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 a new weapon that travels 3 times the speed of sound (so you never hear death coming), with its slick name of Sea Ceptor. It’ll cover well over 500 sq. miles until it lands almost to the dot its destination. If it misses and lands on a school – that’s just collateral damage, and they’ll apologise!

Great graphics, great reviews, great way to kill more!

Yet in a strange contradiction, these are the same powerful people millions vote into governments to save, solve and direct the peoples!

Lets think about this madness (and it is MADNESS).

If a man on the street set up a campaign preaching death on mass would he be seen as insane, deranged and worthy of death himself?

I don’t think that needs to be answered, yet if a government, people in charge of running this world announces something similar, its acceptable and even justified.

Why?

The real issue is one of repeatism, one of conditioning and one of same old solution to age-old problems. After all people have been killing since the days of Cain so why change things now?

We have short minds, short memories and a short sense of history. This is a classic case of Zoomanity in action. Ask no questions, repeat the same old patterns. Are those repeaters destined to bring peace to this world? Are those repeaters the ones that can deliver solutions? Look at what is taking place in the Euro right now. Jesus rightly said, “A house divided against itself, cannot stand”. I agree and time and time again we see the endless repeat and fight approach to chaos and destruction by Zoomanity.

Don’t believe you are ok and it really doesn’t affect you, it does. We are the subjects, they are the masters, if we carry on thinking and repeating he way the do we shall follow the same path into death like they do.

The real question is can they (Zoomanity) bring peace whilst creating more weapons of mass destruction?

We sit and watch passively daily almost numbingly as more and more death piles higher and higher on our TV screens. We hear the world’s leading countries threatening to destroy other countries for developing nuclear capabilities whilst at the same time creating more nuclear capabilities themselves. The other countries are propagandised as, primitive, simple, crude and backward. Its even acceptable for the public to agree.

Why is that OK? Is it OK?

These are the guys we vote in to run our nations, run the daily lives of men and even expect them to bring peace or have we simply given up on the idea of peace?

Problem being; history for each man is short, seventy years of so. Yet history goes back hundreds, thousands of years. Babylon was a word power, now dust. Greece ruled the world with a blanket of death, now a small holiday resort. Egypt was feared by the world, now sand and rubble. Rome ruled almost every island and every land, now a small city in a small country to be visited by the annual history-seeking tourist. The USSR fell almost overnight despite its bear like stance against the west.

Who is next?

Over the top, scare words of a thinker? We are preached to question nothing. We are asked to stay quiet and accept. We are silently being guided constantly by the mass media of Zoomanity, yet the veneer of Zoomanity can and will fall at some point.

When?

I have no idea but there are some things certain as the rising of the sun. The World understands and copes with change; change always comes without fail, even to the leaders, to the rulers, to the stubborn destroyers of Zoomanity.

How often do you ask questions yourself or do you simply accept and get on with your life? After all, that’s what Zoomanity needs and requires, silent sheep, the Zooman, the passive ones.

I hope this gets you thinking at some level.

Please comment.

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Acclaimed, Escape From Zoomanity The Book by Alan Forrest Smith

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 This might be the last time I write a review of my year … according to those that read, write say the world will definitely end in 2012. Will it? I have no idea. More on that soon!

2011 started with a relationship and ended with me being madly in love. There are bits in between of course, here are highlights I’m really happy to recall.

In no particular order of course.

• Tamuna my strong woman
• Learning a new unique language, Georgian
• Discovering a new culture, Georgia
• Finding a woman that is real and here now
• Visiting Tbilisi
• Adventures in Georgia
• Ghostly steps in the communist house
• Bullet ridden parliament
• Memories of Wars
• Feeling truly foreign
• Babua the wise old Georgian rebel
• Deda
• Ika
• Becoming a Georgian brother
• Georgian foods
• Georgian Art, culture and history
• Understanding newness
• Being silent when silence is required
• Ukraine airport
• Falling deeper and deeper in love
• City living in Manchester
• Pret a Manger
• Soya cappuccino
• Almond Croissants
• Chocolate Croissants
• Paris in the Summer
• Me and Lily
• Paris Metro
• Re-learning French
• Eiffel tower walk up
• Eiffel tower walk down
• Euro tunnel
• The Euro ha ha
• End of Bankruptcy
• Clear view
• Yoga
• More yoga
• John says
• My first book
• Morgan James my Publishers
• Becoming an author
• Seeing my book in Amazon
• Escape from Zoomanity
• Christian my genius chef son
• New look Ollie
• My darling Lily
• Punk rock Edd
• More tattoos
• Mini Cooper
• Life upgrade
• My first Mac
• New farmhouse
• Six foot dream bed
• Furniture
• More gym
• More fitness
• Blue tits
• Back to nature
• Global upheaval
• Switzerland
• Swiss culture and life
• My friends
• Re-grouping life
• New build
• Futurizing
• New book release

