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		<title>Steve Jobs Dead iEpitath</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Oct 2011 08:21:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Alan Forrest Smith</dc:creator>
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<p style="text-align: center; "><img alt="Steve Jobs Dead" width="500" height="378" vspace="4" hspace="4" src="http://www.alanforrestsmith.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/Young-Steve-Jobs2.jpg" /></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Steve Jobs Is Dead.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">As I woke groggy, my head surrounded by 4 huge feather pillows, my woman arms wrapped tight around me, lips pressed against my skin I reached over to grab my &#8230; iPhone 3gs!</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">She wants to make love, I want to check email&#8230; Steve Jobs, you have a lot to answer for!</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">The one thing that makes me not feel too bad is I know I&#8217;m not alone in this very 21st century dilemma!</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Apple&#8230; Steve Jobs has changed the World!</span></span></p>
<ul>
<li><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">We need rebels.</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">We need out of the box thinkers.</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">We need academic delinquents.</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">We need those that go left while the World goes right.</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">We need those that say NO as the crowd says yes.</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">We needs eccentrics, inventors, creative, thinkers that believe in possibility.</span></span></li>
</ul>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">There are MP3 players and there are iPods</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">There are cellphones and there&#8217;s the iPhone</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">There are computers and there&#8217;s the Mac</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">There are laptops and there&#8217;s the MacBookPro</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">This World needs people that create excitement, passion, adrenaline and gives people the ability to anticipate one day when a new product is released.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Steve Jobs and his stuff certainly did that for me.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">I love Apple simply because they don&#8217;t care, they just do it.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">I said to my 76 year old father this morning, dad Steve Jobs has died. He replied who is he?</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">I said to my 22 year son (as I sneaked in his room to reclaim my iPhone charger) Steve Jobs has died.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">In a second he sat up despite being in a solid sleep state and said &#34;shit, shit, shit, NO, NO&#8230; really honestly, O.M.G.. His eyes filled with tears and he went back to his pillow rolled over and closed his eyes!</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">In a world of</span></span>&#8230; <a href="http://www.alanforrestsmith.com/blog/2011/10/steve-jobs-dead-iepitath/" class="read_more">continue reading</a></p>]]></description>
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<p style="text-align: center; "><img alt="Steve Jobs Dead" width="500" height="378" vspace="4" hspace="4" src="http://www.alanforrestsmith.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/Young-Steve-Jobs2.jpg" /></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Steve Jobs Is Dead.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">As I woke groggy, my head surrounded by 4 huge feather pillows, my woman arms wrapped tight around me, lips pressed against my skin I reached over to grab my &#8230; iPhone 3gs!</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">She wants to make love, I want to check email&#8230; Steve Jobs, you have a lot to answer for!</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">The one thing that makes me not feel too bad is I know I&#8217;m not alone in this very 21st century dilemma!</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Apple&#8230; Steve Jobs has changed the World!</span></span></p>
<ul>
<li><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">We need rebels.</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">We need out of the box thinkers.</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">We need academic delinquents.</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">We need those that go left while the World goes right.</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">We need those that say NO as the crowd says yes.</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">We needs eccentrics, inventors, creative, thinkers that believe in possibility.</span></span></li>
</ul>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">There are MP3 players and there are iPods</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">There are cellphones and there&#8217;s the iPhone</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">There are computers and there&#8217;s the Mac</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">There are laptops and there&#8217;s the MacBookPro</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">This World needs people that create excitement, passion, adrenaline and gives people the ability to anticipate one day when a new product is released.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Steve Jobs and his stuff certainly did that for me.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">I love Apple simply because they don&#8217;t care, they just do it.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">I said to my 76 year old father this morning, dad Steve Jobs has died. He replied who is he?</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">I said to my 22 year son (as I sneaked in his room to reclaim my iPhone charger) Steve Jobs has died.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">In a second he sat up despite being in a solid sleep state and said &quot;shit, shit, shit, NO, NO&#8230; really honestly, O.M.G.. His eyes filled with tears and he went back to his pillow rolled over and closed his eyes!</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">In a world of blandness, greed and the pursuit of me, Steve Jobs I salute you. You inspired kids to a level I would want my kids to look to.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">When a man can inspire out of sheer love of his fascination of design and human creativity for others you have a great man, a very great man.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">He may I have interuppted my love life but it has been worth it.</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Steve Jobs has his name etched in the scrolls of heaven itself. </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Thank you Mr. Jobs, your light was bright and I for one am grateful.&nbsp;</span></span></p>
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		<title>Past Present Now</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 31 May 2011 13:46:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Alan Forrest Smith</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center; "><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">&#160;<img width="600" height="514" vspace="5" hspace="5" align="middle" alt="" src="http://www.alanforrestsmith.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/window.jpg" /></span></span></span></p>
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">According to the BBC today, in the year 2030 food prices will double, so what are you going to do about it?</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">Also on the BBC today they are marking the anniversary of the doomed Titanic.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">Interesting don&#8217;t you think?</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">Interesting in this way.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">I know a man named Derek who talks about how things used to be, how things were and how it was all great, nice and wonderful in the past.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">He tells me with a lack of positivity and belief that things will be fine sometime, someday.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">It&#8217;s a very zoomanic process, dream of days gone, hope for days ahead with nothing but being distracted right now.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">Distracted by the web, by facebook, by email, by TV, by jobs, by radio, by anything apart from knowing and being there right now.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">Of course this is the way of today, right now, Zoomanity. Focus is always somewhere else apart from here right now.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">The problem with looking back is it gives a feeling of what was or even loss. The problem with focusing on the future only it gives a feeling of what can be not what is right now.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">This is the way of Zoomanity, the gift given to us by the repeatists. I&#8217;m just back from a caf&#233; where two women were sat near by. They talked and talked and talked about how things used to be. Then in period between both sat in silence almost in reflection their own losses.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">Yet there they were, two beautiful</span></span>&#8230; <a href="http://www.alanforrestsmith.com/blog/2011/05/past-present-now/" class="read_more">continue reading</a></p>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center; "><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">&nbsp;<img width="600" height="514" vspace="5" hspace="5" align="middle" alt="" src="http://www.alanforrestsmith.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/window.jpg" /></span></span></span></p>
