Jade Cat ヒスイ 子猫

Disclaimer:

This blog contains photoshop montages using bits of illustrations made by other people as well as my own scans from nature. Wherever possible the original artist has been accredited. In no way do I intend copyright infringement. There is a tradition within Japanese print  whereby multiple artists may work on a piece and add to it their mark, sometimes a generation after the original artist had set it aside. All art is progressive.

As a forest is worth more than the sum of all its trees, so the whole contains greater than its component parts. Refer to issue of Monsanto Corporation statement on public record; “in future if you want to eat you will have to buy our products”; patenting genes as major contemporary ethical debate. Monsanto products are banned throughout Europe because they contaminate organic food crops with their patented genetically modified genome that kills rats in independent lab tests and probably does the same to you if you eat it too.

There are several elements to this blog. They interrelate.

The first element is a batch of photos selected from an afternoons walk on one of the few sunny days we get in Wales.

A Taoist medicine journey, following the Way; instinct, which took me to and through a patch of common land overgrown by a mixture of indigenous and invasive plant species.

 

虎杖, イタドリ                itadori

The second element is a particular invasive plant species, its pro’s and cons. The plant is Fallopia Japonica, Japanese Knotweed. 

"The kanji expression is from the Chinese Hǔzhàng 虎杖  meaning "tiger staff", but as to the Japanese appellation, one straightforward interpretation is that it comes from "remove pain" (alluding to its painkilling use)."

First introduced into the UK in the early 19th century for the Royal Botanical Gardens exhibition, it has since spread all over the country.

"It is listed by the World Conservation Union as one of the world's 100 worst invasive species. The invasive root system and strong growth can damage concrete foundations, buildings, flood defences, roads, paving, retaining walls and architectural sites. It can also reduce the capacity of channels in flood defences to carry water."

"In the UK, it is an offence under section 14(2) of the  Wildlife and Countryside Act 1981 to "plant or otherwise cause to grow in the wild" any plant listed in Schedule nine, Part II to the Act, which includes Japanese knotweed. By 2010 over £150m was spent annually on Japanese knotweed control, and a decision was taken on 9 March 2010 in the UK to release into the wild a Japanese psyllid insect, Aphalara itadori."

block quotes from http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Japanese_knotweed

Several years ago I began my own study with japanese knotweed.

The plant has a strong spirit, a powerful presence that is easy to attune to.

Sitting amidst a patch of it meditating is one of the most chilled out experiences available in UK. There is a quality in the green, vitality.

Reading it shamanically, symbolically; arrow-heart shaped leafs suggest it to be tonic for the blood system. I removed non-propogating elements from the plant (leaf and stem) and boiled them like rhubarb before ingesting. It tastes mildly bitter and had no apparent effect on me.

My internet research revealed that 'tiger staff' soaks up radiation. I assume this to mean both electronic radiation and nuclear contamination. I don't know if eating it makes you immune or increases the amount of radiation in your system. A year after Fukishima, the worlds worst nuclear accident so far, this is all beginning to connect up and make sense; nature is holistic and there is a reason this plant is here. For several decades Wales has the worlds highest number of cancer incidents, presumably due to fallout from American nuclear testing crossing the Atlantic on the top-winds.

The third element of this blog is information from Nexus magazine Vol20 no4 June-July 2013, which arrived the very same day, and relates.   

I had been working hard for several days without a break.I needed to get out of the house and detach my brain from computer and associated electromagnetic smog.

Feeling fried from too much disruption by unwanted attention of neighbours and radiation from machines, I desperately needed to recharge.

A lesson to be applied as the fourth element of this blog, the project at hand, namely art and music for forthcoming storyteller game entitled tRust for Ordo Octopia Ltd, see their website for more information at www.globalcreole.co.uk


I assembled the following experimental montage illustrations as focus-prep for what the jungle ravines amidst fragmented urban layers of tEra, the world of tRust, might look like. On tEra there is a phrase intended to work on several levels of meaning;

“life in the cracks”

The landscape of tEra is a giant orgonite honeycomb hive where miles high of expanding-foam sprayon orgonite; resin walls containing crystalline particles that operate as a computer matrix, a web of light-refractive touch-op holocom, operates as solar panel and global communications database; has fractured due to the unexpected event of the world swelling up in a series of earthquakes lasting several weeks.

Organic plant life exists in the jungle canyons formed by the fragmentation of the hive. Long slender green columns amidst a cyber darkness of the urban wilderness reminds me of a sword called Jade Dragon in the film Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. It requires a master to wield this blade. In today's modern world it hangs in a museum.

manga from: A Dream In Garden by Xia Da   www.summerzoo.com

print from: charity shop, lucky find, signature illegible.
lettering from: googletranslate ("dream now garden butterfly change").

upper manga comic strip (extract) from: Cat's Paw by Damian Slater

http://www.thekatsudon.deviantart.com

manga sword from: CrouchingTiger HiddenDragon 4 by Wang Du Lu and Andy Seto

http://www.d1466nnw0ex81e.cloudfront.net/n_iv/600/1029847.jpg

lower manga comic strip (extract) from: Last Shadows Cast by Casper Wijngaard

http://www.animeimports.co.uk/casper-wijngaard-10-c.asp

sword colour adapted screenshot from: Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon movie

http://www.dvdactive.com/reviews/dvd/crouching-tiger-hidden-dragon.html

art for tRust: chalk graffiti glyphs on weathered cytex walls

introducing Selene

While contemplating an appropriate name for this blog I made an interesting discovery thanks to google translate;  

ヒスイ

Japanese spelling for Jade looks like  English spelling for CAT !

tRust rpg (forthcoming)

promo banner by Postworldgames Jim Pinto

                the title says it all...