Some words I understand better

• Alone
• Gap
• Relationship
• Strong
• Real
• Truth
• Reality
• Honesty
• Now
• Being
• Humanity
• Zoomanity

2011 is a year where I accepted everything that was new, a year I tried to make a new discovery daily.

It’s been wonderful.

If you read this, thank you. It doesn’t mean anything to anyone apart from myself. It’s a simple note, a reflection a ramble of parts of my life in 2011.

2012?

Lets see.

Author of The Book

www.EscapefromZoomanity.com

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He was just 17 years old. Long thick curly man of hair surrounded his rather spot covered, flaking, greasy skin. With two silver colored piercings through his bottom lip and two huge ones in his ears almost big enough to poke a finger through. 

He openly said this was his favorite kind of day, he didn’t like the idea of work or working and would say all of this with a suspicious looking smile across his face.

As I watched him on TV, as I listened to him on TV, as I looked upon his manner and way on TV at his character being beamed into my lounge I judged and addressed nowhere boy based on the 50 minutes of TV being thrown at me.

So part of the TV show called ‘living with the Amish’ he was taken to the USA where the Amish communities lived (The Amish are a fundamentalist  Christian community) with another 5 teenager’s.

It was there after being lovingly looked after, trained, spoken with, taught, guided and laughed and smiled at his reality was slowly revealed.

Nowhere boy had no father

Nowhere boy’s mother was in prison.

Nowhere boy had brought up his two siblings on his own from the age of 14.

Nowhere boy had lost his brothers to care homes and was now living from care home to care home only to end up in a grubby bedsit all alone.

He revealed more.

A human being that needed loved, held, hugged and to be treated like a human.

I find it interesting how the confines, the conditioning and the ways of Zoomanity have us thinking in very set ways. We make judgment’s based on a moments glance, on ideas and precepts that things should or must be a certain way. We make decisions based on what we see there and then. On what we hear and what limited information we get. That’s the way we do it. Adults that surround us do it all the time. They see a vagrant walking the street but rarely think there could be a big picture behind the life of the vagrant.

When living in the city in Manchester I would talk to the same homeless guy each day. Eventually I asked him… how come someone clearly intelligent was living like this with his hand outstretched holding an old, filthy Starbucks cup. The story he shared was remarkable and I never saw him in the same light ever again.

The young guy on TV, his story was remarkable to say the least. His mother in prison for burning down someones home then abandoned to the hard uncaring world to look after his siblings at just 14 in central London.

It was clear by his own admission and his  actions he craved a father. Yet here was I making a judgment on him based on just 50 minutes TV.

There is a lesson of course. The lesson is who is making decisions for us on a daily bases? Is it you? Is it the conditioning of Zoomanity and the endless repeatist patterns of others?

This kid on TV, I get the feeling that his visit to the Amish will be the making of him. Being shown love, care, compassion and given the time of another human. I hope so I really hope so.

Next time you see a nowhere boy, a nowhere person a nowhere man just remember this person ash a bigger story, a life that is led to where he or she is right now. Compassion and understanding can reach a long way inside the heart of another. And if they walk away, go away and carry on their life, that’s their choice, they are simply the fruit of what has gone before them. Yes, of course they can change but only when the sees have taken root in their pain ridden heart and in their own time, not yours or anyone elses time.

I’d love to know what you think about this.

Author, Speaker and Writer of

Escape from Zoomanity, Vol 1.

It feels like every time I watch the news these days we are in a world an absolute confusion, turmoil and torment. 

One country overthrows it’s leaders only to replace them with another set of leaders they revolt against, protest against and kill against.

The so named Arab spring becomes a river of blood, children, mothers, fathers and the gray headed ones cry in pain and die in dishonor as their blood trickles between the stones on the streets of another revolting country.

