Speaking out without being Outspoken

Saying it simply, describing a personal sense of experience, acting congruently and exploring relative possibilities. These are expressions we can think of as self - intimate differences in each and every one of us. We all have the freedom to pursue, without malicious intent, any course in life and it's tste can never really be in dipute, that is, freedom is a right we all have and we should not use it to contain or limit the way someone chooses to see things.

Some things like the troubles in the Republican party are indisputably wrong and social justice is required to mediate an agreeble penance. At some time in the future, as was in the past, people will enjoy a world where emotional control resolves such issues. These crimes would not happen if isolation from society was the absoloute opposite of what each culture and every individual was doing. Growing closer. Course that's my opinion, just that the way we rush rubs us up the wrong way, you'll find otherways of saying it I'm sure.

Speaking out is being who you are. Being outspoken is simply not knowing when to be silent or it could happen becomes a person is unaware of the limits to their own understanding. We all, every day do a little conflabulating, making stuff up. There's an article in the new scientist if you want to know more on the subject.

Being outspoken is a weakness, primarily an inabiltiy to explore a subject, convinced of some pre-determined enlightenment you, they, we, must get. It's then easy to prove there's an inability to listen to or see more than one reason. Conversations then take a predictable route of presupposed logic; that the unreasonable can be more reasoned.

There is of course being out-spoken, politicians rarely suffer this they always have some defence but a mortal lack of substance, I like to think that a battle of wits would end with some new ideas being shared, that science, the human potential movement isn't all intellectual cock-waving, that there's a purpose for discussion. Any results, changes in perspective should be concepts that shape differences, not give us a new way of practicing old habits. I am outspoken with some friends, machine-gunning words in a bombardment of reasons, senses, molten feelings that overwhelm my racing mind until I'm struck dumb.

I take great strength from the feelings of the people of Israel. There they have spoken out against corrupt leaders, now gone. Where is this strict code in the UK? Here we have corrupt people in corrupt systems, once all our laws made some sense, now they are abused from political gain and manouvering to increase or protect the power base. How do you dela with such institutionalised corruption...my guess is we wipe the slate clean and get on with making something more decent from what we've learnt from the lessons history teaches us.

Peace, be at one with yourself, the illusion is what surrounds us.

New World Order

Well there it is I've put it in print, the ultimate terror threat, paradoxically a New World Order is the only hope of the common people.

Every day my hope grows stronger that enough is enough. All I know is there are limits to what people can do; my body is equipped to run at a certain speed, at the edge of endurance there is extreme danger of a total system failure. In exposure my internal thermostat will become erratic, my subsequent behaviour, deliriousness will bring death. At the peak of Everest, the world summit, the blood becomes like treacle and strain on the heart becomes the way I slowly kill myself if I don't get out of the zone in time.

Socially we are pushed to extremes, fed propoganda that these 'solutions' are our only democratic escape, our route out of the danger zone. Whole communities are manipulated, socially engineered for convenience, this easiness is the goal we live to experience. Whole cultures are systematically managed to industrial standards.

Plainly we are manipulated by faceless, automatons, driven by mechanical values, commercial opportunities and moral bancrupcy, financially indebted to everybody, commited to pay the select for leading us this way.
Our energy endlessly orbits a purposeless nothing, going nowhere in our community, creating no destiny, living without a common dream, withouty humanity - the very things that have driven civalization into being.
We live within a social vaccum created by the power base with elitist dreams, they call it social darwinism, a perceived process they believe like a religion that ensures the fittest survive and rise to the top, above all the chaos left in the wake of such a vain hope. We are at war and it is not a war of choice, that most democratic of rights. It is a war for volition, the freedom to be ourselves to live how we feel it best.
They blame it on the system and this is the key to the humane solution. Systems have been used by people for good and bad, people have made systems work, despite the overwhelming odds. We learnt how to overcome the impossibleness of space flight, great courage has turned tactical disadvantage to victories never imagined. Ultimately men and women operate the systems we live within.


Me or you do not need to be afraid of the growing tension, of the dream unravelling. This was not our dream and new dreams are woven from the threads we take hold of. The truth movement, common dreams, spiritual awakening, this is the inspiration for the information age, we can make use of data but spin is a different matter, a metaphor for something sinister.

This is going to be an extremely long post as I'm going to give my new trilogy an outing. It's a poetic collection for anyone who enjoys words.

