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magical and wondrous

‘celestial charts’ (2017)

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sky of dreams

is it real?

 

It gets worse before it gets better

Yes things will get worse. They have to. Humans are not motivated to change until a certain threshold of discomfort or negative reward is reached. For populations, this change threshold must affect a critical mass for synergy to take effect in which that population then begins a process of widespread acceptance and adoption of that change element.

Looked upon in this way we can appreciate the requirement that things must get worse and in so doing become themselves the very motivators for the change to begin. Put another way, we WANT things to now get worse in order that it then becomes the CAUSE of the desired change. It seems counter intuitive to many but it must be realised and appreciated by the awakened community. Our work is to be catalysts of the change in the directions that are desirable by seeding now the elementary and fundamental concepts of new paradigms which will eventually blossom as the tide of humanity begins the shift.

By the “awakening” of a critical mass of population an equal and opposing force is created which begins to “push back against” the extant prevailing dysfunctional social order and culture. Given that a corresponding rise toward a critical mass of a significant number of “dissatisfied” and “non-rewarded” (although still “unawakened”) population is occurring simultaneously, then the two forces begin to merge cooperatively in a synergistic harmonic resonance toward mutually desirable goals. This is human consciousness evolution in effect. This process obviously takes some time to transpire, which is obviously subject to variables, but with current averaged human cognitive abilities and other environmental and cultural factors accounted for, completion of the desired evolutionary shift will occur in relatively short time scales.

So… global revolt or what?

I just want to add something I feel is important. This issue highlights the great problem of “answer / alternative system versus true solution”. My philosophy is one of adopting the fundamental realisation that ‘answers’ to individual and specific current and potential human systemic dysfunction will be futile until human consciousness itself begins to advance in an evolutionary shift.
Humans squabble and politicise everything and so any potential alternatives will tend be quashed and or diminished within existing socio-political power structures. Inaction or compounding of issues will always ensue. We may witness this effect now daily in human affairs. This “solutions rather than answers” philosophy can appear frustratingly passive to the political traditionalist and the”activist”, but yet it will prove to be the only truly effective method of achieving positive, lasting, effective, and satisfactory solutions to all global human issues. As an example, I will not sign petitions any more since I believe they are ultimately ineffective and are nothing more than an appeal to the masters / rulers who form a basis of the problem itself. ‘Voting’ is a similarly ineffective long-term method for achieving fundamental change of the kind humanity now requires.
Fundamental shifts must now begin in the very way we are expressing our humanity as a species. Things can seem overwhelming and futility can cause anxiety, burn-out, and general negativity even within the ‘awakening community’. Importantly we must continue our work and focus on building momentum, on leadership and the imparting of clear and definitive values of truth, equity, and ethics. Leadership and outspoken yet eloquent speakers of reason will become the leaders who are becoming the global catalysts for a wave of consciousness change. Realise too that in all reality, things will get worse yet before the upswing can occur. More and more ordinary people are confronting the wall that society has become and are gaining a realisation that change is needed.
There is a groundswell which is rising and feeding the rapidly expanding world-wide consciousness shift / awakening movement. We must embrace and utilise the Internet and social media in every way we can and see the advent of this technological tool at this juncture in history, as the timely and incredibly powerful miracle that it is in terms of giving the mass of ordinary humans around the world access to alternative thought, the networking ability and in the sharing of new ideas. YouTube, Facebook, and other social media sites are becoming invaluable tools. Others will evolve.
The Internet is very new to humanity and much potential and yet lays undiscovered. Synergies are taking place and there will be emergent effects which will assist humans to unify. We need intellectual, subversive, and iconoclastic thinkers now to step forward. Divergent thinking must be maintained and an openness to truly innovative thought and ideas – in all spheres of human endeavour.
Hold faith, believe, for we create that which we give our attention to as sentient spiritual beings. This coming change will be evolutionary not merely revolutionary. We here on Earth now who are agents of change will be the advance guard who may not live to see the full effect of our work. It takes some time to alter worlds. But our children will have watched and learned and gathered the threads we weaved and so our greatest legacy will be to have inspired them, given them hope, and empowered them.
Then we can be confident and cease our anxiety, in the knowledge that with the new human consciousness taking charge of the world, the solutions to everything will have simply evolved.
Namaste and peace to all.

