Cain was jealous of his brother Abel. Cain killed him, battered him senseless until the life God had given them, had left him forever.

I sometimes wonder how Adam and Eve felt about that? Their sons, literally minutes in time after creation itself, and man begins the route of death and killing one another.

The scene was now set for death by unnatural cause to become part of humanity.  As time moved forward, death by one man, death by an army, death by a nation became feared yet accepted. The solution to those deaths was usually to retaliate with more death, thus relentless ride of death gripped, held and still holds mankind in its grip.

I was just thinking, can you imagine being in the thick of a battlefield with swords? Arms, legs, heads would fly past through the endless spray of blood and if you survived you’d become blood thirsty for more or sickened to the core with the sight of another man losing his life before your very eyes or even your own swords.

And it all so simple today!

The slightest threat, the lightest word said in anger, the waving of a fist of even coded talk deciphered to say something it never actually said (W.M.D.) and the buttons are pressed, boom, bang another wave of destruction more wives, more parents, more children, more young lives ended in a hail of bullets.

Zoomanity loves that, the old ways of a very modern Alexander the greater than any other nation where the fat bloated generals, the warped mind of a weapons scientist and the public school boy politicians sit around a table, investing billion upon billions into better, faster, easier ways to evaporate more people.

Even on today’s news the announcement of… continue reading

Before I explain let me share a small story.

I have a small very old book Called 16 self sketches by George Bernard Shaw. It’s a rare book, a small book but a very revealing book.

George Bernard shaw was well known for more thing than most will know. I loved the self sketch in his book about him trying to be come and finally becoming a speaker. He tells his story relating on how his knees would tremble as he sat in religious society meetings waiting to debate or political party meetings as he sat nervously waiting for the debate to arrive in turn to him.

But one small almost insignificant mention in his book reveals something about George Bernard Shaw.

In his book he calls himself uninteresting so decides it would be better to write about others in his life that were interesting. One of these people is his eccentric uncle. He comes and goes with stories of life, of women, of adventure but mostly the kinds of stories young George would only hear from his Uncle. Some stories were said to be so strong the young George could only listen in secret as his uncle shared his adventures to others.

Reading the book the uncle certainly was a rule breaker. He certainly took the family mold and expanded it. He certainly took his life and grew it into a booked packed with lust for life and adventure for discovery.

George Bernard Shaw tells how this uncle he rarely saw became a huge influence in his life. George wanted and adventure a more open life, like his uncle.

In other words his uncle became a bridge into a new way to… continue reading

The New Apocalypse 

So the leaders lead the country. They allow those in power positions to take control of their area of power. The banking, the banking structure, the banking managers.

The management of a bank is designed to do one thing only, make more money with your money. In return they will give you a small percent for the favor of using your cash.

Yet the banking system at lots of levels has proved its own failure. While the leaders of the banks play with your cash, they at the same time pay themselves huge, monster like bonuses. In fact so much at some times the bonus could buy enough maize, corn, rice to feed a dying nation.

They go home to their luxury homes at night, surround themselves in everything any man could ever want only to flick on the news to watch more starving, more poverty, more death only to comment "isn’t it so sad we can’t help them?" whilst drinking their 1974 vintage red wine at four times the regular price of wine.

The leaders know it’s wrong but if they take huge action the wave effect will be too great not only on their leadership but on a crumbling economy. To take action on the banking system would mean action against themselves. To take action on themselves will only ignite the fuse into self destruction. 

Should a revolution, another revolution take place? More anger, more violence, more misery, more death. The new revolt replaces the old revolt until another new revolt takes place in 20-30 years time.

What a mess, what a bloody stinking destructive mess.

And as the enslaved leaders of the free zoomanic world try and create more new patches for their sinking system the world of mankind… continue reading

Wow do you define news?

And when you define it what do you call it when in print?

Newspaper?

Do you have any interest in seeing a stars pants as she climbs out of a car?

Are you interested that another star has increased in weight size by 15 pounds?

Do you really need to know that another start is going through a rotten divorce and her husband is acting like a rat?

Or do you prefer to just get involved in the conversation of the who, what and how?

Clearly newspapers have a long history with a big readership what how is news defined in a newspaper?

The media have won the war of the mind on lots of fronts. Routine, acceptance, conditioning and repeatist zoomanic behaviors that are ultimately designed to make sales.

That’s it, the bottom line is sales. Really did you think the news about who is sleeping with you  and who wants to sleep with who is news for the nation?

I’m in England so lets take one daily cover subject; Cheryl Cole. Shes on everything, everywhere, every shelf. Not bad for someone that clearly doesn’t have a lot to offer to mankind.

Yet she is a human being with human feelings. She had a meteoric rise in the UK media and like all media in UK they want to reveal, peel back and uncover every part of her life for thew UK public.

She went through a divorce after her love rat, ball kicking first husband had been sleeping with anyone he could get his hands on. Or so the papers told us. So she rightly got rid of him.