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><br />
</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">According to the BBC today, in the year 2030 food prices will double, so what are you going to do about it?</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">Also on the BBC today they are marking the anniversary of the doomed Titanic.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">Interesting don&#8217;t you think?</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">Interesting in this way.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">I know a man named Derek who talks about how things used to be, how things were and how it was all great, nice and wonderful in the past.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">He tells me with a lack of positivity and belief that things will be fine sometime, someday.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">It&#8217;s a very zoomanic process, dream of days gone, hope for days ahead with nothing but being distracted right now.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">Distracted by the web, by facebook, by email, by TV, by jobs, by radio, by anything apart from knowing and being there right now.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">Of course this is the way of today, right now, Zoomanity. Focus is always somewhere else apart from here right now.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">The problem with looking back is it gives a feeling of what was or even loss. The problem with focusing on the future only it gives a feeling of what can be not what is right now.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">This is the way of Zoomanity, the gift given to us by the repeatists. I&#8217;m just back from a caf&eacute; where two women were sat near by. They talked and talked and talked about how things used to be. Then in period between both sat in silence almost in reflection their own losses.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">Yet there they were, two beautiful women with everything to live for right then in that moment with their minds focused on the past.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">Can you see how Zoomanity does that? The BBC today I mentioned at the start of this little observation. They want us to take our mind into the past and almost mourn the passing of this huge ship the Titanic and also they ask us to look ahead to 2030 with a fearful mind based around the fact food will double.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">Fear based thinking which can only produce a lower vibration of human. That&#8217;s exactly what Zoomanity requires, wants and has for us.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">So the question really is where are you right now? I mean in your mind and heart. Are you where you used to be and want to go back to in the past? Are you seeing yourself in a distant place in the future that can only bring you into the mindset of lack because you want, want, want?</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">That&#8217;s the way of Zoomanity.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">What will you do about that? Can you be aware and more alert to the nature of what gets fed into our minds, into your mind?</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">Are you happy in the past?</span></span></p>
<ul>
<li><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">Are you happy in the present?</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">Are you happy right now?</span></span></li>
</ul>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">Just a thought, just an observation.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">If you have a comment I&#8217;d love to hear it?</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-size: medium; ">Escape from Zoomanity &#8230; A book that changes everything!</span></span></p>
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		<title>Judge or Observe</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 13 May 2011 11:22:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Alan Forrest Smith</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Human Potential]]></category>

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<p style="text-align: left; ">&#160;</p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">As I walked along the side streets of Manchester, I see a pathetic looking youngish man sat in his own filth, in the doorway of Aramani clothing. Ironic I thought, two extremes living side-by-side, extreme poverty and extreme blatant consumer wealth.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">The next day the long haired, long bearded man was there again. The very next day he was still sitting there in broken silence waiting to be moved along by the 5 foot wide security guard and treated like some kind of under-life that should never be seen or heard.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Every day I walk past, the guy wrapped in a filthy blanket, sitting on the big stone step at the door of Aramani, he is there.</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">I have to admit I talk about him to my partner. I say things like&#160;</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">&#34;I wonder how he got there?&#34;</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">&#34;Surely he can get out of his situation?&#34;</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">&#34;How can a man allow himself to go so low?&#34;</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">&#34;He might be homeless but is there a need to be so dirty?&#34;</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">This raises a question.</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
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<p style="text-align: left; "><strong><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Am I judging or observing?</span></span></strong><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">You see there are lots of things seen with the eyes, lots of things recorded into the ears and stored into the brain and lots of things talked about in coffee shops across tables covered in little brown circles where the last coffee drinker sat just moment before.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Let a lot of what we talk about is based on the thoughts of others, based on hearsay, based in a visual moment that is then translated into</span></span>&#8230; <a href="http://www.alanforrestsmith.com/blog/2011/05/judge-or-observe/" class="read_more">continue reading</a></p>]]></description>
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">As I walked along the side streets of Manchester, I see a pathetic looking youngish man sat in his own filth, in the doorway of Aramani clothing. Ironic I thought, two extremes living side-by-side, extreme poverty and extreme blatant consumer wealth.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">The next day the long haired, long bearded man was there again. The very next day he was still sitting there in broken silence waiting to be moved along by the 5 foot wide security guard and treated like some kind of under-life that should never be seen or heard.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Every day I walk past, the guy wrapped in a filthy blanket, sitting on the big stone step at the door of Aramani, he is there.</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">I have to admit I talk about him to my partner. I say things like&nbsp;</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">&quot;I wonder how he got there?&quot;</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">&quot;Surely he can get out of his situation?&quot;</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">&quot;How can a man allow himself to go so low?&quot;</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">&quot;He might be homeless but is there a need to be so dirty?&quot;</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">This raises a question.</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