A bold new future.

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What we envision we create. Reality will be adjusted. Order shall be restored. Peace and abundance will become available to all people in all lands of this blue world.

The concept of “business” as commercial enterprise will come to be outmoded as evolved cooperative practices replace competition and profit motives. Humans will all live in equality and prosperity without a need for money and the traditional systems designed to exploit human time and labour as employment and work in the pursuit of profit or capital gain for a few.

Existing social power structures and institutions which create and maintain inequity and inherent social injustice will be made redundant. Banking will cease. Interest charges will have no meaning and will be regarded as unethical practice. All people will be housed safely and securely in new model low density communities following a village model and favouring social cohesion, inclusion, and belonging. Homelessness and other social injustice will become unknown. Welfare state and charitable / non government organisations will cease to function in their present form. A society which avoids social inequity in the first instance has no need of such systems which are only an adjunct to counter the failings of current capital market based social systems.

Crime and criminal activity will become negligible.

Politics will be abandoned as a hegemonic authoritarian, primitive and obsolete farce and a false discourse. Religion as dogma and doctrine of control will cease as humanity shifts to new evolved spiritual connections with universal spirit and prime creator which truly fulfill the soul.

Notions of “success” will reset to inner goals instead of false social material constructs such as social status and class. Personal happiness will be a measure of success. The concept of self actualisation through creativity, independence, spontaneity will be acknowledged as a prime principle of the new social order.

The young will be free to follow their creative hearts without being socially compelled to ‘earn a living’ and paying bills. All ages will have such freedom if they so desire also. A free and creative society will naturally incubate new generations of free thinkers, and creative visionaries.

A new world awaits.

We are the visionaries and messengers who see beyond the extant worldly paradigms of constraint, control, and fear. We acknowledge that practical solutions and alternate systems will become apparent in time as a shift in consciousness takes precedence globally in due course. Current human attempts to alter the course of humanity away from imminent cataclysm are misguided, piecemeal, inept, inadequate, and ineffectual.

Stop debating. Stop fighting. End partisan politics. These are pointless exercises in futility. False dichotomy’s have ensured the continued and perpetual false division of humans which is illusory and not conducive to human unity and peaceful mutually cooperative outcomes.

War is a liar. Extinguish it. Eliminate it. Evolve from it.

Come together now in global unity. New ways of organising a human social order of Light will become apparent in time. These new ways will be willingly implemented world-wide, without needless obfuscations in debate and time-wasting, in a spirit of cooperation and Universal Love which becomes the overarching guiding principle of the new human society.

Paths will appear. Guides will assist. Faith is required.

Awaken now to the deceptions and lies of the world as it stands.  Understand that time is limited.  Understand that current political systems, world leaders, organisations, science, religions, and all other institutions do not have sound credible solutions.

Awaken and this world will unfold and a new era shall begin.

It is possible and we will make it happen.

Aliens & Monsters

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Will you love me for a while? She scared him a little but he was falling. She knew he was the one and he had kind eyes.

Who ever fails at life? What is success? Why do we invent such categories? Who invented them and for what purpose? This may well be the pertinent question. Follow the patterns and repeat. Seems to be what they do around here when they ‘grow up’.

We’ll need you on deck at 6am sharp, we depend on you. Can you work Saturday? Oh look we’re cutting hourly rates to help the boss he’s got his golf fees due and his wife’s Range Rover Evoque needs a service. Let me repeat, we need to run a tight ship as you know. It’s competitive and it’s all about “Productivity and Innovation!” Or something. It was a great company. They told us at the meetings. Except Penny who moaned like a broken record over coffee at morning breaks and everyone rolled their eyes. “Burnt out old bitch…” Jim offered in the wash room. We laughed. I nodded. Jim had his finger on the pulse at work. She was clearly no good for morale. We need team players here. It’s my boys birthday on Saturday. Fuck.

Your doing alright and you’ll go far here son. Sign this tax form and we’re good to go.