The Mindscapes of Man PtI; Quarks and Larks in Apple Trees

Take a look at science and get into minds like Einstein
To me it’s frightening the blindness that we live by I can take raw energy and apply any theories randomly we can build an end to humanity but discover no sense of identity
Fashioning our paths from half truths and uncertainty.
The realms of possibility are a black hole in the space of reality,
Time collides along the boundary of our lourney to discovery.
Ideas of relativity don’t help me interact with anybody and quantum mechanics
just don’t help me manage.
If we can will such things to being can they bring us closer to meaning to what’s beyond an answer to every question,,,do these ideas seem alien?

As I look around surprised is the blue sky just bent light, is behaviour just a flight of fancy?
Who determines that E= MC. Squared or to the power of tew, shared this doesn't do enough for me and you. Spared the unbearable truth our awareness takes us through beyond the infinite and absolute, a blend of presence and absence - movement without resistance, sensuous harmony and a symmetry in mind reflections
A collective essence!
Overwhelming waves of experience that could brush with the lightest touch past your world of existence, animating the difference between what is and what isn't

RDS

The Mindscapes of Man Pt.II Shadows & Reflections

Just being alive we make our sacrifice and find ourselves amidst the strife of survival, in search of some universal symbol that gives life that regular feel.
Only casualties emerge in this living rehearsal, and still we play our part in the carnival,
with the heart of a wounded animal.
To be touched by all things physical.

Our dreams are the enchantment of starlight, of passions in flight.
sunshine spilling over the horizon, catching a cool air of wisdom.
A spark in the dark hollows of existence.
Yet, we wait for our vision to be realised to see with our own eyes hopes unfolding.
A transition of becoming for belonging.
Instinct and feeling for what we can hold and experience.

These punctuation marks of living…
Foundations of expression that mould impressions of resistance and persuasion.
Night-time breeds freedom from the logic of reason.
A Liberty for dreaming, imaginations riding wild on the wings of fortune.
Stirring winds whisper of a change in the heavens, opening doorways to new dimensions.
Knowledge growing from it’s own meaning blossoms.
Clouds form and unfold like new fashions in the rise and fall of natural patterns
Sensational waves build in hypnotic rhythm pulsing to new heights of perception.
To be broken on the shores of our ambitions.
Twisting emotions in vibrant animation, spiralling in a timeless evolution of something and nothing.

RDS

The Mindscapes of Man Pt.III Sign of the Times

Politicians should be tried for treason, maybe shot to appease the suffering.
What is the reason that we wait for a revolution that begins within?
In the space of a breath, between life and death, at the crossroads of every right or wrong turn a mans life can take.
For the sake of not feeling alone, anxious at home when there’s work to be done.
What freedom is lost and won.
How many rivers can dry to the bone, like so many scars worn, torn between two worlds.
A chaos and calm, storms lime a balm to the senses ,lashing their trace across the open landscapes. Taking the breath this unseen force, without cause drives home the wet heaviness, expressing emptiness until even that is gone. A beacon of hope flashes off and on, a lighthouse beams searching soothing gleam glimmers of what’s to come, reflections of the unseen shadows we become. Age robbing the beauty from every reason we have for getting old, growing cold and indifferent to the meaning of words, hot topics on planet earth.
A shaft of some subtle dream awakens, brings to life the sense of being an essence that is more than a living purpose, growing more momentous as we climb upwards, ever looking forward. Ahead is what awaits, what’s being constructed, becoming more fluid yet still rock solid, in permanence it is a monument to an atmosfear, the air around me, pocketed like a worn memory. It isn’t for what change bring we’re stuck in freeze frames or slow motion, indecisive beyond reason. It’s for what change takes away like happy endings, deluded in a sense that there is no end to the shifting, slipping into something different. Overnight or in a day Rome can be rebuilt, the question on everyone’s lips is a matter of will. A family moulded by loss and the cost of the war for the modern world, the rights to gold and oil to stand on foreign soil and call it one's own.Illuminati, the modern practitioners of alchemy, chasing the neumerologists dream like cats to cream.
Screaming their divinations of everything, nature’s universal theme of disease and famine and god’s favourite colour scheme, red sacrificial blood.
Denying, truth is happening, the evidence of global warming, begging questions of involvement, whether man can have any impact after we sack every forest, poison every well and source cutting dead all that had life.
We turn the earth to dust for the love of rust.
Burn all that remains so we can gaze into the flame and find the inner calm, replace the wild desires fierceness bristling down my neck and burning in my throat a familiar taste of decay, wash it all away.
Words are Weapons of Mass Seduction, rhetoric deflecting hot topics, why is it freedom attacked by terrorism or is this the gentle kiss of misinformation, a provocative courting before we feel the firm boot of coercion, kicking their ideas in or tranquilizing any spirited resistance surfacing. Propaganda spin to keep one in a constant state of guessing, unsure if we should really say anything or if it’s just imagined.