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<p style="text-align: left; "><strong><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Am I judging or observing?</span></span></strong><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">You see there are lots of things seen with the eyes, lots of things recorded into the ears and stored into the brain and lots of things talked about in coffee shops across tables covered in little brown circles where the last coffee drinker sat just moment before.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Let a lot of what we talk about is based on the thoughts of others, based on hearsay, based in a visual moment that is then translated into a thought pattern that usually is preset by the kind of life, environment or upbringing we have been through or conditioned to accept.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Yet there is a difference between judging and observing. When we observe we look at things from a wider view. We see the big picture, we measure it up against what we know and if we don&#8217;t know and are smart enough we take the time to discover and find out the answer to what we don&#8217;t know.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">The observation of things makes us aware, it moves our senses and energizes our thinking in ways that only another sense can translate. Yet to truly observe we need to unplug, become impartial and see each action, each moment as it really is not as it appears.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Lets go back to the man in the door of Aramani.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Two days ago I decided to do something. I went into a shop and got some foodstuffs. I have plenty and probably eat too much anyway so I bought a bottle of vitamin C packed fresh orange, a protein loaded chicken and bean sandwich and of course my favorite addiction, a small slice of carrot cake.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">When at the cashier I had this put into a bag on its own. As I walked out I headed to the young man, approached him smiling, bent down so my face was on the same level as his face and spoke to him.</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">&quot;There you go mate, enjoy&quot;</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">He was thrilled, smiled, woke up. His eyes came to life, his ears opened, his lips parted and thanked me. I always get tearful in these situations, then we talked.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">&quot;How did you get here?&quot; I asked.</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">&quot;If I told you, you just wouldn&#8217;t believe me&quot; he replied in a quiet, calm and very well spoken tone.</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">&quot;I used to be a property broker, I had a huge home in Cheshire but everything I owned was on loan or lease. When the property market went down I went down with it. Everything I owned- but never really owned- got repossessed. My wife, EX-WIFE, couldn&#8217;t live without the big life, she went away with an ex-friend of mine. As time went on I had no credit, no friends,I&#8217;m an only child, my parents died years ago. Then I got to the stage where cash just ran out, not a bean, I went from millions to below zero and now life my life in the negative&quot;</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">&quot;WOW&quot;, I replied &quot;so why are you living on the streets?&quot;</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">&quot;I have everyone and anyone chasing me for debt despite my huge bankruptcy. Even my ex-wife won a claim for 3 million pounds despite the position I am now in. I&#8217;m living like this to hide away, drop-out until I sort myself out&quot;</span></span></p>
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</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">As you can imagine, I was totally gob-smacked to say the least. I put my hand on his shoulder, wished him all the best and walked back to my luxury apartment, filled with great food and my own stuff but more so loaded with guilt and shame of the way I had maybe judged him over the past few weeks.</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Now when I see this man I observe.</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">I observe the life of a man troubled, hammered, war-torn by the recklessness of Zoomanity. The lack of care in a world driven by greed, an endless compulsion for more and a drive to reach what is coming next. The consumerism of zoomanity.</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">The man is living a life created by his own actions. Yes he could and he will find a way out I&#8217;m sure of that sometimes we have to live the experiences to really understand and get life.</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">His life was based around the conditioned implants of zoomanity, the quest for tomorrow and what tomorrow will or should bring. Wealth and riches equals happiness yet here was a man that had it all and is living a life of misery? He believed the myth and fell for the dream.</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">He will become a better man for his new experience on the streets that&#8217;s for sure. Yet when you see, observe or talk about man like this on the streets can you become a better person for observing the bigger picture or do you simply not care enough to want to know? After all, most of zoomanity will never even raise an eyebrow, turn a head or lower themselves to observe the reality in another moment.</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Judgment or observation, how do you know? Put it this way, when most of us make a judgment it is usually based on an expected way we are conditioned to act or react.</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">An observation will sit in silence, use all the sense to make sense of a moment. Does the man want to be on the street, filthy and battered? Of course not.</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">We all have a life to live but do we use our life to give? A hand on a should can transform the mind of one person in a single moment forever.</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Of course, this is just an observation on my part. Right? Wrong? I&#8217;m not sure but I&#8217;d love you hear and read your opinion below.</span></span><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><br />
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">Alan Forrest Smith</span></span></p>
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<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">www.EscapefromZoomanity.com &nbsp;</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; ">It&#8217;s Begun!</span></span></p>
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		<title>Salvation Searchist</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Mar 2011 12:15:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Alan Forrest Smith</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>So the search continues.</p>
<p>There she goes, jumping on another plane, heading to another strange, hot location in search of something.</p>
<p>In 3 years she has walked out of her job, changed her friends and acquaintances, flown over 3 continents, read and underlined and noted countless manuals, hired an endless list of guru mentors to guide her, almost climbed mountains, felt her faith vanish and then grow, then vanish then grow and when all is settled &#8230; off she moves again.</p>
<p>When asked about her search she always replies&#8230;. &#8216;I know I&#8217;m close&#8217; &#8230; then carries on looking for something.</p>
<p>Sound familiar? The salvation of oneself. The bettering of oneself. The growth of oneself.</p>
<p>Yet the problem with this searching is very simple.</p>
<p>Each of us are a human being with extra-ordinary capabilities. There are times when we need to be guided into a path that will show us the keys to unlock our greatness.</p>
<p>But the truth is we are all unique. We look the same, eat the same, drink the same, all have a heart, brain and arms but the fact is what works for one &#8211; as precise as it may be &#8211; may not work for another and usually rarely works the same for another.</p>
<p>So she or he will carry on the search, looking to uncover, discover, recover themselves until they finally reach what they will feel is their own salvation.</p>
<p>Here&#8217;s the problem.</p>
<p>When the search goes outside of yourself, it rarely results in discovery at the end of a search.</p>
<p>The reasons are quite simple.</p>
<p>Most if us have the capability to find our own peace. That own path starts inside of yourself. That could mean facing up to certain issues, previous events, inherited habits and more.</p>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">So the search continues.</p>
<p>There she goes, jumping on another plane, heading to another strange, hot location in search of something.</p>
<p>In 3 years she has walked out of her job, changed her friends and acquaintances, flown over 3 continents, read and underlined and noted countless manuals, hired an endless list of guru mentors to guide her, almost climbed mountains, felt her faith vanish and then grow, then vanish then grow and when all is settled &#8230; off she moves again.</p>
<p>When asked about her search she always replies&#8230;. &#8216;I know I&#8217;m close&#8217; &#8230; then carries on looking for something.</p>
<p>Sound familiar? The salvation of oneself. The bettering of oneself. The growth of oneself.</p>
<p>Yet the problem with this searching is very simple.</p>
<p>Each of us are a human being with extra-ordinary capabilities. There are times when we need to be guided into a path that will show us the keys to unlock our greatness.</p>
<p>But the truth is we are all unique. We look the same, eat the same, drink the same, all have a heart, brain and arms but the fact is what works for one &#8211; as precise as it may be &#8211; may not work for another and usually rarely works the same for another.</p>
<p>So she or he will carry on the search, looking to uncover, discover, recover themselves until they finally reach what they will feel is their own salvation.</p>
<p>Here&#8217;s the problem.</p>
<p>When the search goes outside of yourself, it rarely results in discovery at the end of a search.</p>
<p>The reasons are quite simple.</p>
<p>Most if us have the capability to find our own peace. That own path starts inside of yourself. That could mean facing up to certain issues, previous events, inherited habits and more.</p>
<p>I knew a person like the girl above that felt the need to run from everything in life. When things got to comfortable, she moved on. Her destructive nature became a noose around her neck and she always felt it was her own fault that something, somehow, somewhere was calling her.</p>
<p>Tracing the issue was easier than she could have ever believed. It actually began with her father and then become impacted in guilt through her mother. This loaded guilt would become so heavy for her at times it would force her into depression always believing the guilt was her own and not the inherited guilt it really was.</p>
