the dream: One only has to pick any of-the-shelf popular sifi magazine, or pick a recent science fiction novel, or just switch on the discovery channel and one is immediately persuaded to watch appreciatively the miracles of our mind, (which like its predecessor ‘religion’ with its miracles of God and saints) ends up doing the very same to our psyche, that is it numbs it, in its own way silences it, while scientist (our Dawkings/Hawkings) are all buckled up and are at pains to persuade us how science is moving and evolving life beyond our wildest dreams, how in future man will be able to move to the moon, stay there, live there, and begin the teraforming of Moon and Mars. -all visions of great achievement that fills in the void left by the departure of awe-inspiring religious tales of saints and their life defying powers.

Religion be it faith in science or dogma, never tires from reminding us of its miracles and wondrous deeds, of how so and such man in his trance and deep faith severed his head, ran miles with this thing held tightly in his fingers, only to enter a church or a temple and poof, he miraculously comes out with his head intact and healed, that crazy thing that was just a few minutes back in his hands now rests firmly on his neck. All lovely pictures of the miraculous.

Science too has its wonders and miracles but like their predecessors, have no way to protect Earth, teraform it, bring back the flourish that it has through its own blind drive destroyed. This earth, our only dwelling in the whole universe is reduced from its original sense of dwelling to that of a substance, that is minerals, fuels, chemical compounds etc. And these very wise men have the audacity to dream of terraforming the Moon and Mars (while Earth is systematically sucked out of its creative juices and distorted beyond its wildest imaginations.)

So in the end we ask ourselves, whether there’s a way to heal that very thing which gave us our being, can we heal it using the very instincts and tools that we fashion to milk it dry of its resource. So when we cannot even take care of things here and now, how much are we to put our faith on the projections and graph-works spinning massive illusionary picture of man and his future. Don’t we start resembling the protagonist of the film Independence day and do we not become the Aliens who are found sucking up the resources of planets and moving on to the next till they too are sucked dry, and then its time to move on to the next and so on and so forth.
Who then are the true bugs and bug faced Aliens?

In an another hollywood film by Disney called Wall.E, the disease is shown to return to their mother planet earth just when it is in the process of healing itself from their previous violence.
JaiHo Disney.

But a question that still bugs me (thanks to Disney hit “A bugs life”) I wonder as to what exactly is wrong with us Indians, can we still self-reflect….ever. What do we know of our own Earth, Insects, Ufo’s and Aliens. (Now that we are close to the launch of chandrayaan1 to the moon with its primary goal being remote resource mapping.)