The leaders of the leaders of the World, sit back almost applauding the sight of anarchy, even being seen in public praising the revolters telling them this is a great day for freedom and the free world as the former despot is paraded, televised, humiliated then in an instant his life is snuffed out as the world cheers, applauds and rejoices at the shocking images.

Justification based around "they deserved it"! The old proverb that a man will reap what he sows rarely fails yet the rejoicing of the slaughter the images of the deaths and the laughter of the killers leaves a deep imprint on the consciousness of mankind.

How many more deaths?

How many more revolutions?

How many more fallen angels in fallen nations must cry at the slaughter of more innocents?

And of course, it just goes on and on. The revolters carry on revolting, becoming new revolutionaries for an old cause, a cause that cannot be sustained.

The revolution will only be replaced by a revolution. Death can only ignite death. War can only more ignite war. The noise of the crowd will only be replaced by the noise of the crowd.

Yet there are peacemakers out there, there are those that are living and experiencing a life of silence, a life settled and enjoyed by them and their generations.

These are the ones that are settled with themselves, live for their moments. They avoid the wars of mankind, they avoid the revolution of the revolters, they strike a peaceful pose with no movement. They can only attract peace and will always repel war.

The revolution of the occupy crowd means nothing to them, they ignore the crowds, the packs, the masses and do their own thing. They create, they make, they are the real digester’s of real life, real living.

These are the ones that walk a crooked line,. They understand nothing is straight forward, they understand that water cannot be held back, they understand the bigger picture.

They know that the destruction of a leader or government will eventually be replaced by the same. It’s clear to them the a riot on any street can only give the notion of another riot at any time soon.

Yet the bigger picture is the mass of mankind is stirring, is troubled and unsettled.

There are now those that say we should hang on until December 2012 when the World will end. This only serves the selfish and needy, those desiring for another a newer, a crowd for a new world. There are those that preach a new paradigm that insist on new rules, new ways yet they never really get to grip with the new paradigm of inner, deeper, sustainable change. There are groups that insist that women are the answer yet these women display the traits of despotic men in their thirst for power, while the despotic men carry on sleeping with each other for gain of more.

These only serve to breed new leaders of the same old things dressed in new clothes.

Change starts inside. Revolution can only start in the heart of a man. Occupation must begin with the occupation of ones own mind. Freedom can only begin with the freedom of the heart.

Zoomankind is clever, run by spirits of darkness and hearts of greed. Things will change , they must. The cycle of change never fails, it always arrives yet the change for a twisted corrupted Zoomanity can never come fast enough despite change is rarely more than a decade in age.

Trying times, ageless days, restricted thinking of old men in young bodies. They politician and the revolter are one and the same only to take a revolter, clean him up and re-name him the politician for the revolution.

Yes it’s time for changes. The financial situation of the World is run by an insatiable desire to scratch the back of another and devise ways of sleeping with enemies for profits. As the waistlines grow around another banquet table, the death of a child takes place in poverty.

Change will come. You cannot hold back a river. You cannot stop a tide. You cannot halt an ocean.

How, when, why? The seeds are surely being sown. The seeds are taking root, the changelings will grow, are growing and will appear.

Revolution nothing is here, it arrived an age ago, its been growing under the glass and waiting to rise in full. It’s not a revolution of a street but a revolution of the man himself.

Revolution nothing is a repeat, a replay that will only result in the same old news. Yet change must come.

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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 live and experience.

I just wonder have we all had that in life and how do we recognize that bridge as one to be crossed?

Think about your life for a moment. Is it a typical representation of what is expected by others? Do you do what has always been done because that’s ‘how its done’ Do you have a yearning for more life, more adventure, more expansion into your life?

Can you look into your life and see a bridge? The bridge is the person, the things, the moment that leads to an ever expanding you. It takes a small life and creates a big life. It takes an ordinary moment and creates magic for you. It’s a path of adventure that will carry you into brave new world, that will take you into a world jungle that needs some clearing, that needs a path beaten through.

Looking back on my own life my mum was one of those bridges. She and dad picked up their young family, moved away from a stalemate life and smashed through into a brave new world in England from the poverty of Scotland.