<p>She ran and ran and ran and ran. Finally she came to a stop, the stop was a moment, a moment of realization that all the running and searching in this world was leading to the same place. It had become a huge cycle of pain and destruction with moments of happiness in between.</p>
<p>She was broke. She looked ill. She was suffering.</p>
<p>Finally while in a clinic for depression she became so low she took her own life.</p>
<p>Sad end I know.</p>
<p>She was a human being run and adopted and guided by the machine called Zoomanity. The past 6 years of her adult life became a pursuit of the outside. She never come to know that the change always takes place within.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s a small fractional, microscopic moment where the human consciousness awakes and becomes aware of what is really taking place.</p>
<p>You know the moment where you say &#8230; &#8216;I&#8217;ve had enough&#8217;</p>
<p>Yet we are constantly guided, being sold to, being shown a better, bigger way to happiness. When and if we hit what they promise the results is salvation through the result.</p>
<p>I wonder how many lives are lost through this pursuit. Chasing, searching, pursuing the goal set by others? When in reality the ultimate search begins within.</p>
<p>When something happens to you do you ask why? Then do you ask why again? Then do you dig deeper and deeper and ask why again?</p>
<p>The truth is there are always answers and ways and truths yet the &#8216;truth&#8217; is rarely outside yourself.</p>
<p>Just a thought. Just a moment. Just an observation.<br />
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<font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Right, wrong, share your thoughts below.</font></p>
<p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Alan Forrest Smith</font></p>
<p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Authour and creator of www.escapefromzoomainty.com</font></p>
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		<title>Arab Armageddon or End of The World</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Mar 2011 16:52:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Alan Forrest Smith</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Bullets fly over his head time and time again. Thud, crunch, smash each time another and other bullet hits the wall in front of him. It leaves the old man with a feeling that at any point soon the bullets will break down what remains of the wall finally ending his life. <a href="http://www.alanforrestsmith.com/blog/2011/03/arab-armageddon-or-end-of-the-world/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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The old man is sitting, cowering, hiding, lying low on the street. His head barely concealed behind the fallen wall.</p>
<p>Bullets fly over his head time and time again. Thud, crunch, smash each time another and other bullet hits the wall in front of him. It leaves the old man with a feeling that at any point soon the bullets will break down what remains of the wall finally ending his life.</p>
<p>He looks out only to see not one, not two but at least a dozen bodies close by.</p>
<p>One is, was his wife.</p>
<p>Another is the slain body of a small boy.</p>
<p>What a mess, what another bloody violent mess.</p>
<p>Just another day in Libya March 2011</p>
<p>Arab Armageddon or is this the end of the World as we know it?</p>
<p>The reality is there&#8217;s not a lot new in this yet there is a lot new in this at the same time.</p>
<p>Change has always been a feature of mankind. Civilizations have fallen and big ones at that.</p>
<p>Mighty Babylon where is it now?<br />
Powerful all conquering Assyria what happened?<br />
All conquering Rome, has all but vanished!<br />
Alexanders Greece<br />
Pharaoh&#8217;s Egypt<br />
&nbsp;Or to bring it right up to modern times &#8230;<br />
The great Russian Bear&#8230; not so mighty anymore.</p>
<p>Things change they always do.</p>
<p>Yet right now the World feels different.</p>
<p>A new fresher, different approach to change and transformation brought along, pushed along, speeded up by the world of fast travel media.</p>
<p>Those without can now sit in awe watching those with on YouTube. They see, they thirst and they want.</p>
<p>The reality is no one really wants war, death or blood on the street but for some the only way to change is through violent revolt.</p>
<p>Yet after the revolt what has changed?</p>
<p>The pattern of repeated behavior continues. New government arrives after violent uprising. The people have their change. Time moves forward, the people become unhappy and again the pattern is repeated.</p>
<p>Can change be possible?</p>
<p>Yes of course and this time change has to come from within. When I say within, there are light bearers around us that live in peace. </p>
<p>When I say light bearers I&#8217;m not talking about marketers that are now using the words of truth, light, purpose and more for the sake of money, no!</p>
<p>I&#8217;m talking about those that have already challenged this world and won. They have created their own peace, life and stability within a violent world.</p>
<p>And when the world of man gets fed up with repeating, repeating and repeating they will turn to new ways, ways of the peaceful, the gatherers of new thinking in old ways.</p>
<p>It might feel like Arab Armageddon right now yet this is another moment of change that could be the agent of change that ushers in a new era. I wouldn&#8217;t presume to play prophet or elevate myself to say I know, I don&#8217;t.</p>
<p>Guns don&#8217;t work. Violence don&#8217;t work. Revolt don&#8217;t work.</p>
<p>The old man behind the wall. He&#8217;s 72 now. It&#8217;s not the first time he&#8217;s been shot at and had bullets flying over his head. It is the first time he has seen his wife dead amongst a dozen or so bodies, he&#8217;s broken, he wants to die.</p>
<p>Next time we look for leaders when we choose leaders of the revolution it can only results in more revolution. History has proved that. Now is a time for man to look at himself. Cleanse himself. Refresh himself.</p>
<p>Look to deeper sources, source within that will create, generate and feed mankind with the leadership it truly requires.</p>
<p>Arab Armageddon or the end of the world. I&#8217;m not sure, all I know is my heart bleeds every time I see another death on a dusty street from so-named freedom fighters only to find the freedom becomes a new version of the old prison.</p>
<p>The end of Zoomanity and the return, resolve and restitution of humanity is coming.</p>
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		<title>The Anthropoid Polyhistor</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 31 Jan 2011 17:25:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Alan Forrest Smith</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[This is the part of you that knows, that has always known, that has been covered, been locked away, been held back so many times by the thoughts of others.

Yes you are learned and you your historical learning is your route to a better life. Even more important is the feelings within you that you have put aside, you have ignored and you have rarely listened to.

This is the time for you to tune in and make changes for the sake of your own life and the lives of those around you. <a href="http://www.alanforrestsmith.com/blog/2011/01/the-anthropoid-polyhistor/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Lets face it, men are men, women are women and since the days of our creation or appearance the basics have never changed.</p>
<p>Technology, the world, the way we live now that&#8217;s a change a real change.</p>
<p>Pressures to win, to do, to survive coming from all fronts.</p>
<p>Meet Declan. He&#8217;ll share his story with you.</p>
<p>7 years ago I began a job in the city of London. Honestly I loved it, adored it even. I would have to wake at 5:45am each day to start my trip in the city at around 7am.</p>
<p>The trip was cool at first, the excitement and rush of being part of the masses made me feel good.</p>
<p>I would get to my office at 8:30am and the pressure of the day would start the second I walked through the door. The first six months was mind-blowing.</p>
<p>Hard work, hard play, I loved every moment. I even met my gorgeous sweetheart at the office parties.</p>
<p>Then after a year I would start to get tired, I was slowing and feeling not as fit and healthy as before. I suppose that was the big fat-filled sandwiches and after work drinks and smokes taking its toll.</p>
<p>4 years on I&#8217;m 38 years old, the love of my life has left me because I over-worked and never gave her the attention I should have.</p>
<p>I have 3 credit cards all maxxed-out. I can&#8217;t remember the last time I went away on holiday.</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve piled on weight, my 6 pack looks like a keg of beer, my hair is thinning and my skin is grey with stress.</p>
<p>What went wrong?</p>
<p>I was told if I lived my life this way it would be amazing. Turns out I was just another city slave, slaving for my masters. I had to leave due to ill health. They never missed me, I never heard from them. It&#8217;s time for me to re-think my life.</p>
<p>Interesting story from Declan, yet will ring true in so many ears. Yet the reality is this is how Declan was told his life would be great if he worked in a good job, gave it 100%, almost dedicate his life and time to it, get paid well for the long hours but today, now he has lost the love of his life, he feels his health has deteriorated and looking in the mirror he see someone he no longer recognizes.</p>
<p>This is life in 2011, a reflection of an average reality.</p>
<p>It no longer works.</p>
<p>Man has been spoon-fed an unreachable dream surrounded by nirvanic visions of mass consumption.</p>
<p>Yet the dream cannot ever be reached. A new phone is followed by a new version of the phone. Same with TVs, cars, appliances, holidays and almost every other consumer sold.</p>