The Gamekeeper & Transcendental Dolphindark of

Ordo Octopia Ltd

asked me to do some concept art for a;

cyber-noir, kung-fu, horror storyteller game

set in a dystopic future world where...

a lot has happened.

"facing difficulty 

being succinct"

We all became over-experienced.

So now what we got to say;

has value.

To summarize;

wOrds aRe nOw sPelled wIth a cApitalised sUffix, nOt tHe iNitial lEtter. tHis iS sO yOu kNow wHere tHey aRe cOming fRom.

But there's more;

we have to swap every letter 'c' and 's' and 'sh' with an 'X' to do it properly.

Then it turns into Chinese.

Yeah. Sure. 

Now my kids going to be speaking gobbldigook. 

I overcame cynicism, put it to the test and it does seem to actually work now I have given it a go. But are the players likely to be doing this or is it all for atmospheric and dramatic effect? It's a narrative device to easily get an idea across; to suggest the game is set in a future time after things have moved on. The language has mutated; that's how far into the future it is. 

Welcome to Easternization process.

At once I recognized an emo culture game. There has been a  lot ofcomparison between emo and goth, since goth most certainly is a strong root of this late 20th / 21st century transitional youth culture, and there is an overlap.
Emo is stripes and purple added to goth black bat style to make it chavvy with bling. Emo is emotional blackmail. Emo is punk attitude and TIM BURTON CARTOONS YAY! Emo was generated as a consumer culture by the Black Coconut™ chainstore to sell stuff to bisexual and confused kids who hadn't heard of suicide girls. All this to give them a better outlet than ritual scarification and sacrifice to the blood god, cutting their arms for attention energy because its a sexual release and they aren't getting laid. This was britains mainstream alternate teen culture during the late 1990s and 2000s.

So; I am doing what I can to keep tRust proper and avoid unnecessary cheesiness.
After all, it has an 18 rate due to adult themes. tRust oozes BDSM.

tRust is a scarred world. It is planet Earth in the future, after it has been renamed tEra, from the old latin word for it; Terra. A global monocultural society has adapted to survive by become a feudal shoganate. It is modeled loosely on medieval Japan. What it is surviving from, is a space-virus; a biowarfare agent that caused a pandemic genetic mutation plague that turns people into;

half squid, half scorpion

no two are the same

This was not helped by loss of corporate governmental control of the global community thanks to the teleportal revolution. tRust is post-industrial, mainly due to the result of industrial technologies making things so much easier for techno-goths to take over the world.

Everything in the world of tRust is made of a material that is applied by spray canister like graffiti art. It swells up like wall cavity insulation into a foam, and then sets. It is plastic-rubber-latex and contains nano-p[articles which bond together during the drying/hardening process to turn into a computer. This stuff is dissolved by a chemical applied from another can, although the dissolvant has gotten into the water supply and is slowly corroding everything. The City is known by the Aztec word Itza, meaning 'urban' and 'ways of the people'; is several km high, covers the entire planet with home-made tunnels and caves that project holographic computer blah from the walls.

tHe cRacks aRe wHere tHe lIfe iS

Except most of it was broken when the planet unexpectedly swelled up, its diameter becoming significantly fatter. This has resulted in many deep canyons where the rubber has stretched to breaking point and snapped. Within these fracture crevasses are jungles providing a permanent layer of mist. and haven for the remaining of the planets wildlife. The jungles are inhabited by non-tech wild tribes who do voodoo magick, summon demons and ancestor spirits and probably have a better time than the surviving city folk.

Up above are the towers of the Arkatex, who know how to operate the fragmented computer well enough to discover what has happened and what is going on, and who trade with offworlders; the rest of the planet is under quarantine because of the hydra virus. Down below are mysterious ferrymen; boat people who look like Charon from Greek mythology. They operate a taxi service on the sunken sea and canal routes, the safest method of travel given that the surface world is owned by flying nightmares.

"mind is a virus"

There is a lot more to this game that has yet to be unveiled. It is originally intended to counsel abuse victims, to explore psionics and magick through quantum wave mechanics, and to analyze societies based around psychic vampirism. It is all based around an easy symbolism; the monsters who used to be your pervert friends are multi-tentacled leeches armed with scorpion claws chitin and sting.
You can see why I like it.

The designers at Ordo Octopia Ltd have released the key concepts but asked me to remain quiet about the rest of it. This blog is by way of excitement that my art and musical skills are being put to good use; an ambient soundtrack is expected to be released as part of the game.

Book of Temples

Following 5 years of shit that I won’t go into here; I was given 48 hours notice that the Great Spirit was providing for me a 1 week trip to Egypt with free travel expenses from Wales. Needless to say, I was on a high. An hour later I was walking to my conapt from town, having been to library to research on their internet if I needed any inoculations, and I had followed my instincts as always; the word ‘Prana’ means both ‘instinct’ and ‘life-flow’ into a second hand bookshop where I had picked up a book called Temples, which had some beautiful photographs from all over the globe, and some information that I knew I would later need.

Because I was so high, I caught the attention of the local presiding deity of the dominion of Zooport and so I was set upon by an evil spirit of a malignant city with intent to bring me down as hard and fast as it could. A White meets a Black so as to balance whatever the zone regards as upsetting to its stability, whatever level that is at and whatever form it takes. Which in Zooport means accepting that 9 out of 10 denizens are abusive and regard other people as their energy donors; the common language, the hive-mind mainframe, is depressant.

I encountered Gary the smack-head who I did not previously know and he told me he was about to kill himself. He explained that since he had got off drugs, the other druggies wouldn’t leave him alone and they had this very morning robbed him of the little things he owned during a break in.

