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Salvation Temple

Roll up, roll up, it’s time for the greatest show on Earth. It is coming, it is here, it has arrived.

Andrew Reynolds has been a pal of mine for years now. In fact I know – I am his hero ;-)

But is Andrew Reynolds a new Barnum, a real English eccentric building the greatest show on Earth?

This Friday around 8,000 (not a typo) seminar attendees will be flocking to his show, the greatest show in town at the O2 arena London. www.Bootcamp09.com

His marketing has been a master craft exercise to watch and as I have watched and read his letters and campaigns, week after week culminating on Andrew giving away his £125,000 Custom Bentley from stage.

This is a marketing EVENT, a moment in time that most seminar providers will look at awe in. I have been sent a VIP ticket and backstage pass to hang out and meet old and new pals. I will be there (come say hi or punch me on the nose ;-)

But as I prepare to come down to London I can’t help put myself in the shoes of those attending.

This is the salvation temple, this is where new worship takes place. The speakers are the gods and in their hands lands salvation of the followers.

As attendees get excited by the prospect of going, the atmosphere, the networking, the hope of meeting and speaking to one of their gods in the temple I wonder what is really going on inside their HEADS.

Salvation from?

People go to seminars for answers. The meaning of life, the meaning of money, the meaning of anything. They believe their salvation is always wrapped up in some future… continue reading

Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes

These are very interesting times don’t you think?

As the 43 year old rusty boat sailed along the cold, harsh Atlantic ocean, a small trickle of freezing arctic water began to seep through a small gap that was barely big enough to fit a small finger into.

As the sailor stood in the dark, damp hull trying to plug the hole with his old ‘proven’ filler he could hear  the sound of more water coming from behind him.

He turned, shone his torch only too see more small leaks coming through bulging patches that had already been repaired time and time again over the past few years.

The problem was this.

As he fixed one, the others were leaking … what was he to do? If the water carried on at the rate it was coming in they would at some point sink.

He didn’t think so, in fact he carried on like this for another 14 years.

One morning he kissed his wife goodbye. He said to her what he had said to her for the past 20 plus years.

Goodbye. I love you. See you in 3 days.

He never came back. His rusting, patched up, rotten boat sank without trace never to see the daylight again.

These are interesting times.

It’s clear the old ways no longer work.

As we watch the politicians and bankers run around like headless chicken trying to desperately prop up a system that is on the brink of sinking forever.

Why are they so interested in banking and your numbers? Why do they advise so heavily time and time again about how you should invest or play with your cash? Do they care?

No they don’t care, they only care about them, nothing more, nothing less. That is why the politicians… continue reading

So when we think bad stuff, it holds us in a grip, when we do bad stuff, we can feel it deep inside, when we plan bad stuff, it’ll come back to get us at some point. Continue reading

John’s a bit of a hippy. Long dirty hair, old leather sandals, cloth clothing from a sheep on a mountain somewhere proclaimed to be organic. Washes once a week in cold water whilst eating hummus, peppers and other raw foods.

John’s a hippy but a good guy. I like him.

His philosophy is very simple. Peace, love and happiness.

Me and John talk a a lot. I find him intriguing.

John says he rejects religion. He was brought up as a Catholic. His Catholic schooling give him a life long fear of ‘religion’, not God.

John says …

"It’s not about God, it’s about the Universe, it’s about the new paradigm, it’s about being part of a community.

To some extent I agree. To another extent I don’t.

One thing I noticed about John is this (and he won’t mind me saying), he has a very fixed way of living his life and rarely shifts away from that way.

He dresses a certain way, mostly in something Mongolian a remote village somewhere. He only eats organic foods. He rarely cooks his foods. His actions look like ‘PACK’ actions. He loves his community that all claim to be unique yet at the same time all dress the same, all eat the same, all think almost the same and all read the same books. They watch the same movies, they go to the same training events, they are like a pod of Dolphins moving in unison.

Yet John tells me he hates organized religion.

So organized religion has a set of, lets call them rules. The followers of a faith are then expected to follow the rules. The followers will then live their life thinking about how do the rules affect their daily behavior.

Even the way some religions… continue reading

His skin and lack of facial hair gave his age away. 15 Years old, covered in teenage spots, teeth held together with a brace, hair gelled at least 8 inches above his head a nervous smile and then he spoke.

"winning this talent show means everything to me, it’s my life" said the 15 year old, the 17 year old, the 27 year old and the 47 year old on X-Factor the talent show that trawls through the disillusioned, the talentless, the blatantly freakish and the microscopic few that are half decent and marketable.

I think.

It seems almost everywhere you go these days we have people that have become obsessed with the idea that fame equals happiness.

"All I want is to be known, to be famous, to be a star"

They crave attention, adoration, love, recognition of some kind. And there are those that can gain this almost instantly.

Like the kids covered in head to toe in tattoos that gain the head turning, jaw dropping moments as they walk through the mall begging to be looked at and admired by their peers but repulsed by their adults.

The young girls that walk almost exposed at levels that used to only be for the bedroom, again heads turn, jaws drop, eyes pop and the adults are shocked as they see the blatant hype that a youth has believed that ‘just’ sex makes the wanted.

And almost on every corner, at many ages this 21st century disease of the GenerVeneration can be seen almost everywhere.

How can it be that a teenager would say on live TV that winning a competition is his or her life especially when they clearly have no talent? Their mother, father, step mum, step dad, brother, sister or gang of pals tells… continue reading

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