<p>Bigger, better, newer and cleaner than clean, improved, better than ever!</p>
<p>It&#8217;s the world of 2011 yet it&#8217;s clear things need to change.</p>
<p>Yet we are being told, sold and encouraged always to make changes yet who is it that encourages us?</p>
<p>Does the new feed of change come through sellers in shops, sellers from stage, those in power or&#8230; YOU?</p>
<p>You will hit a point, you might have hit the point when you simply say or feel you have had enough.</p>
<p>This is the moment your inner being is finally awakened, its the moment when you have to and must decide what direction to take.</p>
<p>There are two options.</p>
<p>1. Get a grip and get back to work.<br />
2. Embrace your Anthropoid Polyhistor</p>
<p>What?</p>
<p>This is your very learned human.</p>
<p>This is the part of you that knows, that has always known, that has been covered, been locked away, been held back so many times by the thoughts of others.</p>
<p>Yes you are learned and you your historical learning is your route to a better life. Even more important is the feelings within you that you have put aside, you have ignored and you have rarely listened to.</p>
<p>This is the time for you to tune in and make changes for the sake of your own life and the lives of those around you.</p>
<p>Ignore it you lose health, loved ones and more</p>
<p>Embrace it and accept change is coming your way.</p>
<p>Yet we are surrounded by a system that makes us nervous, unaware and resistant to change of any kind.</p>
<p>The reality is life is change, change is life. The way you face up to change can be the making or breaking of you. Fail to see and accept the change and your life can be as good as over. Embrace and devour the changes and your life could be starting again from a new, fresh and enlivened perspective.</p>
<p>By the way Declan got his sweetheart back again.</p>
<p>He left his job.<br />
He left his old life.<br />
He left his old habits.</p>
<p>No drink.<br />
No smokes.<br />
50 pounds lighter Declan is a new man, he also has his woman, they are living a life in a spectacular fashion.</p>
<p>To live a live that&#8217;s extraordinary you have to do something extraordinary.</p>
<p>That of course is up to you.</p>
<p>I hope this article, thought, observation helps you in some way. I love feedback, please let me know and if you enjoy post the article on your Facebook page.</font></p>
<p>Alan Forrest Smith</p>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Jan 2011 17:04:25 +0000</pubDate>
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<p>Here we go again.</p>
<p>Another 365 days that start with a promise, a promise to self usually about how incredible, how amazing, how wonderful this year will be over the last.</p>
<p>Jane felt that way 7 years ago and all the years since.</p>
<p>She&#8217;d been through a horrible divorce. On the back of that her company she worked at for 17 years collapsed. Then just to make matters worse another very personal disaster came into her life and left a huge gap to follow.</p>
<p>That was all in the year 2003.</p>
<p>Jane recalls on the eve of 2004 of making a new resolution to create a new business, a new career and a new life, god did she need a new life and fast!</p>
<p>Sounding familiar?</p>
<p>Anyway it was the eve of 2004 and Jane had created a vision board, written down her plans, she could see all the new things that she not only wanted but really needed and needed fast!</p>
<p>It had to be different this time, this year could NOT be the same as the last.</p>
<p>The party, the celebrations, the promises, kisses and hugs of new years eve came and went.</p>
<p>January 2nd, 3rd and 4th Jane was on fire, bursting with energy, making promise after promise to herself.</p>
<p>By the 15th, 16th and 17th she was fading and fading fast.</p>
<p>The date was now 27th of January 2004 and Jane was back to square one.</p>
<p>Fed-up, down, low and sick and tired of her life.</p>
<p>Back to her job. <br />
Back to her singledom. <br />
Back to her total, absolute frustration! </p>
<p>By the time March arrived Jane despised her life with a passion. Sad I know&#160; but that was the truth, hers, Jane&#8217;s reality.</p>
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<p>Here we go again.</p>
<p>Another 365 days that start with a promise, a promise to self usually about how incredible, how amazing, how wonderful this year will be over the last.</p>
<p>Jane felt that way 7 years ago and all the years since.</p>
<p>She&#8217;d been through a horrible divorce. On the back of that her company she worked at for 17 years collapsed. Then just to make matters worse another very personal disaster came into her life and left a huge gap to follow.</p>
<p>That was all in the year 2003.</p>
<p>Jane recalls on the eve of 2004 of making a new resolution to create a new business, a new career and a new life, god did she need a new life and fast!</p>
<p>Sounding familiar?</p>
<p>Anyway it was the eve of 2004 and Jane had created a vision board, written down her plans, she could see all the new things that she not only wanted but really needed and needed fast!</p>
<p>It had to be different this time, this year could NOT be the same as the last.</p>
<p>The party, the celebrations, the promises, kisses and hugs of new years eve came and went.</p>
<p>January 2nd, 3rd and 4th Jane was on fire, bursting with energy, making promise after promise to herself.</p>
<p>By the 15th, 16th and 17th she was fading and fading fast.</p>
<p>The date was now 27th of January 2004 and Jane was back to square one.</p>
<p>Fed-up, down, low and sick and tired of her life.</p>
<p>Back to her job. <br />
Back to her singledom. <br />
Back to her total, absolute frustration! </p>
<p>By the time March arrived Jane despised her life with a passion. Sad I know&nbsp; but that was the truth, hers, Jane&#8217;s reality.</p>
<p>What, why and how had it gone wrong again?</p>
<p>The answer is very simple.</p>
<p>You see we, you are all creatures of habit. That means if we practice something for more than 15 days consecutive we are in a habit.</p>
<p>Jane had been miserable for nearly 12 long months. That&#8217;s a habit forming pattern magnified 24 times.</p>
<p>What had taken place was powerful embedding of a powerful thought. The thought was this&#8230; &#8216;my life is terrible and can&#8217;t change&#8217;</p>
<p>Imagine saying that to yourself time and time again at a subconscious level? Saying things like &#8230;</p>
<p>&#8216;I&#8217;ll never get another man&#8217;<br />
&#8216;I&#8217;ll never have money in the bank&#8217;<br />
&#8216;I&#8217;ll always hate this job but I need to do it for the cash&#8217;</p>
<p>Repeat, repeat, repeating those deep embedding, wasteful, hopeless mantras to herself time and time again.</p>
<p>The affect of this kind of behavior is huge, life changing and life imprisoning. Jane was and is in prison of her own making.</p>
<p>And here she is again, new years resolution yet you know why she won&#8217;t be able to win the battle for new-ness in 2011?</p>
<p>It&#8217;s the very same reason most resolution&#8217;s are rarely kept. It&#8217;s this.</p>
<p>Most resolutions are made under the pressure that we are supposed to have a resolution is a promise that this year or an old habit will be and can be won over. The problem is the world and it&#8217;s granny are all saying and doing the same thing because they are expected to do so. Maybe not a bad thing but let me ask you do you make a resolution when people keep saying to you&#8230;</p>
<p>&#8216;so what&#8217;s your new years resolution then?&#8217;</p>
<p>Then we feel under a certain amount of pressure to make one and try to keep it going.</p>
<p>The second and more important reason is very simple. It&#8217;s impossible to create a long lasting resolution until the old imprisoning thoughts have been totally, completely removed and put the back of your mind and almost removed from your life.</p>
<p>How do you do that?</p>
<p>Stop ignoring the facts, let go of the history, remove the valueless thinking that we have been shaped or molded by an event of the past.</p>
<p>To us, right now that might seem true but the reality is it can&#8217;t be true.</p>
<p>The deep embedded thinking of Zoomanity holds us tight and in it&#8217;s control. It&#8217;s dangerous and come be overcome but it must be, it has to come from a deeper place of change. A will, a way and moment where we deiced to take an alternative route in our lives for the greater good.</p>
<p>This road is rarely if never easy but can be a road traveled by anyone waiting true change.</p>
<p>A relationship will arrive if we let go of how our last man or woman dumped us. If they dumped it simply meant they were never our man or woman, they did usd a favor!</p>
<p>If we lost our job of 17 years, so what. That&#8217;s an alarm call of how important it is that no other institution should control our life and now is the time to take back control away from the corporation.</p>
<p>Are you seeing a pattern here now?</p>
<p>A resolution is a RESOLVE.</p>
<p>What are you resolved to do in your life?</p>
<p>When a country is resolved they will not, they refuse to be re-directed, shifted or wavered because the resolve is spoken or written it is already made in the heart of the man.</p>
<p>Can you change your heart?<br />
Can you shift and move and cleanse out the old habits, the myths of your past?<br />
Can you face zoomanity head on, face-to-face and really truly take control of your life for once.</p>
<p>Then and only then can you or anyone make a lasting resolution for any new year.</p>
<p>Has this helped you? I really hope so. I love feedback, please tell me what you think.</p>
<p>Alan Forrest Smith</font></p>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Dec 2010 17:33:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Alan Forrest Smith</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It's been momentous and wondrous, I can adore and savor the flavors of those moments looking back.