The children had wide innovative mind’s and eyes that looked at wondrous beginnings and saw infinite miracles. But they’ll need a good job. We love those kids. We’re working for them you know! Then they left for work and nobody spoke at that hour. Grab a coffee and go. The child care arrangements were almost perfect. The sports news was what they talked about and the kids got the idea. Facts are facts and Santa ain’t real kid. They never saw their little five-year-olds lonely tears behind her pink bedroom door. She held dolly so tightly and she sobbed gently into her blanket. Sally was always such a happy girl. They took her to MacDonald’s for her birthday. Such a lucky girl. Day care on Monday.

“I want to die.” Heather said flatly and I thought it was a deadpan joke. I had just remarked about the rainy day and she says that. Sat next to me. Wet umbrella folded in her lap. Then she got off at the next bus stop. I still wonder who she was. I call her Heather just so she has a name. She looked about 19 or 20. She seemed lonely. Lost. Never forgotten her. Never saw her again.

Contrary to popular belief, not everything society does is written on tablets of stone as if in some master instruction manual thoughtfully passed down by the gods aeons back. The slavish repetition of pointless and detrimental customs is arguably a form of belief, or faith, in Idiocy. Either that or a form of mass psychopathic dementia. Could all those staunch atheists actually be true believers in the neon God they made? Perhaps ‘God’ has been staring at you from billboards and tempting you with cheap fares and better holidays. Church morphed into the café strip down town and that hip bar on Fridays after work. Well, there were 100 different beers on tap and the music was ok. Happy hour 5 – 7 and the wine was cheap and cheerful. Tony was 30 and had a certain charisma which got her attention about eight months ago. He joked that he was praying for that new role in Marketing and pictured himself in a new Audi A3 Cabriolet Quattro in metallic shiraz. He knew it would impress and he worked the room well. We don’t do religion they told friends at dinner parties smartly trying to sound hip as they headed into middle age. “Only fools believed”, they said and everyone laughed. She believed in Tony and his smile. More Chardonnay Maxine?

Maxine?

Work on suckers and slaves. Pay tax. It’s the law. We care about each of you. It’s department policy. Take a number and wait over there. Next!

Some things have long been written in stone. But you ignore all that it’s not relevant to anything. Ancient what? Those pyramids are amazing we did a package tour in 97 heaps of fun. Experts said something that sounds awesome and somebody sounding important said it on television so it’s true. Gerry at work saw it too and he agreed. “True as a turtles turd!” he says. He’s a funny guy Gerry. History – it’s what you get on the History Channel – plus those kooky Aliens shows. We sponsor a little African boy can’t recall his name. We’re doing South Africa and Egypt at the end of the year. Six weeks. Work will be piled high when I get back oh boy! He smiled then looked pained. He flicked on the plasma just as Brien threw to Ashlee with a witty segue and a twinkle in his eye. Flawless. Polished. Ashlee took the cue with precision and seamlessly launched into the weather report. She was perky and upbeat so he always caught the evening weather report. Hottest June day in Melbourne in recorded history. She had a cute smile which was etched in his imagination.

He and Maxine hadn’t touched in six years.

“I don’t fit into this fucked up world…” Alex whispered to the drab walls as he slammed a hit. It was a clean place for a squat house and the junkies left him alone. There was running water in the back lane. Alex was good at algebra and liked electronics. Built a computer from scratch when he was 15. They said he’d be an electrical engineer once. He hadn’t eaten in two days he thought fleetingly then he pushed the needle into his arm and pressed. Bliss.

He hated that fucking job. He had no choice. The fucking bank and this pissant cyborg petty micro managerial-guru fuck head line manager owned his lily ass. He had wanted to be a fireman when he was seven. Or an international hot air balloon pilot sailing the skies of the world. Being seven was fun. He could picture the gang as he daydreamed from his neat office work cubicle with grey partitions and pinned minutes of the safety meetings. A small framed picture of his boy was pushed haphazardly back behind the computer. They laughed and climbed trees in somebody’s yard and shot at aliens and monsters. Now they needed to create ‘brand energy’ and ‘facilitate visionary synergistic relationships with clients because ‘time is the new currency!’ Fuck. He was becoming more forward thinking with each passing day and couldn’t stop thinking out of the box. He could smash that window and jump it was 15 floors. Freedom. He hated their fucking tin pot buzzwords with every fibre.

