Here is a helping video.

I think we’re all criminally insane in our own way,
We’re all doing it together,
We’re free styling on the wheel of life.
We’re trapped on the words of life.
On eternal dialogue,
Endless commentary,
Unending noise,
Infinite inane chatter.
We will not sit in silence enjoying the quiet sure presence of another human being.
Human beings we are no longer,
We have become Human Doing.
We march in endless rows.
Step by Step.
Perfect Unison.
We are conditioned to see the world as the economy wants us to see it.
When was the last time you did something fun that cost nothing?
When did you see a notice that wasn’t urging you to buy anything?
We are commercialised.
We have been standardised.
Two point Four Children.
Married.
House in Suburbia.
Bank account.
Job.
One person is not strong enough to break free of the Human Ant Cycle. We’d need a mass of people. There again, we have the Human Ant problem. Of that mass of people, How many are truly dedicated to the cause? And how many are just there just to follow the ‘in’ crowd?
So tell me? How do you follow, if everyone is a leader?
How do you lead with no followers?
Our conditioning is so strong we have no more original thoughts.
We refine and regurgitate ideas already aeons old.
There was a saying I heard once, and I will now regurgitate that to you.
Never worry about someone stealing your original idea, it’s probably old, and if it were original, you’d have to ram it down their throats anyway. But I am getting away from my ‘original’ subject.
Silence.
Why are we incapable of it, if we are naturally quiet with out mouths shut? Why do we constantly make small talk to further our own relationships? Do not talk to someone to get to know them.
Feel the energy of them. Feel the energy? You’re thinking what kind of new age bullshit is this? By feel the energy I mean remember the emotions that you experienced while in their presence. And there are many many emotions. Or should I say many variations of the two core emotions, like water and flour, you decide on the stickiness of the dough. Pay attention to the more subtle emotions portrayed to you by the vehicle of the soul before your immaterial eyes. Push away the overpowering emotions such and love hate happiness sadness, and you’ll find a myriad of smaller more subtle, less coarse emotions. Peace, calm, chaotic and many many more.
So ‘feel out’ this conglomeration of not-so-randomly firing synapse before you and you’ll find an unchanging soul.
Listen to the beat of the soul’s rhythm.
But first know yours. And from then on, you’re a piece of music looking for the right symphony. Judge not by words. Words are simply noise in the air that anyone can utter.
We are not as evolved as we think we are.
We are primitive.
Barbaric.
Savage.
We are. It’s no use in looking what we have built.

No, I’m talking about our interaction with the others of our kind. We allow beggars, rape, hunger, war. We allow it. If we had the determination, we could stop it today.
Forever.
But no, we don’t care.
How many times have YOU uttered that you hate the beggars/hawkers/street children next to the road? Is that compassion? And do you still consider yourself to be compassionate? You’re probably thinking as much as I, that I helped that other one a while ago and then there was the time… Is this enough? NO it is not. You’ve helped one person, but for every person we help, one hundred stand behind him/her. We need to stop being selfish and let basic foods and services be free. And expect no return or even gratitude from them. That is what’s holding us back. We want them to tell us how grateful they are and just generally make you feel important.
You’ve given them something in return for instant gratification.
All they have to left is pride, and you wish to diminish that.
If this offends you, look away, I don’t care.
This letter is to myself as much as the rest of the world.
This is the way I feel about myself, about you, him, her, them…
So take the lessons to heart, live by them, and breathe, eat and sleep by them.
Or do like most people would, read it, be inspired for all of a day, then let it slip away like last night’s dream…

A couple of months ago I thought of starting a sort of hoax political party aiming at hijacking people’s consciousness by using mindfuck tactics, guerilla ontology, weird images, sourcery, chapel perilous, etc, etc. Primarily the aim would be to change consciousness, destroy reality tunnels, maybe a little bit of cognitive dissociation here and there.

This was the start of a conversation the other day, now this is a tad difficult to explain, so bear with me, and try to identify similar symptoms, if you will, in your own surrounding area.

When last have you, or anyone, tried to acquire entirely new knowledge that is of no profitable use to you/them?
Man is, by nature, a social creature as I’m sure is obvious, and yet this essence of us is exploited to such a degree that it is at once both blindingly obvious and deviously subtle. Walk down a street. Any street will do. Now comes the hard part, is there anything in that street that does not scream buy me? We’re manipulated from birth to identify certain (expensive) objects as things that give status and class, the cool factor, a sense of achievement etc.. For example, that newest phone that everyone has (so they want you to believe) except you. The new car that seems to pick up all the girls. The impressive house that says “you’ve arrived”

The trouble is, you can’t escape the marketing machine. It is an integral part of every day life. We have a connective ability that can match two apparently dissimilar items, and come up with the right answer.

1 + 1 != 2

Life isn’t as simple as math. Instead it can follow along the lines of:
Red and Yellow M logo + Money = Food
Red and Yellow M logo + No Money = No Food

Taking advantage of our ability to associate pictures and colours with basic human needs, companies have made billions by installing their corporate logo into our image repository.

Just realised I’m rambling and fading out.