She went into the USA to work on x-factor, after one show got fired for whatever reason (the reason doesn’t… continue reading

At 2pm on a hot, busy, Saturday, in an exclusive hotel in Knights bridge, London the second live preview of my new book, ‘Escape from Zoomanity’ took place to around 70 people.

It was exciting, a very different preview to the first and saw the audience completely engaged, almost sitting on the edge of their seats. 

We talked about world changes, historical conditioning, the ancient practices of repeatism, the self-proclaimed holy ones, the new gurus of life purpose, the old guru of internet nothingness, sex, politics, religion all of the banned, no no subjects within Zoomanity. 

We also talked about how Zoomanity has trapped mankind to the point almost all references to humanity has been squeezed out of us.

This was a powerful live review.

Comments were as follows.

"Absolutely brilliant"

"The world needs to hear this"

"You were talking about me"

"That was my life you spoke about"

"I related to everything you said"

"Hurry up and release the book"

"WOW… about time someone said this"

"The most intriguing talk I’ve ever heard"

There was more, that’s just from memory. I even revealed details of ‘Escape from Zoomanity’ Volume 2 & Volume 3.

The presentation concluded with a warm question and answer session.

There will be one more live preview before the book launch. If you’d like to experience, ‘Escape from Zoomanity’ … sign up for early notification and we’ll let you know where and when.

Crass Class Zoomanity Wars

Are you middle class, lower class, working class, spiritual class, under class, classless class or an unclassified sub-human or over class new human?

Who’s your group, your tribe, your forum, your people, your gang, your buddies or are you a loner, hider and labeled as weird?

Whatever, whoever I found this interesting.

As I walk to the store near where my home is I have to walk past the criminal crown court in Manchester.

At lunchtime it’s always very busy outside as the cigarette butts pile high as finger nails are bitten off in anticipation of what’s going to take place next in court in the afternoon.

Inside the building the battle lines are clearly drawn. Different classes take their seats and battle begins.

On the desk at the front we have the upper, upper class, the judges that judge the judgment of man.

On the next class we have the parasites (sorry lawyers) who will do anything to make the guilty innocent, bend, twist and manipulate one line of law for the sake of winning a case (more profits) and then of course we have the lower, working, sub classes that have been branded by Zoomanity to be in a place that no one climbs out of.

Inside the crass class court of law the upper and middles class is king.

Then as I walk past at lunch I notice actually they are all the same.

They smoke the same cigarettes, get the same illness from smoking, they drink the same diet coke, get the same rotten teeth and skin from the drink, the only real difference is the switch in power. Inside the man in the dock is the weak submissive one. Outside on his own territory, on the street,… continue reading

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Fame, Glee, Perception, Zoomanity

Around 24 hours ago around 50 of them arrived. They slept outside all night, they laughed, shouted, made noises, sat in silence, ate chips, drank coke, then silently as if someone clicked their fingers to snap them out of it, they walked away in silence after the passing of two small coaches with their idols sat there behind black screens. I wondered what the fans must have felt at that point or were they hypnotized?

Fame is not as new as we might think. Nimrod of old wanted fame by building a tower as high as heaven itself. Pharaoh wanted to be immortalized by fame with the statement of stones laden with secrets to the stars and eternal life. Today we see the stage seekers, T.V. nobodies and the very modern cult of the significant all seeking, wanting, chasing fame.

Yet once famous the famous then take stardom to a new level. They are covered, protected and kept away from not only the public touch but the public eye also.

Why?

In some cases fame can only be built around myth, around perception of a reality that really has no existence.

I met a famous musician. His reputation went way before him. Hard rocker, womanizer, drug taker, you name it he was the ultimate in anti-society rules… or so they, Zoomanity told us.

When we met he was quiet, intelligent, sharp, bright and very much the opposite to what he was presented, boxed and wrapped up as from the eyes those that count the cash.

That made me wonder as I was watching a TV cast from a show called Glee from my apartment window as the excited crowds begged to see them just for a moment, hear a single word from… continue reading

It’s 7:23am in the business district of Manchester.

This is where the ‘big guns’ work. Those that take the life of others and replace it with the life of them.

See the photo above. That’s me of course at the time mentioned at the start of these words.

It’s early for me. I like to wake when I wake, wake with a hug, wake with a kiss, wake with the sound of life around me, inside, outside, slowly welcoming and meeting my day, not when I am forced to wake by the drum of an alarm. Interesting we use the word alarm to wake us in the morning – alarming don’t you think?

So here I am, capturing the sunshine on screen fields in the city just across the street from my new apartment.

I lie here with my eyes closed, my ears open and my mind alert. I can hear the birds talking to each other, welcoming the day and getting ready to be until the sunsets. I look up and watch as new shapes appear in the sky, clouds sharing their space with streams of junk from passing planes.

The streets are packed with suits, clones, drones heading their way to their jobs, to their posts, to their lives. In the city a job is very much a life. Relationships, dates, going out almost everything is related to their jobs.

The early morning alarm rings, it’s time for the job. The lunch bell rings it’s time for a break. The evening call goes out, the workers are released for 12 hours but must return after the… continue reading