The dramas, the tribulations, the bitterness and hate of other people, the love and adoration of the few. The highs and lows, the beauty and the beast. The rich, colorful painting of 2010 and the remnants it has left within my body. <a href="http://www.alanforrestsmith.com/blog/2010/12/2010-reflections-of/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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I&#8217;ve loved 2010</p>
<p>It&#8217;s been a crazy, crazy, enlightening, brightening, discovery, uncovering and revealing and period of my life.</p>
<p>May I share some of my &#8216;moments&#8217; with you? </p>
<p>In no particular order &#8230;</p>
<p>Reflections <br />
Letting go <br />
Awakening <br />
Bankruptcy<br />
Dicri Absolut<br />
Cyprus<br />
Jarl <br />
Author<br />
Beautiful Lovers<br />
Children<br />
Poetry<br />
Photographs<br />
Trees<br />
Isolation<br />
Loneliness<br />
California<br />
Howard from Heartmath<br />
That poor duck<br />
Asana Tea Shop<br />
Anarchist Caf&eacute;<br />
More hippies<br />
Scotland<br />
Motorbikes<br />
Tattoos<br />
The Gap<br />
Escape from Zoomanity<br />
Book deal<br />
Life Resurrection book 2.<br />
That idea<br />
Dropping dead Business contacts<br />
Facebook<br />
My kids<br />
Being Dad<br />
New direction<br />
New home<br />
Happy<br />
Smiles<br />
Tears</p>
<p>And people that have featured in my year&#8230;<br />
Mum<br />
Dad<br />
Christian <br />
Elliot<br />
Oliver<br />
Lily<br />
Jarl (thank you)<br />
Lazarus (you are my insanity-like-reflection)<br />
Bob<br />
Mark<br />
My beautiful and patient ladies<br />
George Bernard Shaw<br />
James Joyce<br />
Michael Van Clarke<br />
Brandon<br />
Dusty<br />
Armand<br />
Jay Conrad Levinson<br />
Jeannie Levinson<br />
Gareth Owen (I love you mate) </p>
<p>And to top off my year I&#8217;ll be home in the land of real men and kings my beautiful Scotland for New Year.</p>
<p>What a year. </p>
<p>It&#8217;s been momentous and wondrous, I can adore and savor the flavors of those moments looking back. <br />
The dramas, the tribulations, the bitterness and hate of other people, the love and adoration of the few. The highs and lows, the beauty and the beast. The rich, colorful painting of 2010 and the remnants it has left within my body.</p>
<p>As I stand here now writing I recall things, moments, decisions, people moments with a genuine tear in my eye. Tears for survival and tears for happiness. 2010 is a year where the past has been finally uncovered and faced, revealed and honestly spoken, where lessons of life will be embedded into me forever.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s been incredible to understand the Gap of a man, face the gap and walk through the gap a stronger person.</p>
<p>To understand what it is to have an empty and at the same time see my full cup of life, to reflect on what could have been only to see the outcome was always perfect and to finally remind myself that one day death will also knock upon my own door so when it does can I, will I be able to stand before God and deliver my life as a full book not an empty pad of dishonest gain and deceptions.</p>
<p>I thank God for life itself, 2010 for me has been a life lived to the fullest, lovers sharing, caring, holding, caressing and eating the foods of life with me for those magical moments I am truly grateful.</p>
<p>Facing the battle of being forced into submission of a humiliating bankruptcy from bitter, hard, vile individuals that cannot, will not and maybe never accept that change is life and life is change. For this lesson I am eternally grateful to be able to walk out of the other side smiling, happy and more enriched as a human being than ever before.</p>
<p>2010 was also the year I went home and recovered ME the Scotsman. I went back to Scotland to discover who I really am, where I really came from and what my true sense of roots and foundations were based upon. Scotland you have my heart until death, thank you Caroline for helping me into that, you are always my magic highlander.</p>
<p>2010 was also the year after many years I finally awakened to the insidious nature of a certain seminar businesses that are designed only to remove cash from the pockets of those in a room. As the dark conversations on sales and how many sales became a competition for how rich can I get by selling to the masses became a full on speaker competition for sales, sales and more sales. I finally realized that the days of persuasive selling to those looking for help are finally over. They no longer serve the people, no longer serve the good, no longer guide, help or give back to a people that are already battered, bruised and bloodied by a careless hapless world.</p>
<p>Now the escape, escape from zoomanity. My new book written from the heart to move, encourage, chance, redirect, awaken, enliven and even humour those that decide to read it. Every page of this book has a tear from my heart emebedded on it. So much to write but not enough written. I hope it&#8217;s loved and recieved by mankind as a relfection of a moment of a man. (www.escapefromzoomanity.com) </p>
<p>It&#8217;s been a wondrous year of action and glory, love and lovers, travels and traveled, skies and clouds, calms sea and storm like oceans and peaceful reflections.</p>
<p>I am grateful for it all.</p>
<p>I now sit here looking into 2011 with hope, optimism, controversy in my hands, new book, new ideas, new concepts, dreams, schemes and wonders of child-like quality.</p>
<p>Its been powerful. It&#8217;s been tearful. It&#8217;s been soul stirring, it&#8217;s been heartbreaking, it&#8217;s been up building and destroying yet I know this one thing that I want to share with you.</p>
<p>My book is full. My pages are packed. My life is a smile, a mirror of optimism and newness.</p>
<p>What, where, how&nbsp; or anything you have passed through this year you can let it go forever. Take it as a time stamp on your life of where you were, where you are or where you&#8217;ve been.</p>
<p>Those that let you down, those that loved you, the trials, tribulations and pains of life itself.</p>
<p>Don&#8217;t worry. This is just life teasing, playing, caressing and taunting you. It&#8217;s asking you to battle, win, lose, overcome and enjoy.</p>
<p>I understand, I&#8217;ve lived a live of adventure more than most. I know how you feel.</p>
<p>Together lets embrace 2011 and draw a line and start from the point your at right now. Not start again, not forget the past but build on what has already been.</p>
<p>Shall we?</p>
<p>Thank you for listening if you have thank you for reading if you did, thank you for caring enough to reply if you do.</p>
<p>2011 is another road that is just 365 days in length. I hope to see you on it with me. Travel well, stand strong and don&#8217;t ever forget &#8230; live the life you truly deserve.</p>
<p>Alan Forrest Smith<br />
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Nov 2010 10:37:58 +0000</pubDate>
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The Gap</p>
<p>Susan sits alone in her apartment. Head between her hands, alone, in tears, alone.</p>
<p>Her man has gone, gone for good and he won&#8217;t be coming back.</p>
<p>Susan feels her days are empty, her chest filled with fear of being alone, in the morning, during the day and the long endless evenings only to be finished in a huge bed with no man to hold her, touch her, squeeze her and whisper into her ear words of love.</p>
<p>He has gone, gone for good and is never coming back.</p>
<p>The sad thing for Susan is this&#8230; this is the 3rd time she has faced this scene, it&#8217;s become like a movie on a loop, the past 11 years have been the same.</p>
<p>She finds her man, gives him everything, loves every part of his body and soul, shares every desire, every dream, every waking and sleeping moment.</p>
<p>She did that with all 3 and all 3 have left.</p>