I had by this time already got my nvq level 2 counselling qualification because so many people come to me with their problems and needing advice. Professional counselor would be fired for malpractise for giving advice, which is something a qualified counselor is trained not to do. A properly qualified counselor is allowed to listen to the persons problem, re-iterate it in different words so they know that they have been listened to, and tell them that it is okay for them to feel that way given their circumstances, and charge them money for it. Which in my real life experience does fuck all by way of sorting people out when they need counseling.

Gary needed help and after fifteen minutes of heavy discussion had used the very strong domination technique known to heroin addicts whose sense of purpose and control is energized by the depth of focus that is the need of their addiction; he had persuaded me to write in the front of the book of temples these words;

“to my good friend gary, I hope everything works out, much love”  = MISTAKE!

followed by my name. I did it because at the time it seemed the quickest way to get him off my back so I could get on with everything else I had to do, eg; find my  passport and check if it was still valid.

Gary appeared to need this positive input and told me what to write. It went against my instincts but he is persuasive as city vampires can be. I have since then studied intensely into protection from psychic vampirism, how not to be manipulated, defense against remote programming and similar.

The best advice I can give anyone is to;

“Always trust your Instincts; above all else!”

I have no evidence of it, but my instincts tell me that my putting that message into that book is why I later received a whole ton of shit to fall on me, which has been used to manipulate my life in various ways by other energy vampires, from tramps to cops, from masons to druggies, as it is regarded by manipulators as proof positive that I am evidently a heroin dealer and heroin addict which is only a part of the slander campaign that has been spread around about me, basically because people are envious of my success. I have not ever taken heroin, nor do I ever intend to. I was once offered it by someone I didn’t know at a party I went to as a student, and I have counseled people who have been trying to get off it after they went cold turkey; my advice to anyone in that situation is fuck ‘em. Heroin users and ex heroin users are cunts, even decades after they have got clean; it turns people into some of the worst type of vampires and cleverest manipulators, permanently.

In Holland, the statistics are as follows; the number of people taking heroin ten years after decriminalization of cannabis was the same as it was before decriminalization of cannabis. The average age range of heroin users ten years after decriminalization of cannabis is ten years older than it was before decriminalization of cannabis. Conclusion; the same individuals taking heroin before decriminalization of cannabis, are the same individuals taking it ten years later, more or less overdoses and a few newcomers. In Britain where cannabis has not been decriminalized, the average age range of heroin users is static decade in and decade out.

psychic vampyr 303

There is a basic way that energy works, the same applies for basic Attention, applied Intention (aka “prayer” energy) or any other form: that it Seeks Balance. Watch how water works within a gravity field for example of this.

The guide that “the observer effects the observed” is only the basic level understanding, further to which; the observer is also affected by the observed (“we are what we eat”, ingestion via senses).

We are dealing with a process of ‘energy transference by induction’. This happens every time a human thinks about or feels toward another human, or animal or item, etc. It is not so simple that we charge it up with our personal energy flavour/texture (essence); we also receive of its own energy texture by holding it within the energy field of our awareness. This is natural balance.

The energy if measured not only in terms of essence (flavour/texture) but also in terms of charge/volume, flows on the same principle that the more energized party is leeched by the less energized party until they balance.
(Which is in nature the direction of the Flow if the bio-electromagnetic/psychemotional Attention-focus is not applied. In human society it can be directed either way, which allows for common but undesired energy vampirism)

The difference between higher & lower energized parties catalyses the essence’s blending. This process is called ‘flux’ which denotes both the process and the intricacy of fusion (chimera).

I recall the revelation of this from while living with the Essenes from where we still retain the words used to accurately describe what my study group was discovering after examining Egyptian depictions of what western scholars inaccurately call ‘the weighing of the heart ceremony’. It applies to transmigrant souls as much as it does to embodied souls.

Why the Buddhists stopped doing their group-focus applied Intention meditations where everyone was thinking the same outcome to create that manifestation field in the world, was because they absorbed so much negativity from their planned positivity that it blew their focus and scattered their group. In simple terms; if we touch a nasty, we absorb a nasty, despite how pure we may be. So far we have not discovered any successful way around this dilemma other than to avoid the nasty.

The long-term gradual distillation of all the toxins in the process of transmuting humanity into a higher form of awareness is occurring over many lifetimes. We have so much junk to purify by alchemical process, it becomes relevant here and now to accept the reality of the consequence of exploring those alchemical process, that there is a natural law that we all must work within.

This essay was inspired by the problems I face on a daily basis by people praying for me after I have asked them not to do so, because they project their own grid and their own impurities upon me, and in doing so, they leech me of any energy I do have. This permeates a weakened state for me that is my constant sensitive reference point. The very least these energy vampires could do, if they are not going to leave me alone, is listen to what I am fucking saying!

On Ignoring Assertion

I would like to talk about my experiences with the use of the word “I”.
There are two sources I will draw upon for comparative purposes.

The first of these is from a governmental course for parents taught throughout Family Centers cross the UK for which the workbook is fully entitled;

Being Assertive

Ways of respecting others but not letting yourself be walked on – especially for parents. 

Written by Michael and Terri Quin for the Family Caring Trust.

On page 12 it specifically states that;

Tips on behaving Assertively.

1. Make a habit of speaking Personally.

“I like that kind of music.”

“As an unemployed/christian/woman, I have a problem with that.*

“I think this meeting shouldn’t last more than an hour.”

“I love you”

“I don’t think that video is suitable.”

The second source is from during the Final Hearing of Family Court Proceedings where my ex-partner, mother of my son;’s barrister attacked the Personal Statement that had been written by my solicitor on my behalf. I had merely to sign it. Having put my trust in her re-presentation of myself after my having observed her win over the judge with her superb performance during the previous proceedings, I simply signed it and accepted her higher experience in these matters.