My call is to the citizens of American and the British people, the voting public to end this manic culture that has spawned from our misadventure.
Let’s ditch the deceit and secrecy of our leaders and begin sharing a global sense of human movement. Let’s take climate change as the measure of how creative we can begin to live. We can sustain ourselves as long as we aren’t throwing our future away on weapons research or a quest to find the ultimate virus. By smartly using what resource we have left we can build a vision of leaving something for our kids. We just need to make the commitment and take what steps we can, the future is in the hands of the young and the ingenious ways they will find to continue what we began.
Don’t vote or take part in their political charade. When the majority of the population do not vote, expressing a deep seated lack of confidence in the democratic process – the system must change or change the nature of how it is represented to us. I for one am willing to stand up for something better than this, to dare to dream of something more.

A PICTURE THAT MAKES ME SMILE

Good shot young man!

Poetry In Motion

Not that there is poetry in my motion but motion has a poetry of it's own.

History is not written on financial spread sheets but in the hearts and minds of people. Only modern democracy adores these figures and keep records of such accounts. Immesurable elements of life such as Love, Freedom and Humanity are taken out of the equation and wiped from the balance books.

This is a language that isn't fully understood by reasonable people. Maybe to cultures in the future it will seem like illegible nonsense.

In the race for financial, technological and military supremacy; freedom is ridiculed by war, humanity is distorted and peace is silenced by the context for violence. Love is promised, and forsaken in every aggressive act, each heartstring is plucked to reap an appeal to the mass emotion.

After the conquest, the tools and architects of evil are employed by the victorious force. The evil dreamer is not required by any political administration, only the science of translating cruel visions into real experience. Acquired knowledge of the brutal science quietly takes shape and the experiments continue in a new vein, how much suffering can be artfuly concealed by ambition?

The future of the world is hailed as a concern about ourselves driven by pop culture and governments. Far from protecting the people from such fears and tensions, they accelerate our emotional anguish with genuine acts of madness and calculated horror.

I once beleived that modern democracy was dancing with the devil, sister Liberty was absorbing fascism, before WW2, America had this dream, this fascination. A dream of global domination, whether in a belief of new technology, or the propoganda of supremacy being sought in many fields. America, maybe every American, longs to see the world as itself. The American Government took every tool and resource from Nazism it could lay it's hands on ater the war, this is part of the reason for the Cold War. Russia wanted blood, not 'political rehab',..Twisted people and practices then set to task in advancing, and eliminating any obstacles to the strategic position or goals of the USA.

Now, I believe this modern culture is the devil, we are each absorbed by the tune and the tempo of an inescapable dance, until we falter and are cast aside in favour of a less resistant dancer. We search for a rhythm and a partner, we ride out an existence in some kind of harmony, with the relentless techno beat pumping out an artificial, industrial kind of love we learn to embrace and reject in equal measure.

In Hitlers' momoirs he reveals certain techniques, employed by the Nazi propoganda machine. In one passage he describes how his 'Peace Movement' was designed to attract the audience, through strength and passionate appeal. The next step in the plan was describing certain political events in a way that his followers believed, in themselves that their position could not be tolerated. Ultimately, asking the Nazi Party to moblize a force for change.

Innocence is murdered by propoganda and bottled love is sold, for advantage or profit. Freedoms' flight is grounded due to unexpected turbulence...

Their politics - My position

The movements of the Government and Ministers.

Do I have to fill you in on the many discrepancies between good govenance and current practice?

Failures include - Inability to manage responsibilities, this systemic weakness affects every department. It also happens when ministers have their own agenda or are not sophisticated enough to operate sytems creatively, which means they can't learn from their mistakes.

Lying Once departments or ministers fail the first act is to set up some means of deflecting attention, diverting responsibility until everyone has ducked the issue, life goes on. Lies about how best we are governed or what is best for communities, the political agenda seems grotesquely different from the social agenda. Lying about their own interests and the way their power is used.

Corruption by allowing BIG chemical companies to suppress information about the drugs they sell us. By corrupting information to suit their own purposes, like what happened over the Iraq War. Allowing corrupt councils to operate policies that ignore the needs of local communities and create many social problems while, making it easy for investors to realise profits from the venture. By all this corruption an individuals own value of life is depreciated, life doesn't mean what it could.

Dishonesty Creating false arguments to prove the points they want to make, so that they can lever the changes they have planned. This is happenning with the International Convention of Human Rights, the government are allowing laws to be applied so that the public imagine that 'Human Rights' are ridiculous ideas that need changing for our own safety. I guarantee that your freedom is at risk unless we rise against this tide.