This became a bridge for opportunity, for new thinking, for a new way. The old way of mum and dads family had stopped working. It led to ill health, heart attacks and drunken lives in poverty. They walked out from it and created a bridge.

The bridge sent the message that is was possible, it’s all possible, it can be possible. 

That attitude left an indelible stamp on myself. 

How about you?

Do you have someone in your life, in your family or just a person that has passed through now and then and left a huge stamp in your mind?

Are these the bridge into a brave new way of thinking for you, you just don’t see it just yet?

To cross the bridge you need to be brave, you need to control your own life not be under the control of others. You need to thirst, desire, want adventure at a all-new level.

If you cross it what is waiting?

The bridge looks uncertain.

The bridge looks even dangerous.

The bridge looks unstable.

Yet you want it.

You may not know it, you may not think it, you may not see it right now but there is a bridge out there now and it’s calling you closer each day. You can choose to ignore it and carry on as expected or you can take your first step right now and start to cross it?

That’s up to you of course.

George Bernard Shaw became the man he became because he saw and crossed the bridge.

WILL YOU?

Published Author Alan Forrest Smith

Escape from Zoomanity Volume 1, The Book

Available from all online book stores.

 

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 shakes, quakes and wallows in more desire of change.

It’s clear isn’t it? You can see it can’t you?

The reality is everything has it’s place in time. Communism in 1917 served a purpose and gave mankind what it needed at that point, only to become a screaming monster hated by most. Other despotic versions of mass zoomanity also had its place in time, served its purpose at that point only to be faced by huge change. 

The change takes place when the old generation shifts. The new generation comes and wants what appears to be the opposite to what previous wanted.

The new leaders are now the old leaders, sadly they believe their image, their position, their ego that they are a special breed of humankind, never to be questioned or touched by regular humanity.

And you know what some things never really change, just the generations of minds. 

The old minds are fed by street revolutionaries in dark secret places over drink, with cigars, with a gang of start-up revolters that want the country to change. They usually reflect the mind of the masses. The mass feel is transmitted through invisible, vibrational alliances that most are unaware of but take part in.

Today’s revolters are fed by zoomanity’s online world. Email, facebook, youtube and more. Those that are online and don’t have want what they see online from those that do have. This creates a wave and feel, the feel vibrates into the heart of the new revolters that want things like the banking systems to end, to see the fat cats vanish, to see the inflated million plus bonuses disappear with their self protected egos.

And revolt takes place. Somehow, somewhere, sometime.

History shows us though Zoomanity has cyclical thinking. Every new though is an old thought redressed, refashioned, re branded. Even the revolution.

Recently I was in former Soviet state Georgia. A stunning, beautiful, strong place with a history of struggle and revolt.

While in Tbilisi in freedom square (which is round not square) the prime minister of France was giving a talk to thousands about change. Change of the system from what appeared to be struggle and revolt to the western style of making things with a possibility of joining the European union. This is of course despite the Euro being in the verge of collapse!

Then while going for a walk around the history museum of Georgia I read a long paper. The paper stated that while Russia looks still to the East Georgia would look to the west to create alliances with the European union. Interesting this was in 1922. It could have read from today’s newspaper.

So it all goes round and round and round and round. Change for the new is a replication of the old. The old ways of thinking become new and the new ways of thinking become old. The harder reality is Zoomanity is always embroiled in ways to control mankind.

When you try to stop or hold anything in flow it always creates pressure. At some point that pressure grows strong enough to break through. Repair can be an option but mostly the only option is to recreate, rebuild and renew.

Leaders arrive with new ideas, great concept, so-called new thoughts on how to repair. Yet isn’t it clear that the old minds are new minds trained and molded by the thoughts of those that have already walked the same path?

A man of war, a man of destruction, a man of greed, a man of power rarely becomes more than what his heart tells him he is. It feeds his ego, his ego gives him his power.

And so we go again.

War

Greed

Misery

Revolution

Zoomanity is stuck yet in Zoomanity there are those that live peaceful, happy fulfilled lives.

They don’t need to steal by any means money from others, they always have enough. They don’t have to live a bigger, showier life, they always have what the need.

They don’t live in turmoil, with a lack of peace in worry, pain and disillusionment of repair and take from the world and their neighbors.

These ones are lights in a dark world. Usually creative types, makers of happiness, solvers of problems.