The barrister was making a case that I was egocentric and therefore inferior, since every bullet point in “my” statement began with the word “I’; 

“I believe that.., I intend to.., I propose to.., I accept that..,”

This is despite the follow through of each bullet point;

“…childrens needs come first, …feed him healthy food instead of fast-food and gmo that his mother gives him, …raise him by the same middle class standards I was raised to meet, …compromises may have to be made given my current situation as unemployed however this puts me in a superb situation as a stay-at-home dad during which time I intend to continue childcare training courses available to me through the family center, which he loves attending and where he has friends; and which his mother and her family are on court record, quote ‘do not want him  to attend state education facilities’ unquote. The family center recognized my natural affinity with childcare sufficient to have offered me work when I achieve the appropriate qualifications that I am enrolled to start in September at the local college.” **

And so on and so forth.

 
A direct attack on the statement without reading the statement perhaps seemed the unscrupulous solicitor firm representing my ex-partner’s best shot at belittling me, despite whatever outcome may occur due to the proceedings and statements of evidence presented.

*personal note, speaking as an unemployed pagan male: no bias there then?

** which fell through due to the funding source being run by a female-supremacy neo-feminist quango, who ‘could not accept me on the course without securing funding’ and yet ‘could not fund me until after I was accepted on the course’, which seems spurious because they were able to jump a dozen women in the same situation as myself through the same peculiar hoop with no problems whatsoever.

my first guitar

"Guitar contains an orchestra and is more reliable than any romantic partner." Terry

After years of begging him to get me a guitar, my dad eventually got me a cheap second hand ninja nighthawk copy of a  fender strat, which plays grungy punky sounds.

All the other kids had fender strats because that is what everyone believed made you cool. I wanted to play guitar since seven years old and I had to wait until my 16th birthday. I was so happy. I played it for hours but my parents wouldn’t let me use the cheap amp that came with it. Too noisy.

When my brother saw I had a guitar and got jealous, my dad went out and bought him a brand new fender strat and brand new amplifier. He trashed it a year later doing the whole punk rage thing with his mates, bashing it against the stage for image and reputation purposes after seeing the wankers do the same thing on mtv.

I still have my ninja nighthawk, indeed I also still have my brothers fender strat which I have done my very best to fix the intonation and replace the broken parts; my belief that no musical instrument should be treated like a disposable bit of shit.

I had one formal guitar lesson as part of my 16th birthday present. It was several years before I saw through my dads apparent kindness that the whole thing had for him been a manipulative ruse to try and put me off pretensions of being a musician. During the one lesson I learned how to play the major chords, how to power-strum, finger-building scales ("the difference between a guy with a guitar and a really great musician, is doing at least half an hour to an hour of scales, every day of your life."), how to read basic guitar notation (the dot / fret charts) and quite a lot else. It was an intensive lesson because I am a fast learner when I am passionate about the subject.

My dad told me a few days later that the teacher had quit and the music center was closing down so there would be no more guitar lessons, thus saving himself five pounds an hour on his sons education.

Some time later he bought my brother a drum kit and a railway carriage for the garden for him to play it in. I worked my arse off cleaning tables and washing up at the motorway service station for £3.41 an hour, eventually saved up and got a Korg G3 multi-effects box so I could sound proper gothic and start my first band, Oubliette.

This year I will be 36.

Thanks to part-payment schemes I now have a semi-acoustic Samik Blackbird which when played well is pure tonally beautiful, the sound has colours I never felt before in any other make of guitar. So long as you can cope with the pay-off that the scratchy noises your fingers make on the strings is a part of its nature, and that the guitar all carved from one piece of wood (unlike most makes) so the neck eventually warps and you have to extend the bridge to raise the strings, which requires an adjustment to the tuning.

The stringed instrument I play most often is an Irish flatbacked buzuki (Arabic ones have hardwood, rounded backs) a medieval long-necked lute that sounds of folk-music and the existence of which, as well as traditional songs of both cultures having the same root, proves a trade route between Arabia and Ireland that I later discovered more about while reading Irish mythology/history (which are both the same thing and therefore more honest than academic records who pretend half of it is fiction).

I also have an unidentified type of Encore which sounds great too and was a tenner from Cash Generator, and a Jedi fretless bass, a Japanese import which I traveled two hundred km and slept on concrete streets to put a deposit on, and which cost me a relationship - but it is worth it; any girl who doesn't understand how important bass is to a musician does not deserve to date one.

I regret not having more time to study. I have made many recordings, none as yet made proper and ready for public release. I'm currently in the formative stages of yet another band; mixed age, mixed ability. Also I'm now giving tuition myself (for free because I believe in music and encouraging talent), the most important aspect of which is: "ignore what everyone else is doing, find your own way to play if you want people to pay attention to what you're doing." Unfortunately most kids now are too programmed by video games to ever discover that.

hard boiled

I don’t even like egg but since she’s been on my case I am physically craving the protein.

She tells me I am wrong for doing it my way, tried and trusted for twenty years.

So I watch and see what happens as she shows me the superior technique.


 
First, you fill the pan with more water so it takes longer to cook, uses more natural resources, so that “the egg cooks properly all the way through”. I find this amusing given that the egg rolls when you use less water due to the bubbles forming either side of it. Can you tell I am from a desert culture?

Then she adds a splash of vinegar to the water so that if the egg should crack, it will seal itself before any white leaks out into the water. Vinegar has literally hundreds of uses, I tell her about when I was a kid I would soak a boiled egg in vinegar so the shell goes soft, then push it into a bottle with a neck narrower than the egg, so it hardens again inside like a ship in the bottle. My mam used to tell me off for doing that so I gave up on it. I ask her how much the vinegar cost.