Human Rights mean we've all got the rights of the free people of the land. Abuse the freedoms' of the people of the land and you give up those rights. It's an injustice that allows a child in the world to die from hunger, while the life of a paedophile is saved, in the hope of change.

Dishonety in the way ministers avoid questions, and the workings of the political machine are kept from the attention of the public , this is in collusion with the media magnates. Remember, it's in everyone's financial interests to keep people servile. A person in a greater state of nervous tension makes a better consumer.

Here's a little snippet of what BIG business has been up to recently, it's sourced from 'ecologist', well done Zak Goldsmith and Co. Oh, don't forget this is all done with government blessings...

New findings about how Avian Flu has spread
Seems the spread of 'Avian Flu' is not spread through backyard production or migrating birds, it's path has been linked to the trade routes for Multi-national Industrial producers. Government science advisors have just backed Industry calls for small growers to become aligned with these multi-nationals. Strange...

Oil profits
Since the War in Iraq oil prices have risen 317%, America invests heavily in oil and profits from all trade on oil as, by Law deals are done in dollars. By law a man should have the right to choose...

Wierd Science
Lord Sainsbury who is Science Minister, the man who partly funded the Sainsbury Labatory at the John Innes Institute (Research). He also chairs a charitable body that funds science.
His science is mostly GM foods, remember he's also heir to the Sainsbury 's fortune, the supermarket giants..
Well now it's up and running, of course, he's done some funding and the Government, against popular opinion, allowed GM trials, good for Sainsbury's science. Now after funding part of his lab and government investment rising 3000% in this field of study, mainly at Sainsbury's lab, this area of science is promising profitable yields. If so, we will have funded Sainsbury's research which will make him profits as he sells this science back to us - wird huh?

Faulty Faculty's
Many science faculty's are funded/sponsored by corporations that have interest in such areas, Monsanto in GM foods and GSK in pharmeseuticals. Well it seems studies that disprove the claims these corporartions make about their products get shelved and the data manipulated to look good.

All this doesn't seem like good governance to me, you or I could do better right?

What is this life if not our most intimate expression of what we value most?

It seems strange to contemplate the world today, and find it as it is. Last night I began to read a book about the life of Ilya Ehrenburg, a Russian poet who lived through the revolutions and two world wars. His life is an extrodinary tale so far, I'm only on page 58!

I found this piece quite interesting, and it is probably responsible for my sombre contemplations.

"Some people tell us that we are being ruled by all-powerful men - by the Kaiser and Lloyd George, by diplomats, by generals and stock exchange magnates. I wish it were so. They are, after all, only human beings. Each one has the same pulsating organ under the left-hand pocket of his waistcoat. When they were children they all played games, and one day each of them will die. But this war is not being waged by humans. Today, I saw our true masters; endless chains of lorries, transporting men to the front, taking the wounded to the rear, carrying bread and carcasses of meat. The soldiers are merely the slaves of that machine. They serve it and feed it with their bodies. When I first saw a tank, I was perturbed: it was majestic and loathsome, archaic and ultra-American, a combination between Noah's Ark and a twenty-first century bus. Inside were twelve miserable pygmies, who naively imagined that they were controlling it."

It was written while he reported from the French front-lines in the great war. Today, the same war rages with different machines. Without soldiers on which to feed it is the people the population, who suffer wars terror.

The sea of violence that swept into Iraq is the chaos that is called Modern Democracy, an insip devaluation of culture, reason and meaning. The US and Uk, my home country weave their own political webs of deceit, that bind all civilisation . Democracy is fast becoming a fringe activity of the human/social movement...we're not an apathetic populus, just disillussioned, led astray from our own moral sense. Led by the nose to become what we despise, in the eyes of our children.

The Industrial Democracy is without the finnese to appeal to our senses, so it drowns out any difference to it's uniform rhythm. De-sensitised, people don't care any more just as long as the tastes, the sights and sounds are not overbearing. But the feeling, the feelings change.

I can't find it in me to support this emotional turmoil I call my homeland, I'm thinking it's time we, the people ruled our own hearts and minds.
To live by honest will, by a true justness and purpose. What need then of order if we can govern our own freedom by talking amongst ourselves and not paying some weak opportunist who'll sell out our rights for personal gain, power and privalege?

Look at today and all it reflects are the advertisements to consume and be consumed. To desire and not to question the purpose of that desire but to live it like it was real.

The conditions of reality are imposed through work and the dreams we are inspired to buy. Advertisers and retailers are staging an offencive, against our senses and sense of humanity. As well as being fed all the artficial additives and stimulants, we are fed the idea that we should ridicule alternative movements, ridicule alternative choices.