<p>That&#8217;s her life, she has accepted it and now she&#8217;s alone.</p>
<p>Not for long though.</p>
<p>Susan will recover in a week or so. She&#8217;ll date in a week or so and as always (because she&#8217;s sexy as hell) she&#8217;ll find another man, just as good as the last, stay with him for 3 or 4 years and then the cycle will repeat.</p>
<p>Male or female&#8230; sound familiar?</p>
<p>Let me explain.</p>
<p>From the day we are born we are in a relationship. With mother, with father, with brothers and sisters, friends relatives and then lovers and our children if we have them.</p>
<p>You are never out of a relationship</p>
<p>When a relationship breaks down we experience something. That something is a thing I have called THE GAP. </p>
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The Gap</p>
<p>Susan sits alone in her apartment. Head between her hands, alone, in tears, alone.</p>
<p>Her man has gone, gone for good and he won&#8217;t be coming back.</p>
<p>Susan feels her days are empty, her chest filled with fear of being alone, in the morning, during the day and the long endless evenings only to be finished in a huge bed with no man to hold her, touch her, squeeze her and whisper into her ear words of love.</p>
<p>He has gone, gone for good and is never coming back.</p>
<p>The sad thing for Susan is this&#8230; this is the 3rd time she has faced this scene, it&#8217;s become like a movie on a loop, the past 11 years have been the same.</p>
<p>She finds her man, gives him everything, loves every part of his body and soul, shares every desire, every dream, every waking and sleeping moment.</p>
<p>She did that with all 3 and all 3 have left.</p>
<p>That&#8217;s her life, she has accepted it and now she&#8217;s alone.</p>
<p>Not for long though.</p>
<p>Susan will recover in a week or so. She&#8217;ll date in a week or so and as always (because she&#8217;s sexy as hell) she&#8217;ll find another man, just as good as the last, stay with him for 3 or 4 years and then the cycle will repeat.</p>
<p>Male or female&#8230; sound familiar?</p>
<p>Let me explain.</p>
<p>From the day we are born we are in a relationship. With mother, with father, with brothers and sisters, friends relatives and then lovers and our children if we have them.</p>
<p>You are never out of a relationship</p>
<p>When a relationship breaks down we experience something. That something is a thing I have called THE GAP. </p>
<p>The gap is a very real hole that we have a huge urge to re-fill when empty. The emptiness is painful, it&#8217;s debilitating, it&#8217;s heartbreak at the most humanly intense level.</p>
<p>Our first instinct when faced with the gap is to fill it. Once we have filled it so many times and lost it so many times rather then fill the gap we allow fear to tell us to leave the gap empty. </p>
<p>We either fill and repeat or we leave empty and suffer loneliness &#8211; both can kill a persons spirit and can be hard to recover from.</p>
<p>Susan above does just that. The gap arrives, she goes and searches for her next man to fill it. She&#8217;ll repeat that until she hits the fear of &quot;if I have another relationship and he leaves, I will have to face this pain again&quot;</p>
<p>The cycle is destructive yet the good news is &#8230; it can be avoided and even repaired.</p>
<p>The world of Zoomanity is very firm.</p>
<p>They say fill the gap, go get another man or woman that will show them what they lost. Play around, fool about make them jealous and so on.</p>
<p>This is foolishness and cruel on your heart.</p>
<p>Lets look at this different.</p>
<p>When the gap arrives rather than fill it, leave it.</p>
<p>Observe yourself and work out what is going wrong in each relationship. Get a pad and paper and be very honest here.</p>
<p>Write a list of things in life you NEED. I mean for example I need to be in close contact with my woman. If I don&#8217;t have that need fulfilled I struggle.</p>
<p>What are your needs?</p>
<p>As daft as some might be write them all down and be truthful.</p>
<p>Example</p>
<p>I need &#8230;</p>
<p>A huge kiss each day<br />
A huge hug and kiss every time I see my man or lady<br />
To walk with my man under the stars<br />
To hold hands everywhere we go<br />
Etc</p>
<p>Now your list might be 35 notes long, that&#8217;s fine.</p>
<p>Now go over the list and tick each one your previous partner fulfilled. Also tick the ones they didn&#8217;t fulfill.</p>
<p>I think you&#8217;ll be shocked.</p>
<p>I did this a year ago after a heartbreak and found out of 35 things only FOUR of my NEEDS were being fulfilled. Interesting right?</p>
<p>So what we have in front of us might be something that fills the gap with what we want yet it never at a much more human level gives us what we NEED.</p>
<p>Zoomanity loves you to be in &#8216;cycles. This is part of the game. Feed them crap through the media, TV, magazines and general dumbing down of the human being. This places you in the &quot;way we should react to things&quot; when in fact it isn&#8217;t.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s about you.<br />
It&#8217;s about the human spirit.<br />
It&#8217;s about the power you have to not just survive but thrive.</p>
<p>Susan will only do that if she embraces the gap, finds out who the human Susan really is and grows from there.</p>
<p>How about you?</p>
<p>Do you have the gap?<br />
Do you want to fill your gap fast?</p>
<p>Zoomanity offers you nothing, idols of Big Brother and the glorious soap box.</p>
<p>Humanity offers you reality and the moment to grow, discover and develop your humanity.</p>
<p>Ultimately &#8211; it&#8217;s up to you.</p>
<p>Susan will repeat and repeat and repeat. She&#8217;s a zooman.</p>
<p>She can escape, you can escape, we can all escape from zoomanity.</p>
<p>Embrace the gap. That might now be you and if it&#8217;s not feel free to share this on your social media pages or forward as an email.</p>
<p>Did it help?</p>
<p>Let me know.<br />
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<p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br />
Alan Forrest Smith<br />
International Speaker &amp; Author of<br />
Escape From Zoomanity<br />
www.EscapefromZoomanity.com</font></p>
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<p>Updates and News with Alan Forrest Smith.</p>
<p>I have so much to share with you today I have no idea where to start.</p>
<p>I&#8217;d just like to share with you if that&#8217;s OK with you? If not delete me forever!</p>
<p>What I do know is this&#8230; I have taken time out to think and regain myself at a much deeper level than ever before.</p>
<p>I have discovered how to strip out the crap in my life, the myth, the trickery, the fakery and return to humanity.</p>
<p>This will reflect in my relationships personal and business but ultimately if you follow me (I know one or two of you) do you are going to notices even more changes than usual. I know if you know me &#8230; you won&#8217;t be surprised!</p>
<p>
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The NEW Stuff From Alan Forrest Smith<br />
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<p>3 New Books</p>
<p>&#62;&#62;&#62;Book No1. </p>
<p>Escape from Zoomanity which is almost complete.<br />
( more at www.EscapefromZoomanity.com )</p>
<p>Escape from Zoomanity is all about you taking back control of your life. It&#8217;s about you discovering your own humanity and creating the life you need to thrive. It&#8217;s about freedom and excitement. It&#8217;s about you! Story after story, lesson after lesson, Escape from Zoomanity is maybe the most revealing piece I have and will ever write.</p>
<p>I am working on this as I write to you. Also I am being guided by the same editor and writing coach that worked with Tony Robbins, Bob Proctor, Mark Victor Hansen, Dan Poynter. She is incredible, the best!</p>