Then I thank her for explaining the difference between a poached egg and a poached egg in a cup, because of all the methods of cooking eggs I have encountered nobody ever told me what its called when you crack an egg directly into boiling water, probably because nobody I ever knew cooks eggs that way. It turns out this this is a poached egg and what I thought was called a poached egg is actually called a poached egg in a cup, which really should be called a steamed egg in a cup since it’s a different technique to boiling without a shell.

Green Wave

This blog is an intricate, complex tale.

old dvd cover

Originally intended as simply a fan blog about John Boormans influential film masterwork, the Emerald Forest, after which my son's half-brother named him (Charley); 

and the importance of retaining traditional rainforest lifestyles and wisdoms; 

and the strange parallel between it, the accursed Belo Monte dam and the proposed River Severn Barrage which I have been campaigning to educated everyone, especialy its proposers, that it is a shit idea because it will effectively kill Europes largest nature reserve, the wetlands of the River Severn with its tidal bore: 

today took on another and deeper teaching.

new dvd cover

When my snake-twin friend, who like me is also Chinese Year of the Snake (as is '2013' between mid-feb to mid-feb) brought home a copy of the Emerald Forest dvd after I had enthused so much about it, I was surprised to see the new edition art work of the front cover is very heavily influenced by imagery and symbolism relating to the Reptilian Agenda as made public by David Icke in his book Children of the Matrix (which mentions me by name). 

The tribesman has been given a 'reptilian' image and the snakes tongues. The misleading symbolism here has very little to do with the actual content of the wonderful film.

Today something astonishing happened. A present for my son Charley's mum as it is mothers day this week. The astonishing thing is shown in the photographs that I took when I walked into the room where it was waiting to be wrapped and I saw the connection: 

 

Charley's favourite story is the Jungle Book.

Kaa the serpents forked tongue represented by same shape
as Mowgli the man cubs stick, which points to his red pants;
Bagheera's mouth mirrors this.

Two days ago we went to Plantasia,
an indoor tropical jungle in the heart of Swansea, South Wales. 

Kat, Charley, Phoenix

ADDITIONAL: 17.3.14

Could this, be this ?

http://snakeappletree.blogspot.co.uk/2014/03/7sobm.html

(broken link)

Additional 19.4.2016

Could This be THIS ?

SEX VICTIM

The core of my focus is:

None of us, of our own or previous generations, have sorted out the human condition, the human community. But with our help, the next generation might. The next generation are the future of the human race, and they are in less compromised situations than any adult. They are therefore more important than any of the adults.

The symbol for this is the Olmec stone head carvings of babies, toddlers wearing gum hats so they do not hurt their heads when they fall over while learning to walk. The Olmecs represent child-worship, which indicates how we should be listening to and looking after our kids, instead of indoctrinating them with tv and video games, and feeding them toxins with sugar, white flour, ground bones and gmo junk food diets.

I care about this planet and humanity. I care about the future of our species.
Personally I am about gender equality, skin equality, age equality; about ending segregational ‘–isms’. I am about peace. Community is about the dance of differences to achieve a working balance.

In this village there are half a dozen single parent mothers who agree with the state, CAFCASS, social services, and child psychology and welfare studies that “children thrive best with both male and female role-models”. These parents and their children embrace me into their lives to have a hand in raising their children. My natural aptitude for looking after kids has been commented on in the family center who have offered me work placement if I get the qualifications to pass me through the red tape of bureaucracy.

The problem I have had is with neo-feminist, anti-male state workers who on the one hand read out the party line that “children thrive best with male and female role-models” and make such claims that “there are not enough men involved in child welfare” while on the other hand are actively discouraging me from attending courses and achieving these qualifications, simply because of my gender. The argument that ‘we live in a male dominated society’ is a lie that does not accurately represent the real world that we actually live in. It is now 50 years since the womens liberation movement and ‘burning of bra’ ceremonies.

I made this t-shirt to wear to the next Child Behaviour Course session in the family center after the neo-feminist teacher encouraged the whole class to bully me for being the only man in the room. She actually said the words "women are superior to men" during the session.

edit:
ooh im not alone, a supportive ally sent me this link moments ago :)

Men-childcare-Group-fight-sexist-discrimination

I live in a county where 5 years ago, a pedofile ring consisting of 4 women and 1 man were imprisoned. The statistics are that in this county of Wales Britain, women are 4 times more likely to be child abusers than men. FACT

I do not intend to do private childcare because I have to protect myself; I do not want to be alone in a room with other peoples children because the chances are that I will be set up by someone at some point (probably one of the women with kids who I have said No Thanks to for sex, which has happened to me before). This is why I am trying to accept the offer I received to work in the family center where everything is above board in the open in public. If I was a woman, this would not be a concern.

Nursery-group-chief-exec-warns-child-abuse-cases-deterring-men-childcare

from Grendel to Beyond the Jabberwock

"lampost, lamppost, lamp-post or lamp post??"

approx 150 years ago the first "Englyshe Diction-arie and correcte pronunciationes of wordes" was written, before that the rule was 'anything goes' which had led to a complete mess of a language.

The guy who wrote the dictionary also wrote that on his street, although technically they were all speaking the same language, that none of them were speaking the same language and it was very confusing; that is why he wrote the dictionary. It was fifty years later that the first Grammar book came out, latter Victorian era.

So truly, the concept of 'proper spelling and proper grammar' is relatively new; just a few decades later world war one broke out - we have literally had only 100 years of 'correcte englyshe' and in that time, it has mutated again and again. Several credible dicitonaries now exist that have some authority (the word authority means 'has been published' it stems from the word 'author') and usually agree on spelling and concept although recently the NWO has began revising them like what Winston Smith was doing in George Orwells book '1984' (written in 1946).