They don’t see skin colour. They don’t see boundaries. They don’t see problems. They are problems solvers, they are thinkers, they are lovers of the experience they call life.

You’ll find them hidden away, they are curious and can look and act different to almost anyone you know. When they walk down a street towards you, you’ll know, you’ll always know that this person is different.

They are unrecognized in Zoomanity yet they are leaders that lead from the inside, by example, with a genuine feel for the good of mankind.

Yes at some point they will appear, they will install, they will replace the old crumbling, falling apart world we live in right now.

Is that possible?

Greece used to rule the World and now is a small holiday destination boasting of its past.

Rome used to rule the World, now reduced to a city that host coaches and bus tours to look at the dust of history.

The USSR used to be a Goliath, feared World power only to be reduced to a country struggling to regain it’s former glory.

Who is next, The E.U? The USA?

Impossible, impossible, impossible?

Not really, no not really.

The pressure of mankind is always greater and more powerful the hands of the men in power. If changes are to come, no wall will hold them back, no power can stop them.

The war makers will vanish. The banking madmen will vanish. The rule makers and controllers will vanish. It will happen.

Mankind rarely sleeps forever, an awakening is taking place and it will come.

They will come, Zoomanity, the zooman, the zookeepers… changes will come but rarely where you think they’ll come from.

Just a though, just an observation.

I’d love to know what you think? Feel free to post a comment below.

www.EscapefromZoomanity.com … The Book … The Escape has begun. 

Steve Jobs Is Dead.

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 … iPhone 3gs!

She wants to make love, I want to check email… Steve Jobs, you have a lot to answer for!

The one thing that makes me not feel too bad is I know I’m not alone in this very 21st century dilemma!

Apple… Steve Jobs has changed the World!

• We need rebels.
• We need out of the box thinkers.
• We need academic delinquents.
• We need those that go left while the World goes right.
• We need those that say NO as the crowd says yes.
• We needs eccentrics, inventors, creative, thinkers that believe in possibility.

There are MP3 players and there are iPods

There are cellphones and there’s the iPhone

There are computers and there’s the Mac

There are laptops and there’s the MacBookPro

This World needs people that create excitement, passion, adrenaline and gives people the ability to anticipate one day when a new product is released.

Steve Jobs and his stuff certainly did that for me.

I love Apple simply because they don’t care, they just do it.

I said to my 76 year old father this morning, dad Steve Jobs has died. He replied who is he?

I said to my 22 year son (as I sneaked in his room to reclaim my iPhone charger) Steve Jobs has died.

In a second he sat up despite being in a solid sleep state and said "shit, shit, shit, NO, NO… really honestly, O.M.G.. His eyes filled with tears and he went back to his pillow rolled over and closed his eyes!

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.

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.

He may I have interuppted my love life but it has been worth it.

Steve Jobs has his name etched in the scrolls of heaven itself.

Thank you Mr. Jobs, your light was bright and I for one am grateful. 

You have one life.

Like it or not … Your life is encased in your Zoomanity.

Zoomanity says question nothing.

I say question everything.

Zoomanity says stay in line.

I say step off the line and walk your own way.

Zoomanity wants to control you.

I say you control you

Free spirits, lovers of life, you were not born to live, not born to exist, you were born to be alive.

To be alive you need to express, you must create, you have to feel and listen to what your ‘being’ is saying to you, your humanity.

You also must resist. Resist the repeaters, the conditioners, the zooman shapers, their controlling teachings, they, the zoo keepers, their life cages, the very constructs that zoomanity has placed around you and your life.

Your potential, yes you do have potential, potential to live, to react, to create, to embrace the day, your day, each and every day with a smile of life, a thought of life another day for you to truly be alive.

Zoomanity says no, you must stay in their boundaries.

Zoomanity says no, you must do as your told.

Zoomanity says, fear, live in your fears.

Zoomanity says repeat and do, repeat and do, reapeat and do.

I say no, I say run, I say feel, I say be in the place you feel your best, feel, yes feel your very best. Encourage your baby genius, feed your pulsating heart, tease, love and stroke your very soul, the same soul that thrives, cries, screams for freedom, release and joy.

Zoomanity says live life in the cage, stay in the cage, never leave the cage.

Humanity says your life is to be lived in the freedom of the earth, where nature calls you to BE, live, enjoy your expereince, the epxereince of life itself.