Back to my original subject.
The age old saying goes don’t believe everything you read, correct?
Simple piece of wisdom, near impossible to follow. We’re taught to believe.
Newspapers are held as truth, yet it is just the truth of the day. Far too few people (I include myself in this) actually investigate articles of interest, instead relying on second or third hand wording.
Open your mind to the fact that you are being manipulated.
Realise that your hand is being forcibly pushed towards your wallet.
Understand that you “can” buy happiness. But it is the artificial happiness of having stuff.
True happiness can never be bought, but we have to push through a flood of advertising to find it, only to realise it is like trying to hold water in a sieve. You can free your mind from possessions and marketing strategies, but then you still have to deal with the most insidious of advertising fields.
Love.
You can be the most charming, loving, caring guy in the world.
But prove it. If you refuse to take part in the great god of marketing’s game,
You will probably not find someone to love, and this is exactly what they want you to think too.
You will not be able to buy the dinner on the first date,
You will not be able to do all the things that couples do, because they cost money,
You will not be able to buy the ring that would bind you to the one you love,
No wedding, No honeymoon etc etc the results are endless.

You can never escape the machine.
You need only know that the machine is there.

My eyes are still trying to decide if they’ve been abused.

Caution, animated, but not entirely sure if it’s safe for work.
Though I wouldn’t let any children watch it.

The word got caught like a fly against fly paper.
I got to thinking. What is individuality?
Where does it come from?
Where does it lead?
And how exactly do you define something as individualistic?

Is it the essence of randomness lent into any given situation?
No I don’t believe so, as given the right pressures, anyone can be made to do anything.
Dark thought, but it has been proven.

I began by breaking up the word.
Upon study there are 3 parts, I saw no more and no less.

In - Unable
Divi - Divide
Duality – Consisting of two parts.

All was fairly simple and mundane until I hit the third.
Duality. Consisting of two parts.

Now I’ve understood individuality to mean there is only one.

One.

Yet here, in the very essence of the word, there is another defined.
Long have I pondered this, wondering what to make of it, letting the subconcious wheels turn.

Then I stumbled upon it. There is another. More than one more, an infinite more, to be precise.

Years ago, I was reading a text on quantum physics, on how ethereal the world really is,
and how each step we take on seemingly solid earth is in fact a miracle in itself. In fact
we shouldn’t be able to walk at all. You see, there are 2 levels to this thought.

First, there are the actual atoms to consider. We, a loosely-woven carbon based lifeform,
an animated sack of mostly water, are made up of uncountable number of materials.
Materials that are made up of molecules, molecules that are made up of atoms etc etc.
I won’t go further just yet, that is for the second level. What makes it such a miracle
that we can walk? This: There is no “glue” holding these atoms together. No fancy
force field to stop our atoms from rearranging themselves to a form of least resistance
(shapeless blobs). And yet we hold our forms, somehow. And we walk on a earth that
is just as immaterial as we are. And yet we don’t fall through. We are made of the same
stuff. Yet we don’t fall through. It can break us, rend our flesh and crack our bones. Yet
we have the same elemental make-up.
Why is this?

Second, What are we made up of exactly?
Normal atomic law states that everything is made up of something else.
Easy enough to take in. Lets put it into practice shall we?

Forest => Trees. More Trees, and a few more trees to your left.
Tree => Bark and Leaves
Leaves => Cellulose and water
Water => 2 Parts hydrogen, 1 part oxygen
Hydrogen => 1 Nucleas, 1 Electron
Nucleas => 1 Proton, 1 Neutron
Proton => 2 Up Quarks, 1 Down Quark.
Quarks => Nothing.

Wait. What?
Yep. Quarks, at the sub atomic level, are made with fresh, wholesome nothing.
There is a lot more to this, but that lies in the realm of hyperphysics.
I’m no physicist. At least, I don’t imagine so.

Now ask yourself this question. If the very bottom of the chain is a quark built on nothing,
What is the tree really made up of?
What am I made up of?
What is this computer, feeling so real under my hands, made up of?

Answer? There isn’t one.

But I can guess.
My answer (Yours might be different) is Belief.

I believe that I exist therefore I exist.
I am a figment of my imagination, and so are you.
Everything fits in my imagination.

You exist because you imagine, and believe it to be so.
I exist because you’ve imagined me.

Now that I’ve explained where I’m coming from, let me show you where I am going.
I return to duality. Right now, I am imagining you, and you are imagining me.
That is a link that can never be broken. It connects the world. It creates the world.
It is a link between everything, both animate, and inanimate.

Yet somewhere along the line, we stopped believing in our own power. Our own link
to the Source that we have always envisioned. It has received many names, and I don’t
imagine I know them all. Valhalla, Heaven, Nirvana. It exists for many only as a goal,
reachable only as this world ends, and the next begins.

It IS attainable in this life. I have been there, for a brief moment on a spiritual workshop
I attended a few years back. I’m certain it lasted both a few seconds, and a lifetime.
Such a beautiful place does exist.
Such a beautiful place must exist.

It gives us something to look forward to,
When we have grown weary of the sights here..

This is a referee who hates south africa, bafana bafana, and playing fair.
Last night’s game (RSA v URU – 16/06/2010) was a display ofthe worst refereeing I have ever seen.
First, Suarez was OFFSIDE. He should not have been there in the first place.
Second, Khune had barely touched him, Suarez was already going down BEFORE the intercept.
Awarding the red card, in my opinion, should hopefully kill your shot of refereeing at the final.

And to add insult to injury, you award a penalty to Uruguay, which had to be defended by a keeper who hadn’t even warmed up yet.
If that is not playing favoritism. I don’t know what is.

Khune, don’t apologise. You were awesome.

Before was a heavy clunky full http version. It is now a shiny awesome lightweight thingumajig.

Enjoy!