All students of english language/literature need to work Shakespeare (FOUNDATIONAL as his reads added over 4000 previously only spoken words into the dictionary!) and Jeff Noon, a deconditionalist literature guru from the late 20th century / who tells it / well / who tells it / as it is / who / gets the message across / using language constructively / and for real / but / control-obsessive academic experts / the critics / hate his message / that / the structure is / poetic. Anthony Burgess book A Clockwork Orange is the 20th century literary Great as far as use of language and the issues faced by his generation goes.

I'd write it as 'lamp-post'; for to write lamp post as two words is an adjective (describing word) followed by an action word. That the reader takes a few moments to comprehend and understand these words as such, proves how brainwashed the reader is. In a hundred years time someone won't have the same cultural bias to perceive that you are talking about a specific everyday-awareness thing, a pole with a light on top of it. They will look in their dictionary and read 'lamp, a sort of beacon' and 'post, to post a letter'.

A lamp-post (hyphenated) however indicates a singular item, refers to a specific concept and labeled thus during a neo-cultural development in language; therefore a term used to describe an invention during a technological evolutionary phase not accounted for when the dictionary was originally written. This proves the need for revisionism, which is only of concern when that revisionism is used to strip the general awareness of specific concepts such as Freedom and self-responsibility verses state domination = slavery.

English language is fluid, has flux, the same intended meaning can be expressed through words in several different ways. This is unlike European counterparts for example 'the germanic block' to illustrate a case in point, in which; It is explained in a very structured order;
1 this is the topic that I am talking about, and then
2 that this is the information which I am to relay about it

If you study the Futhark (Nordic runes) there is a tradition that first rune is the overall concept while the following are the development stemming from that (Ra and Re). English uses a different alphabet and is a Creole language assimilating many other languages into its form.

from Cutesy to Zombi

illustration from Return of the Living Dead III

This blog has been inspired by This blog:
Sankarea: Undying Love by Mitsuru Hattori.

Growing up the Western Way

Sankarea: Japanese Cover

The huge social war against pedofilia has not accepted the culture summarized by now (finally) ex-pope’s commentary “pedofilia was normal when I was a boy”. Jim fixed it for some and (allegedly) the BBC conveniently covered it up for a few decades until after he’d died. I am reminded of my school pal’s joke about Paul Daniels; “For my next trick I’ll put my finger up your bum, can you feel my finger up your bum?” my pal, pretending to be the stage magician raises both his hands and shakes them about in front of his head, saying; “now that’s magic!”

Today have been discussing the development of English Language in Britain and America, as it is 200 years since the Declaration of Independence yet only 150 years since the very first English Dictionary was published in Britain, which relates to the divergence of the language into two separate languages. It is crucially important here because the American terminology Arse and Fanny refers to the reverse of what the British mean by the same terms.

Growing up the Western Way is a cultural reference to the Eastern opinion of Westernisation Process that is affecting their culture, in relation to how we do not even have terminology such as Easternisation Process nor is the Eastern Way spoken of, despite for example the Budo philosophies being of great influence to the West in spiritual interest groups, particularly the philosophy of a Animism, ‘everything is alive, part of one great living whole; rocks, the wind, rivers, the elements themselves, have spirit’.

Sankarea: American Cover

This leads us nicely onto the second theme in this blog; the Zombi component. Zombi are originally humans that have had their capacity for thought and emotion greatly reduced if not stopped altogether. There seems some confusion as to whether a zombi is a physically dead walking corpse that for some reason will not lay to rest, or whether it is a normally biologically functioning body with the brain in the state of a vegetable. My own personal take on the matter comes from a study of voodoo culture in which anyone who is brainwashed, is a zombi. In Buddhism there is a concept ‘Sansara’ which translates into English as ‘confused’ and/or ‘conditioned’ mind, as opposed to “Satori” or ‘enlightenment’.

The Zen concept of No-Mind is a confuddlement to many westerners, in that with Zen philosophy ‘an empty mind’ does not make one a zombi, it makes one enlightened, a clarity of perception uncluttered by distraction of thoughts. This is the opposite to the Western philosophy of ‘an empty mind’ being the vegetative state, a mindless or thoughtless zombi, incapable of rational activities and conversation. What we call a Hollywood zombi falls into this category.

And so now we need some manga/anime style pictures of nature worshipping shamen-monks communicating with samurai-zombi.

All over the world, we now have television, radio, mobile phones, wifi, internet; all of which are electronic mind control devices. We have “soap&dope” chloride/fluoride in the drinking water and chemtrail skies; dumbing us down. The longer we are subjected to this shit, the more damage it does to us.

From Cutesy to Zombi

This blog was originally intended as a commentary about our perpetual quest for perfect partners and how shit we generally treat them once we find them, about the ongoing observational analysis of relationship dynamics, especially in Britain where domestic abuse and sub-dom relationships are unfortunately the norm and it has been this way for several generations.

Our generation are supposedly wise enough to see through such behavioral patterns and are capable to sever the cycles of abuse. I recommend Dr Eric Bernes fabulous book about Transactional Analysis, called 'The Games People Play'; human psychology and energy control systems laid bare. We no longer wish to be segregated into separate units, divided and conquered, doing what is expected of us and repressing our natural desires. We actively seek mutual support, friendship and Love between our tribal communities. In state terms this is deemed ‘a support network’ comprising unusually strong and focused mature individuals many of whom with diverse interests and abilities, and for the record given current political climate; the appropriate childcare qualifications necessary to protect our kids from ourselves, each other and social services forced adoption policy.