The world seemed an enormous mystery that extended well beyond the far edge of the next block where little Sam and his big brother Brett lived and who knows how far it goes! Whoa! Transformers! Cool! They had a little black terrier called Pete and their dad made stupid jokes. Those days felt as if they’d last forever because we felt like we had forever in front of us. Life was one adventure after the next.

Does anything else in this world seek such nonsense? Tigers looking for a promotion. Roses out-bidding the competition. Baboons gazing into space thinking of that perfect getaway.

What should this tell you? Think hard now.

Humans are strange creatures. So stuck. So fearful but so full of their own imagined worldly schemes, schemas and paradigms.

Lost you could say.

Love your children and teach them well. Question authority and find determination in your belly. Put the fire in theirs. You may save their lives. Give them love and hope. Make it unconditional and let them fall. Hearts get forgotten in a world trying to make sense. Be present in moments and laugh lots. Do your best and be gentle with each other.  Strive to be happy.

It’s broken. People are broken. They gloss it up and you’ve got your life to worry about. You can change the world. Oh wait you’re late for work and the house payment is due. You’re treading water and staying afloat can’t be happier they say! Got to pay for that holiday now too. Shit they’re going to cut off the gas on Thursday.

I’ll look cool in these Ray-Bans. Black or tortoise shell? Can we have tacos dad! Need another script the Valium runs out tomorrow. Shit.

I’ll call work they might have extra shifts. Fuck.

They were all in stunned disbelief when they heard the news. Found hanging by his own jeans tied around his neck from the steel rafter in the ceiling of his garage. The old couple next door called the police. A week or two was all they said. The smell had got beyond a joke. Tom was 85 and says he knows the smell of death and that were no rat. His frail wife looks into the space between the trees as clouds drift past like puppies and sky dragons. He was 23 and unemployed someone said. Truth was he hadn’t seen his mum in twelve months. They’d argued about money and who said what in just another family row. He ran out that night nowhere to bed down. Then they didn’t speak. Couldn’t talk to dad wouldn’t know how.

A quiet kid seemed reserved. They didn’t know his name. A month later when they’d worked out who he was it got page 6 with a dozen lines in the town news beside a half page advertisement for a kitchen ideas showroom grand opening sale with never to be repeated crazy prices. Maxine shifted her gaze and noticed the flooring tiles. She paused and for a fleeting moment she imagined her kitchen floor with those gorgeous Italian marble tiles, and that stainless steel induction cook top was to die for. Bliss.  In that moment she  broke and cried in grief and utter despair. The wind blew cold and she cried and shivered as twilight dimmed her lonely kitchen and tomorrow autumn would turn to winter.

He was always a good boy who loved climbing tall trees and shooting aliens and monsters with the gang.

Once when he was 13, he picked a fistful of Mrs Stevens daffodils on the walk home from school and banged on the front door to peeve his poor mother. As she opened that damn door her heart melted as her little boy says I love you mum and he holds out the flowers. He has the face of an angel with those beautiful kind eyes like his father.

He had always loved his mother with all his heart. She’s been putting daffodils on his grave each Wednesday for three years even on rainy winter days. He would be turning 26 in May.

Free Souls

electric fluid1Online we become our human essence we are our pure thoughts and ideas, only limited by words and pictures and our ability to express, but otherwise we are free spirits. Our spirits may fly and connect around the planet with others we would otherwise never have known and a universe has opened in a miracle.

Out the door lays the material world and by contrast seems to mock us and say “No I Am The Truth” and claims back our flighty hearts and souls and demands we suffer traffic and noise and other people and work and hurriedness and money. It proclaims some loftier superiority over our humble lives and demands we ‘work’ and are slaves to money. The soul retreats and we wonder if all that we are online is mere flights of fancy and our dreams shrivel yet again.

The ‘real’ world is the dominion of the senses. We seek to gratify the body with pleasure and a rush. We seek sex in the physical but forgot the spiritual and the pleasure of the physical sensibilities reigns supreme.

We should see that the lesson here is that our souls have become trapped and dominated by this material physical world. Our own inventions – books, art, and now the Internet allow our minds to soar and wonder and imagine and find magic and connection on a different plane where new forms of consciousness bloom.

We must realise this and claim it before it is too late.