Zoomanity says you you are not great, you cannot do, you must not try, you must hold back.

Your life is to be loved, encouraged and guided to great things, gtreater, magnificent things, things of wonder, moments of awe.

You were created and gifted with a life superior to the Zooman. The zooman, a manufactured, controlled drone of Zoomanity with its Zoomanic rules, restrictions and endless heartless conditioning. A life built around future dreams, future hopes and days that never arrive. Live a life fulfilled now, embrace a vision of you, embrace a life that takes you out of Zoomanity, a life that is lived, loved and adored.

Now is the time for all of mankind to embrace an older, uncovered, rediscovered, newer paradigm of change, now is the time for you to rise, release the human within, take control of your life and live life on the terms of your human, the terms that you were gifted at birth.

The end of Zoomanity is near, the birth of a new humanity is upon us. Not driven by the dreams of wealth, not driven by dreams of more, not driven by dreams of the consumer-zoomerism and the thoughts of greed, lust, more, more, more.

This is the dream of being you, complete, be in, BE-IN there right now.  Where your moment is fulfilled, happy, satisfied and clear.

Can you agree, should you agree, will you agree?

I have but one life.

My life is my time, time is my life. I promise to use my life to the fullest extent possible, in harmony with a greater good for others, wherever and whenever I can. Zoomanity has no hold on me.

I have consciously made a decision not to allow my Zoomanity and it’s fools to make decisions for me, this way when things go wrong I will accept them, learn from them, discover from them and rejoice in them.

I have made a decision that I am a creative human being and will no longer accept the restraints of Zoomanity. I am and shall be the free spirit with godly abilities that should always be expressed even when Zoomanity say no, I will express my feelings, thoughts and ideas with the freedom of a human being.

I reject Zoomanitys confining rules and will embrace and live my true human nature, that same nature that is crying to be released and will be let loose for a better, happier stronger, fulfilled life. When the masses walk one way, I am committed to walking the other.

I declare myself a human being, self reliant on my feelings, my inner thoughts and natural laws of creation, a man to be seen as a revolutionist, dissident, a man of the present no longer held by Zoomanity – free from the restraints of Zoomanity.

I have escaped, I am free, I have escaped from my own Zoomanity.

 

Special Human New Paradigm 

As the huge 747 landed from a heat soaked LA into a mist covered, rained on London a huge crowd of saggy eyed, smoke stinking, coffee breath paparazzi lined up, pushing, shoving, hustling, bustling each other for the best position to snatch the best shot.

First to appear are the first class flyer’s. These guys feel very special, they think they are special, the are the first class flyer’s. 

Because they are special they are allowed to leave the jet first avoiding the commoners, being able to use their own stairway to a lane of priority.

Next of course are the business class flyer’s. They are special but not as special as the first class. They have to leave the plane second, it feels special but not as special. They look up to the first class flyer’s with envy, sneaking looks through what feels like the holy area of business class into the holy of holy class, fist class.

The next to appear are what the pap’s call the cattle class of humans. These are just regular people doing regular things, holidays, visits, seeing old friends, seeing the sights of Hollywood. They get off last, they get no real special treatment, they get of in huge amounts, line up in huge amounts and get irritated and annoyed at the special people in business class and first class.

They pass business class seats and say things like "wow, I’d love to sit there" "we could never do that" or "look at them, who do they think they are".

They usually leave the plane glad they didn’t crash land and moaning about something. 

But that’s not the last ones to leave, there are just two more people to get off.

The flight attendants look out, the crowds have gone, the shiny marble floors are empty but just around the corner on the right are at least 30 paparazzi waiting to get the one unique snap.

They wait wait and wait then suddenly they arrive like angels from clouds, like a genie from a lamp, like the invisible becoming visible, tow movie stars walk around the corner wearing dark glasses, hats and long coats.

The camera flashes fire away, one after another and another and another, they flash and ignite the faces of the stars for 30 seconds as they desperately try to cover their faces from the free publicity that is about to be splashed around the world at light speed attached to an email.

They vanish back into the clouds as fast as they appeared. The paparazzi packed away their cameras or jump on bike chasing the famous couple until the final snap has taken place.

What has just happened?