I have a child with a girl I met on the internet both of whom are very cute in their own ways. My current partner also came from the same website, she is cute in an entirely different way. Thankfully and due to a focus on ‘amazing optimistic heart’ and ‘healing nature’, we all of us now get along triumphantly; setting aside negativity for the benefit of the kids who are the most important thing. Increasing numbers of people are coming aware of this now and living in such a way, that the teenage hang-ups inherited from growing up in a repressive society are overcome by liberal attitude amongst adults and a focus on protecting the children and raising them to be better than we were.

We all have different relationship needs and our group are able to identify and explore many of these.

We laugh at cartoon Hollywood zombies to overcome our fear of what is happening to us, of becoming them.

The zombi apocalypse is well underway. Here, we represent the counter-culture, the revolutionaries, we teach deconditioning techniques openly and for all.

You are not your Mind; Mind is not the Self.

You wear a body designed for pleasure and it is owned by you alone to do with whatever you choose.

Alternatively; do whatever your partner says, don't ask questions, don't think, submit.

Your community needs You.

Breaking Meme Chains

"I RETURN ALL ENERGY TO SENDER, WITH LOVE, AND I SEVER ALL CHAINS"

After 20 minutes of chanting this mantra in my mind, and my septic toe is twanging with the healing vibe for the first time in over a week, and I have identified the miasm / meme chain where my energy is syphoned. the networks that peoples thought-tunnels create.

People generally are untrained in perceiving the world this way and would be shocked and hurt to be told they are vampires, or that a vampire is working through them.
Perhaps the best way to explain it is to regard the whole colony of ants or bee's as the body of the will of the queen; the intent of the brain module is carried through all components. Humans are little different when the chains are uncleansed, Our energy is drained out by whatever ruling vampiric entity is using people in this way.

Whole cultures might be components and the chains are invisible, residing in belief structures often of other people. It is a form of slavery to regard ownership of another person, even by preconceiving ideas relating to them is a form of beat-matching which grips them and takes away their freedom to generate their own time-field and access their own instinct abilities.

And so, we use the above mantra to cleanse ourselves, and it is pure and it works. By watching where the energy comes back at me from, I identify the chain system as it is released. I identify the people caught up in it.

Most 9 times out of 10 the source is a victim of their own belief structure that is not serving them to pursue, but heir ego has identified so strongly with it they are unable to detach. Religion is a bitch of a problem like this.

AVOID THE GRIPPERS!

Gridding To Control
They cannot cope with Reality, they cannot adapt to what is happening. They intend to impose a sense of order upon it so they can control it, which involves gridding (setting the paths for, which is a form of control) a group of people who are not slaves, who are free, and who do not want to be controlled nor have other people tell them how to live. They stress because they cannot control all factors and this is a form of mental illness. That nobody can control all factors and that nobody has a right to control the lives of other people is a factor of Life that we all have to deal with. They have limited vision; collectively the group has broader vision but only if unrestricted for its individual members to flow on their own natural instinctual paths. This has always been a problem with religious repressionism through the ages. That we do not intend to be gridded, that we are free and do not have to listen to or empower their control system in any way, irritates them. Only by their acceptance of Divine Right to Liberty can they heal.

Psychic Vampirism
It is not that the energy vampires intend to be vampires, it is a consequence of their multifaceted connections with yourself that when their Attention connects to you, tht your timefield correlates by your willingly subserving to make that connection and the energy circuit flows together. This form of energy is magnetic but our decision making process *should* when we are observing properly, be involved and not merely jumping when the person thinks ‘jump’ at you. Psychic vampirism is the name given to what we are discussing. The only way to end this negative form of relationship is to sever the connections willingly so that the vampiric entity Is forced to re-train their behaviour. Raising awareness of these issues is paramount importance to human development nd personal / cultural evolution.

By forcing me to do everything ‘not at my own pace’ I found it stressful and debilitating, I was no longer functional. The oppression of deadline haste effectively blocked my creative flow, as creativity cannot be forced, and stopped my productivity.

Timeframes & Intention Fields
I discovered that I was only happily creative in a stress free way once the Attention of the stress-originator (who was capitalizing on my own energies) was distracted and they were not thinking of me; when they were asleep, or diverted to hassle someone else. What this taught me about how mental-bullying and about how energy works is that I can only energetically attune to higher frequencies required to produce quality visionary art of whatever form, when I do not have other people target me with their Intention Flow.

Can only Flow when self-harmonized, and not when forcefully ‘beat-matched’ (to use a dj term) with someone elses timeframe. We generate our own timeframe and when they clash, there is friction, there is stress. This is highly notable with something as subtle as the creative fields. If you observe an artist or better yet partake in a group of artists who are happy at work, you will share in an experience of relaxation and the attainment of higher level awareness; Peace with and from the Creativity. Such Flow is vital to any artist and cannot be forced. For the artist, the ability to project this vibration is a pure form of Being, and the biproduct of any artifact is merely the channel to study and develop a natural talent. Once you know the deep inner calm, stressful people will not be tolerated to control your output; it is counter-productive.

We use the term ‘doorstepping’ to describe a stalker who will not leave you alone, who sits on your doorstep to get hold of you even when you do not answer your phone or emails to them. This is a form of energy vampirism. They are forcefully ‘beatmatching’ to your own Flow, and it is a simple fundamental law of pohsyics that 1 humans bio-energetically harmonize with others around them when they are comfortable, and do/can not harmonize when not comfortable. Expecting and wanting and demanding something of a person to extent that it pushes them outside of their self harmony and into distress and illness, is a form of abuse. Everyone needs time to self-harmonize.

One technique we call ‘de-fragging’ is to shower or at very least spend time near a waterfall or listening to rain. It energetically clears miasms and the links other people have set with their Attention strands upon you, which steer your Flow and bring you to within their timeframe. ‘Time’ is electro-magnetic particle ‘mass’ also called physical ‘matter’. Time=Matter, the Creation is built of this. ‘Manifesting’ is a method of bring to you what you want, we call the process intent and we generate Intention Fields. Where this affects the Free Will of another person against their own will, is a form of abusing that person by treating them as a zombi. Intention Fields project the Grids, light-code energy alignments that people psychemotionally flow through. The vibration of Intent is the time-frame; physical action follows (flash of light, rumble of thunder).