That's why I've decided to take my government to court, the best part of this is they sincerely believe they're taking me to court for non-payment of tax, they aren't going to believe their ears when the performance starts...

Thought for the day: There's no future in profit.

I'm going to continue this blog because no votes do count.

I'm doing this because I don't think a war in Iraq brings peace, I'm doing it because there are questions that the successive US and UK Governments have not answered. In these circumastances it's the people who are left to shoulder the doubts.

I'm doing it because a Democratic system of Government needs to run by popular consensus, not marginalised institutions. Yes that's right the people are marginalising this dysfuntional body called party politics.
I'm doing it because in this world, at these times the emotional investment and returns are not good enough to keep financing, there's another way to live this life.

Expression, social or intimate creates meaning. For Labour or Conservative to say ecology is important and then take no action is to express no value in ecology, not even their personal ecology between words and actions. Yeah, yeah David Cameron rides a bike, yep he looks good on it doesn't he? Riding his energy efficient bike all the way to the poll booths.

Nothing in modern politics is simple, they've forgotten the KISS rule - what would it take to change every lightbulb in the country to efficient ones and ban the use of any others?

Could you charge for energy on a sliding scale, getting heavy users to pay more than light ones, yes but that's maybe too easy.

The greater good of humanity is frittered away in search of profits and our relationship with the world, our connection with the earth is changing.

No Votes Count because they never listened when they had the chance, once the people decide to take control again they've got no chance.

Where does the corruption end, where does the conspiracy begin?

I've been reading about the home office blunders that might have allowed 4 of the London bombers to walk free from prison - and the lies that were told to the public at the time. (the bombers, we are told had no previous form).

I've also been reading about the plight of Robin Page, a local councillor who's been gagged by central government policy. How democratic is a process where the conduct of elected officials is regulated by unelected bodies and panels?

It's plain our domestic and foreign policy doesn't work, so why do no politicians face this fact, because they can't consider any alternative, they dont have any creative passion for people just obsessive dreams of correctness.

Don't wait to be sold out by your government, withdraw the investments they waste and let's pull the plug on their cosy system of 'jobs for the boys', it's not just Tony's cronies we have to watch out for...

Warming to the world

Wednesday 3rd May 2006

Some days just can't go wrong...today started in a rush, one of those times when you never feel properly prepared before you leave the house.

For ther first couple of jobs I bean with a little niggle at some rising complications but the work became easier. Instead of things falling apart they fell into place. I thought I was playing catch up with work but found myself ahead of where I expected to be, by lunchtime...even the weather looked ominous today but the sun's now cracking the flags.

Today is a day to feel good about being alive in a world that holds all hope and keeps your dream alive.

After writing this I'm going to switch off this machine and find an excuse to be outside...it would just be the next step in my quest for freedom, a sense of liberty from duty and responsibility.

Since democracy began it's steady decline (Spring 1977), the parties that held power have not achieved any sense of governance, the meaning of the word has been distorted to suit the needs and incapacities of people and parties seduced by sleazy corporate blessings and attention.

Governance would mean setting a range of tarriffs on power use, for all. Investing in sustainable sources...we're told all about the good of recycling, hmm, why is recycling the least effective way communities can reduce their impact? It's because the real message is 'keep buying and let's pretend there's nothing wrong.'
Reduce how much of a drain your life really is...
Reuse the things you sometimes throw away, things that can be fixed.

The government are responsible for setting the social life cycle, if it wasn't for environmental concen we would probably be pedalling faster towards a diminishing future.

What counts is...

2nd May 2006 ~ 1817. Burning New Hopes

Welcome to a new world of political freedom.

Freedom to express any sense of the governance people suffer or to shine a light on the policies that are killing people. You'll notice I refer to governance not government...governance is a mechanism of our social system, govenment is not a system of people governing. Government in the UK today is a system for administrating economic policy not social value, perhaps this is why people find little value in how it works, what it means.

Do I need to underpin the faults? widen all the cracks you already percieve in this fragile world...I prefer to make my expression count and to let you know who counts what, which way.

No votes count is a project to harness the many voices of dissent, the non-voting public of Britain. To give meaning to our movement away from traditional parties, processes and perceptions.

When the majority of the British public refuse to vote for a costly and wasteful system of government, will we the people be allowed to govern the future we all work towards?

It's time for a new wave of thinking to sweep the corrupt and bloated agencies off the political map. The expression of human reason isn't a logical position it's an emotional need.

Thought for the day - there's no I in TEAM...but there is a ME.