<p>Ann is working on my next two books with me.</p>
<p>===================================<br />
&#62;&#62;&#62; Book No.2 Life Resurrection <br />
(even more to come very soon on that)</p>
<p>If you have been through devastation in your life and are not sure how to rebuild&#8230; <a href="http://www.alanforrestsmith.com/blog/2010/11/news-from-alan-forrest-smith/" class="read_more">continue reading</a></p>]]></description>
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<p>Updates and News with Alan Forrest Smith.</p>
<p>I have so much to share with you today I have no idea where to start.</p>
<p>I&#8217;d just like to share with you if that&#8217;s OK with you? If not delete me forever!</p>
<p>What I do know is this&#8230; I have taken time out to think and regain myself at a much deeper level than ever before.</p>
<p>I have discovered how to strip out the crap in my life, the myth, the trickery, the fakery and return to humanity.</p>
<p>This will reflect in my relationships personal and business but ultimately if you follow me (I know one or two of you) do you are going to notices even more changes than usual. I know if you know me &#8230; you won&#8217;t be surprised!</p>
<p>
====================================<br />
The NEW Stuff From Alan Forrest Smith<br />
=====================================</p>
<p>3 New Books</p>
<p>&gt;&gt;&gt;Book No1. </p>
<p>Escape from Zoomanity which is almost complete.<br />
( more at www.EscapefromZoomanity.com )</p>
<p>Escape from Zoomanity is all about you taking back control of your life. It&#8217;s about you discovering your own humanity and creating the life you need to thrive. It&#8217;s about freedom and excitement. It&#8217;s about you! Story after story, lesson after lesson, Escape from Zoomanity is maybe the most revealing piece I have and will ever write.</p>
<p>I am working on this as I write to you. Also I am being guided by the same editor and writing coach that worked with Tony Robbins, Bob Proctor, Mark Victor Hansen, Dan Poynter. She is incredible, the best!</p>
<p>Ann is working on my next two books with me.</p>
<p>===================================<br />
&gt;&gt;&gt; Book No.2 Life Resurrection <br />
(even more to come very soon on that)</p>
<p>If you have been through devastation in your life and are not sure how to rebuild it &#8230; this is a must read message.</p>
<p>In 4 years I personally passed through, divorce, bankruptcy, losing my home, losing my family, losing my friends, losing my faith, betrayal of a lover and for a period of time losing my kids.</p>
<p>People die from just one of those losses. I have not only survived them all but grown, discovered and expanded through them to create a wonderful life as an International speaker, author and traveler.</p>
<p>Your life can be recovered, re-built and created in a way you might be thinking just isn&#8217;t possible. This is a must read for a mankind in pain and loss.</p>
<p>You&#8217;ll hear more over the next few months.</p>
<p>=============================================<br />
&gt;&gt;&gt; Book No.3 The Art of Power Positioning</p>
<p>This is being co-authored with Jay Conrad Levinson, god father of guerrilla marketing.</p>
<p>This is me getting back to my roots in business and will show you how to position your business into a position of power from zero, with no office, no staff and no Bentley or rolls Royce on the drive.</p>
<p>I went from Landscape Gardener and new salon owner with no experience to Number one position in the town. I went from Hairdresser to globally acclaimed, No.1 copywriter in less than 18 months.</p>
<p>This is a message that can literally take your current business, old or new into the stratosphere in 30 days or less.</p>
<p>You&#8217;ll hear more about this very soon.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m heading over to Orlando very soon to complete ALL THREE books over a 6 day session. It&#8217;s going to be hugely exciting.<br />
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<p>Summer Trip</p>
<p>And over the summer I had nearly 10 weeks out in California on a writing retreat alone while I completed my own resurrection to the stage I am now at.</p>
<p>Next year I&#8217;ll be doing more and living the life I need to be alive and thrive until my final day!</p>
<p>More on the trips very soon!<br />
=========================</p>
<p>So as you can see I have been busy.</p>
<p>I have just posted a new article on my main blog &#8230;</p>
<p>www.AlanForrestSmith.com</p>
<p>and I also have shorter article now on my new blog at &#8230;</p>
<p>www.EscapefromZoomanity.com for you to read over. These small pieces take around 10 seconds to read abut hopefully will stay with you for a whole day.</p>
<p>============<br />
Alan Live<br />
============</p>
<p>This year I have taken a back seat from the stage especially &#8216;sell-a-thons&#8217; deigned only to make the speakers rich. Of course like most people I want the cash but you&#8217;ll know longer see me selling anything from stages.</p>
<p>The reasons for me are simple.</p>
<p>Stage selling is an art. It&#8217;s the art of persuasion. The room is to be filled with the those looking for more. In my experience the majority don&#8217;t need what speakers sell, the majority need to recover themselves and find service that will guide them.</p>
<p>This is where the ART comes in. Selling to those using the masterful art of persuasion. I don&#8217;t like it and won&#8217;t be part of it any longer.</p>
<p>All my future speaking events are to be based on four things.</p>
<p>1. Service<br />
2. Ethics<br />
3. Value<br />
4. Truth</p>
<p>My next speaking events will be my own only or as special guest or keynote speaker slot.</p>
<p>A speaking tour is to be announced the week we launch my new book Escape From Zoomanity in New York 2011.</p>
<p>(I will be having an Escape Party in Times Square&#8230; you are Invited &#8230; More Soon)</p>
<p>==================<br />
Finally (for now) I have re-packaged and thought over Orange Beetle and also getting back to my roots as a premium consultant, strategist and ideas man. That&#8217;s what I have always really been.</p>
<p>The copywriter tag stuck from others and has always been there. Despite the fact I write copy (some say the best) it isn&#8217;t really a true reflection of what I am about.</p>
<p>The new Orange Beetle will be just that, new and back to my roots as a premium marketing thinker.</p>
<p>The new site will be live in around 14 days time.</p>
<p>That&#8217;s about it right now although there are a long of things going on.</p>
<p>=============</p>
<p>Finally I would like to encourage you or GIVE-COURAGE to you.</p>
<p>Despite what you or your life or your business is going through right now, every single thing is changeable, it can all be changed.</p>
<p>All it takes is a second, a split second. In that split second is the point where you realize and then move forward with change.</p>
<p>Maybe you are not sure how to or where to go for change? That&#8217;s fine. Change mostly comes to you but you must allow for change to flow through you.</p>
<p>The problems are created when we feel the change and we stop it from taking place.</p>
<p>I know pain, I have had it and suffered it so I understand. I also understand that your life is possible to be lived the way you need it to be lived.</p>
<p>Being alive, thriving not just surviving any longer.</p>
<p>Hold on tight with me. I can ramble on I know that but I have been on, am in and looking to continue a wonderful life experience that has overcome a lot of enforced and unexpected changes.</p>
<p>Life has never been so exciting for me. I&#8217;d love to continue this journey with you as one of my readers.</p>
<p>Stay around for more excitement and guidance for you and your life.</p>
<p>I wish you the very best.</p>
<p>Alan Forrest Smith</font></p>
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