The way Zoomanity conditions us is to make us believe we are fixed firmly into a certain level of Zooman. We think we are a level that most of us have to stay at or are never allowed to go above. This is Zoomanic philosophy.

If we break out into new levels such as getting a better car or better home we are to believe that we are a better person than those who have less. We are conditioned to elevate our mindset to rise above our neighbor’s and actually believe we are better people because of our cars or homes.

When we fly business class or first class this takes us to a place mentally where we can barely speak to those in ‘cattle’. Zoomanic conditioning dictates that we now see them as a lower class of zoomanity.

Yet if we dare to cross the lines into stardom or living amongst the stars of heaven we are now a new type of human being, no one can touch us, no one can speak to us, no one can photograph us. Despite the fact as the super race of Zoomans in the limelight we crave, fight, desire publicity when offered it for free these ones or so special they have to dress in dark glasses, hats, long coats or their invisibility garments.

Mad world don’t you think? New, newer pardigm in thinking is needed.

This is the crazy world of zoomanity and its obscene thinking.

Take it all away, everything away.

Cars, houses, big seats, big labels, big everything or even average everything and the only thing that makes anyone any different is their character, personality or mindset.

A human is a human, a person is a person, and when lying on a cold slab looking down at the end flesh of another this is a moment when we become acutely aware of the realization that a human being is just a human being.

Zoomanity and it’s guide to life wants you, me, us to think different. It wants us to look, reach, aim for better things. Yet even worse it wants us to believe we are better people because of the things we have when the reality is things are just things.

Recently I watched Mikael Gorbachev being interviewed. Here was a man that had everything anyone could ever want. He had even changed the World for the better.

It was his 80th birthday and asked if he had one request it was this… he wanted his wife back with him as she had passed away.

Is this a time when we look at what and who we believe or have been conditioned to believe we are? Do we believe we are greater than others because of what we have or feel we are better than others because of what we say or think we carry a specialness because of how we are portrayed?

The kind of life that Zoomanity gives is built on sand. Lose it you lose your identity. If it’s taken away we are forced to become something, someone else we maybe don’t want to become because of what others will say.

This is a fear built into the zooman, a fear placed into us at a very early age.

These feelings are restrictions of the human, the caging of the real human, the binding and making of the Zooman.

Do you feel them? Do you have them? Do you want to break away from them? You own new pardigms in thinking are breaking through.

Of course some actors are just plain wonderful and very human, real artist, real creators that never believe or accept their own elevation so lets not leave this thinking they all are.

Yet there is still a bigger picture here based around the controls of Zoomanity, the control of you.

Will you, can you, have you, escaped from zoomanity?

Years ago there used to be a TV show on BBC called Tomorrows World. The guy behind it was a man named Raymond Baxter. I loved it! His show was all new paradigm in science.

Once a week it would arrive on the screen around 7pm on a Thursday evening.

He would bring on new ideas, new inventions, new thoughts that would give us a better, brighter, bigger future. The world would be happier because tomorrow would be a better place to live.

I remember one episode. He pulled out something they called a CD. It was to replace vinyl as a recording medium. They demonstrated how strong it was by first spreading jam or fruit preserve on it then washing under a tap and then finally playing it. It really didn’t work as well as they said it would but it showed the hope of a future that would be better than the now.

Clothing would be lighter and more spaceman like. Houses would be powered by the sun and water only. Everyone and anyone would be happier because the people of tomorrow or tomorrows world would be much bright, better, bigger place. We’d even be living on the Moon or so they told us! The ultimate new paradigm for a young fresh mind.

And as I write this in the city of Manchester we have just had a couple of days of rioting. It’s also interesting when you walk around the city after the rioting to see the shops that were targeted by the teenage rioters.

Nike clothing, Bang and Oulsfen, Sony, Apple, ALL the cellphone shops, all the computer and TV shops. Most of the others just had bricks thrown through them while the gangs passed them.

I wondered, is this a modern day tomorrow people. Mindless moronic thugs, yes? Unguided, undirected, moral empty minds, yes. Adult free, loved free kids integrated into the street gang adopted as part of their new family because their own real family never had any existence or were never really that bothered.

Their happiness comes from a couple of things. Lust, pleasure at any cost, instant gratification as a priority and a morality free existence that is really just a symptom of an unloved, undirected life from within a family that was not even built on sand or actually, never built at all.