"I RETURN ALL ENERGY TO SENDER,  WITH LOVE,  AND I SEVER ALL CHAINS"

deathworlds by design

“My set is amazing, it even smells like the street”
Halloween Jack aka David Bowie, Diamond Dogs album.

Before Necromunda (deathworld) there was Confrontation, published in five episodes in White Dwarf magazines by Games Wokshop before I reached puberty. I read it and re-read it and pretty soon realized that the rules they presented were both incomplete and contradictory, even with the original and much superior hardback Warhammer 40K rulebook to draw from. It was intended as a pen&paper, 'imagination based roleplay' / 'tabletop battle game with miniatures' crossover.

It depicts a circus of all that was deemed cool by war obsessed squaddies trying to influence male pre-teenage visionaries raised on Bowie and sci-fi noir. Confrontation is Escape from LA meets eighties glam rock chicks and pop culture fashion. It is Mad Max without vehicles. It is Trash City meets Nitro-99. Bladerunner meets Total Recall on the backroom tabletops of Mos Eisley bars.

I gave up on GW for being too expensive, for letting me down with the nonsensical Confrontation rules after the promise of industrial urban distopia street-gang skirmish warfare, and for reinventing Confrontation into the stupid games system of Necromunda which had less psychers, less mutants, less personalized characters, less intrigue and strategy, less politics, less customization, and more cartoon blueprint-imprint brainwash programming, because every group who ran the pre-generated adventurers with pre-generated gangs had the same pre-generated programming, and it sucked.

But I still even today collect bits for my bits box, to superglue together into Confrontation/Necromunda dream sets. As an art student my bedsit became The City as I built a Spire out of recycled crap that people would collect and bring me knowing vaguely that I was working on some crazy art project.

During my twenties I filled a room of my flat with trash, it took over long before I could silver-spray-paint most it. When I left Zooport I filled the attic with my completed City section models and 3D wall-relief backdrops to give the new denizens a shock when they went up there by torch light.

Now I am older and more grown up, I have only a few bits-boxes of pieces too cool to part with, and outline visions of sets I will probably never build. I have giant posters hand drawn to illustrate in 2D what it is I have lifelong been trying to create in 3D; the perfect Confrontation/Necromunda street set.

I can find surprisingly little about the original Confrontation online.

http://confrontation.8k.com/

http://necromunda.wikia.com/wiki/Necromunda_Wiki

http://www.easternfringe.com/

http://necromunda.diaryland.com



Confrontation wasn’t just a broken rules system and some great visionary descriptions; it was the disturbing illustrations that set it apart and made a reality of it. I knew this place, I have lived there. The illustrators accused of having had too much acid, had broken through to give pure insight so we young kidlings could follow through the portal. It was the fashions, the locations. I didn’t like the guns so much, the army mentality of aggression and violence had less impact than the sex appeal of the cybergothic sluts portrayed in mutated chaos and over-confidence.

Then SLA came along from a Scottish roleplay game company Nightfall, which somewhat filled the gap; eighties technology on the world of Mort where monsters are weeping up from polluted wasteland cracks between consumer apartment city sections supposedly protected by mesh fences and patrolled by media hero warriors who come crashing through your apartment wall just moments after you recognize your street as the warzone on one of the omnipresent live-news-entertainment tv channels.

SLA had pretty much the same soundtrack except by then it had a techno edge instead of early metal. that the GW staff uniformly got into. SLA was also from Diamond Dogs. And its artwork is legend, right up until the time its copyright owner Nightfall sued one of their fans for posting some of it on the internet without prior formal written consent.

I realized in school, that all the sets and the art that went with it, all the war games, the scent that accompanied it all; of cleanliness, fresh plastic from the moulds from Games Workshop, the cellophane, held a tone that opened the mind, to remembering, to coming to terms. Something in the military training facility water that stripped the mind clean and into pure focus, not to question orders, reflex shoot to kill.

I realized that the kids in with my group were the soldiers I had fought alongside and against during the perpetual war; in 'nam, in the trenches, world war one and two, too many to list and name.

All the dead soldiers reborn and coming to terms with the horrors of the warzones that broke us through to psychic perception, awok us from our slumbers, heightened senses of the blood and fear, pain and gunpowder, explosions and mud, bullets and lightning reflexes, imminent death and confidence of being bulletproof, because of seeing the timing, seeing the framework, breaking through the matrix of the scenario we were stuck in; recreating, re-living the experiences through tabletop war games, skirmish battles, before GW went cartoony and put their prices up, a rubber mask orc after the hallowed gaunt of a nazi uniform inspired battle craze.



This was to help us heal, all of us to calm down after we were killed just a few decades or so before. That is the purpose of tabletop wargames for boys.


Just a few months ago I met a friendly heavyweight boxer in the street. He took a shine to me and we got chatting. He’d not long returned from  the front for mental health reasons after fighting the Taliban. “Ten year olds; that’s who we’re fighting. Kid pointed a gun…” choked throat “What you going to do?” He gesticulated the act of lowering his rifle. “My mate, bang splat. I couldn’t do it, I got kids of my own.”

I tried to get him a job with a security firm I know so he could do bouncer work instead of the ring. Last time I saw him he was having trouble coping with civilian life and had signed up to go back out there.


“Its only a matter of time before I kill someone and if I’m going to kill people I might as well do it properly.” 

Yeah, I thought; pacifism and realism clashing.