Whitney Houston Dead. See that picture above? That is a realistic picture of some stars end to life. This was a young kid named Racheal living the manufactured dream of living like a star. Whitney Houston Dead. Yes she was a great artist and it appears we are told to expect that all artists are tortured souls. Maybe they are and what they get up to is their choice, not the choice of another. I’m remember my first encounter with her as she sang the theme from the Bodyguard movie even asking myself why didn’t she pick me! She looked amazing. She sang like an angel. She had wealth, fame the lot. Yet she also had a serious long time, death inducing drug habit. Now like a long, long line before her she is dead, Whitney Houston is dead. For years she has appeared in the papers, on the news and other media looking like a half hearted copy of her former self. She was a self-confessed crack cocaine addict with addictions of a lot of other things being reported. Of course her death is sad yet her death is self-inflicted. Far too often we see others saying… her death came as a shock, total surprise, heart ripping news yet they are the very same ones that knew about her addictions. How can the death of someone constantly filling him self or her self with death inducing chemicals be a shock? She is now part of the hall of death where the rich and famous are remembered in a cheap frame covered in cheap glass. A photo, a name and a ‘well done you’ Yet our media is overflowing with so called stars, luminaries that are to shine on our young and send them examples of the best way to live and desire a best possible life. Gangster rappers with drugs, guns cars, money and porn. Non-achieving silicone planted, lip pumped, veneer clad, lash extended egos that desire nothing more than fame. To be with the stars is seen as the ultimate. Of course some things never change but the form of the person is changing more and more. As we parade freaks on red carpets, chiseled and honed and preened and painted to look like the media sellers idea of perfection. This is of course an idea that is formulated in a room, usually amongst a tribe of men. They feed the lowest of the lowest thoughts, a life to be built around pleasure, gain and thrills of any kind at any cost – even the cost of a life. Interesting that the shock and dropped jaws appeared on the death of Whitney Houston yet my question is why were they shocked? You can of course fool the mind but the reality is the body cannot be fooled and eventually will only take so much. The body is an incredible piece of work, creating and doing things that no man could ever create or do. Even the Liver is a marvel of biology. A factory in itself; cleansing, working, slaving away daily to clean the blood and keep the person alive from a million and one impurities that if left alone can create overloads of toxicity. Just a sneak at modern day foods reveals a lot, the volume of additives that our liver has to cope with and clean out. Of course apart from the additives there are also the additives that are added so we go back and buy time and time again. That’s another story of course. Yet … if something as simple as paracetamol can shut the liver down and lead to death how can the luminaries, the rich, the stars, the famous expect the body to survive the endless feeding of crack cocaine and other pleasure (?) bring drugs? Then we have the acceptance of addiction today. Being addicted to: drugs, to the web, to Facebook, to phones, to text, to sex, to alcohol, to fame to almost anything that feels as though it enhances the ‘moment’. Like all sex… sleep always follows! Wake up, then the addiction continues. Now the new phenomena of being addicted to significance on earth, to a personal purpose, to our own self perpetuated divinity and connection to a higher source only to find out at some point we are just human like the previous billions that walked this Earth and died on this earth. This of course takes us back to the start and the death of another ‘STAR’ – ‘LUMINARY’ For years and years we have had to see this as the face of greatness. Like a bloated Elvis facing his end singing my way on stage to a bed-ridden Edith Piaf also waiting for the reaper to swipe her away back to the dust. For the sake of our younglings I dream of a day when the only photos are the reality. Elvis dead on a stinking toilet. Winehouse alone. Sid vicious a rotting mess. Jim Morrison, Jon Bonham, marlin Monroe, Judy Garland, John Belushi, W.C. Fields, Heath Ledger, Michael Jackson… and literally dozens more that are held are stars to be admired and sought after. Their realities were all very different to the public face. Death, disease, addiction, divorce, sadness, grief and a tribe of friends that vanish like the morning mist. Surely the pictures of these dead stars are more shocking than the news that they have died due to life abuse? Surely the death of these ones can only be attributed to the claims that living faster and faster is the way of live that is attained only by mortals. Then only to have their immortality chiseled into folklore as something they clearly really were never. That’s the way of Zoomanity. That’s the way it has to be seen for now. You see if they are sold any other way, they create no rush of DIFFERENCE; there is no rush of what could, would or should be. They create no illusion of a magical like. And if there is no magic, people won’t part with their hard earned cash to watch the show. Most of these stars are abused by the repeatists of Zoomanity. Those that condition the younger ones to believe and accept that this is a way to live, a way to go and survive and thrive and reach to become. Recently I had a conversation with one of my boys, the conversation was about smoking dope. Drugs, marijuana. He said there is nothing wrong with it. He told me that the rapper snoop dog famously spends $20,000 a month on this habit. If it’s good enough for him and does him no harm, surely its ok to do it? That’s what my son said in front of his friends to me. The point being we don’t see these rockstars abusing themselves in mind-altered states doing things most normal humans would never do. We only see the public images sent out by the media, never or rarely the real life behind the chaos. Of course it’s really not seen as a good thing to say things like that these days yet it’s a fact. Lung disease, venereal disease, liver disease, brain disease and an altered body state brought on my abuse. Whitney Houston was an incredible singer that sold over 175 Million albums. She was also on the brink of bankruptcy (no cash) due to … Drugs. A sad, pathetic reflection of the death, abuse and destruction of another one of Zoomanity’s luminaries by … Zoomanity! Its hard to feel sorry for anyone that abuses themselves in such a way but at the same time you have to feel sorry for the weaknesses of those that allow the trappings of fame to bring destruction into their lives. Is it right that we allow on mass, as a society this endless garbage to be feed on stream into the minds and hearts of our younglings? Of course there are those that will happily mock any such suggestion. Zoomanity has spent generations mastering how to win over the mind and become master persuasionists directly into the homes and ears and eyes of mankind. Can you, will you escape from Zoomanity? NEW BOOK: Escape from Zoomanity Out Now A book about life, excitement, adventure, humanity and discovery!