They are part of the old society an old way of thinking built on consumption, built on over indulgence, built and created on what comes next will be better.

These ways are dead. In business, in life. They have to be dead and can no longer sustain life on this planet. Changes are coming. The teachings of Zoomanity, the zoomanic and zoo-like structures of hopes on what is new, what is coming is better have failed. It’s left the Earth raped, ravaged, torn and almost broken. We have a society that is chemically altered, chemicals being ingested in foods, in waters in our minds. Cellular structures react and contract to the bombardment of what is bad.

All in the name of tomorrow, what is new, what is created will be better, better for you, better for mankind.

Who are the tomorrow people and who is teaching us tomorrow will be a better place? New or old paradigm?

Zoomanity has in place all the mediums that stream continually into the consciousness of mankind the need for tomorrow, the desire for something bigger better and new. Of course there is nothing wrong with new or better after all we all love getting a new iPhone if that’s possible.

Yet when the new iPhone arrives what comes after the initial euphoria of getting the new toy? What usually comes quite quickly is the announcement of upgrades, updates, new shapes, new speeds and alterations to the iPhone that injected you with euphoria in that moment. Yet we are still taught that tomorrow is a bigger, better brighter place?

All this does is take us from now and places us in a future dream or hope that can rarely feed a desire that has been trained to be constantly hungry.

Can you imagine how the thugs in the Manchester riots feel 3 days after they stole their new gadgets only to read that a newer model is coming out or they model the stole wasn’t the latest?

It isn’t just rioters of course, how about you.

• Will you be happy when you holiday arrives? But what about now?
• Will you be happy when you earn more cash? But what about now?
• Will you be happy when you reach your goals? But what about now?

It’s an endless cycle masterfully crafted by zoomanity to hold all of mankind in it’s grip.

The cage, the prison, the mind games of the zooman, molding, shaping minds on a daily basis.

• You must have the new to be happy they say.
• You must have the latest to be happy they say.
• You must have, have, have they say.

But the real problem is this: when did you last see or read about anything that asks us to live in the NOW. I don’t mean ignore all things to come but I mean really enjoy now, be here now, savor and absorb the now.

I met a pal. I told him I was going to the old railway to sit and just enjoy the trees and nature. He said he’d love to join me but he has to make money. I asked what do you need? He said I don’t really need anything right now. I asked what do you need to make money for right now then. He stopped silent for a second and told me he had no idea but he wanted to make money.

The reality was his association with money is associated with being happy. The more money, the more happiness, all based on tomorrow.

And because of that he couldn’t enjoy the moment.

I loved the TV show, the Tomorrows World and probably will always have fond memories of it. Yet the concept of happiness being in the future or tied to a future event feels not quite right.

And of course as I get older and become more aware that tomorrow reality doesn’t exist in reality. Happiness is here with you right now.

• If you’re broke you can still be happy right now.
• If you are in a horrible divorce you can still be happy right now
• If you are in a horrible job, relationship or life, it’s possible for you to be happy now.

Tomorrows people are zoomanitys thinkers, they are the wayseers of nothing usually based around consumerism or a culture of greed.

The old ways of thinking are dead. Change is needed a newer paradigm based on humanity not zoomanity is no longer asked for, it is on it’s way.

A tomorrow based weak minded leaders that are detached from any reality of mankind cannot carry through.

Countries are collapsing, economies are going bankrupt, leaders have no idea how to lead, they only understand how to please each other. Some rock like leaders now even face prison and death fater what seemed like a strong, healthy leadership.

(I have to say the reaction from Denmark leaders on the slaughter was an interesting one of course… unlike other leaders they agreed on a silence to calm down and almost extinguish the spreading of bad vibrations in their country. They promised to beat the bad with democracy, peace and love. So different from the applause and cheering at the death of another human by troops, marines or other agents of death. Beautiful in such a violent world don’t you agree?)

Change isn’t coming, change is here, it has arrived. Like a tiny seed in a huge field, under the surface but sprouting slowly, growing kindly, gently, being pulled up into the light.

This is not a new age-old-page vision, this is a reality, the end of Zoomanity is close, the end of the old ways has arrived.

Now has never been a greater time for the tomorrow people to awaken, now has never been a stronger time for YOPU yes YOU to make your greatest escape ever, your escape from Zoomanity.