Critical Mass

                A lot has been thought, said, shouted out about the riots of London. Polititians and jurists want the people involved punished, maybe even without a trial at all. The insurance companies CEO’s are ripping their own scalps in despair about the payouts of the insurance of all those pillaged stores. News Media networks are divided (as is, like always, the PTB’s wishes). Some blame the Government about the idle masses that caused so much chaos and mayhem; others say that nothing can excuse that behavior, the violence and the destruction.

            What I don’t hear, read about or even think someone other than me is thinking is: how did this happen? No. I’m not talking (writing?) about the lack of police forces on the streets, the excess of unemployment that puts half of the young citizens of all developed countries main cities on the streets. Nor am I talking about the psychologist view of what happened that blame violent movies and videogames as cause for what happened. That’s just bullshit, spun around and fed to the TV-dependant, brain-lacking, thought-controlled zombies that inhabit (even thrive) in this world. What I’m talking about is the real how. The “how” that any person with an IQ equal to or greater than that of a chicken, if he/she puts all his brain power to it can achieve… HOW DID WE LOSE CONTROL LIKE THAT? What really happened?

            The answer is critical mass. As more and more people are pushed to the brink of survival and (paid) slavery, due to debt, created by the elite, to control the masses, a new thought wave is being generated. Why? Why do we have to serve the elites? Are they superior to us? In what way? Are they smarter? Hardly. Are they stronger? Rarely. When people unite they bring down corrupt governments and even countries. So… WHY?  I’ll return to this.

            I’m not an anarquist, so I can’t, in good conscience, excuse the people that were involved in the riots. I can’t really excuse any kind of robbery, fraud, violation of humans rights of any kind. White collar crimes happen everyday, cause despair and scarcity for millions of humans and yet it seems to me nobody cares. White collar crimes, political corruption, government “I-Don’t-Give-A-Fuck” policies are the main triggers of scarcity, that lead to this “critical mass effect” of violence and destruction, generated by the despair of people wanting equality and justice and not getting it. And yet the news media are as idle as the unemployed young masses of my time. Now it’s Greece. Paris last year. Critical mass:

Critical mass is a sociodynamic term to describe the existence of sufficient momentum in a social system such that the momentum becomes self-sustaining and creates further growth.

The word is scarcity. Scarcity is fueling the momentum and it has reached a point of self-sustaining and further growth. It’s on everyone’s mind now, and only one thing can end the critical mass effect. We gotta put a stop on scarcity. No longer can the few control the many by resource-management creating scarcity. It ends now. One way or the other. The many are sending a message to the few:

Make a choice.

Pequenas ajudas (se é que isso existe)

Já referi algumas vezes no meu jovem blogue que sou um grande apoiante das teorias apresentadas e defendidas pelo Movimento Zeitgeist (www.thezeitgeistmovement.com) e também das teorias apresentas pelo The Venus Project (www.thevenusproject.com). Poderei mesmo chegar a dizer que acredito firmemente nas ideias desses dois grupos como sendo o único método de chegarmos ao séc. XXII. Já voltarei a isto mais para a frente.

            Eu tenho muitas e variadas amizades com diversos tipos de pessoas, felizmente. Atravesso raças, credos, culturas e todas as fronteiras deste nosso planeta. Calma, não me estou a gabar, apenas a afirmar e isto é um facto. De entre todas essas pessoas que desejam, como eu, ver alguma mudança duas questões sempre surgem: Como e Porquê? Ou seja, querem ver mudança mas não sabem como agir nem porque motivo, já que mais ninguém o fará (ou assim eles pensam).

O porquê é fácil de responder. Porque sim. Porque o poder está em cada um de nós e cada um de nós é esse poder. Porque se queremos mudar o mundo temos de nos mudar a nós mesmos (leia-se deixarmos de ser um covardes imitadores).

O como, dada a sua raiz subjectiva, já é mais difícil de responder. Mas uma boa tentativa é a seguinte:

Eu não sou uma pessoa com capacidades sobrenaturais. Sou inteligente q.b. mas nem de perto nem de longe possuo um cérebro ultra-poderoso. Tenho bom coração mas não sou a pessoa mais caridosa que existe com toda a certeza. Então aí a pergunta pode ser outra. Pode ser como é que eu faço para ajudar? Voltando ao que referi no primeiro parágrafo. Se outras pessoas, como eu, acreditam que projectos como o Movimento Zeitgeist e o Projecto Vénus (vamos chamar-lhe assim, somos portugueses) são uma boa alternativa ao estado das coisas, uma grande ajuda seria mostrarem às pessoas que conhecem esse caminho. Outra grande ajuda seria explicarem-lhes, darem-lhes uma “visita guiada” a essas ideias, em preparação para aquilo que irão ficar a conhecer. Será uma pequena ajuda ao(s) movimento(s) e uma pequena ajuda a cada um de nós.

Pequenas ajudas valem o que valem. São as boas acções que os nossos avós nos ensinaram a fazer para dormirmos melhor com as nossas consciências. E daí talvez não sejam tão pequenas assim. Quando se olha para o mar, para a areia e até, para o Planeta e o resto do universo o que vemos? Pequenas ajudas. A nível cósmico a luz solar que atinge a terra e a enche de energia é uma pequena ajuda. Permite a tudo o que vive na Terra armazenar carbono (todas as formas de vida terrestre são baseadas em carbono, tanto quanto sei). As plantas por sua vez vão transformando e reciclando o nosso fornecimento de oxigénio e servindo de alimento dando uma pequena ajuda a todas as outras criaturas. E como diriam os ingleses, and so on and so on.

Não há pequenas ajudas. A haver pequenas ajudas não há grandes, logo, por conseguinte, não há pequenas ajudas porque não há termo de comparação. Podemos mostrar o que aprendemos, podemos construir algo à volta da ideia (ou de outras semelhantes), podemos apenas apontar o caminho para quem ande (como eu andei) perdido. Mas a questão é que cada gesto nosso transforma o mundo, transforma quem lá vive, transforma-nos. Vamos fazer com que cada gesto seja de união, seja de coragem e seja de bom coração para as transformações serem positivas.

Vejam os seguintes documentários:

·         Zeitgeist Final Edition; Zeitgeist Addendum; Zeitgeist Moving Forward;

·         The Inside Job;

·         Future by Design;

Se, ao visionarem estes vídeos não encontrarem um caminho, uma ideia, um território mental inexplorado algo de muito errado está a acontecer na vossa mente e seria bom procurarem apoio psicológico. Não me levem a mal, não quero faltar ao respeito a ninguém - é apenas uma sugestão.

About Loss (The Joy of Life)

                This little article (no laughing now) could have been also titled “False Assumptions”. In a country where it’s assumed (even publicized with a certain pride, I don’t know why) that half of the people knows how to read, but prefer to gather around a TV watching soccer, soaps or reality-shows, instead of reading a book it would be a false assumption to presume that the size of this article is an issue (it could be 3 lines long with big ass letters and still no one would abandon the sofa). Soccer instead of a big, sporting event is a sea of corruption. Soaps are more of the same, the same stories over and over. And reality-shows are as real as a Martian shitting gold turds in the woods. Moving on.

                We all have opinions, we all are able to think and contemplate. From the bottom of the human deepness of thought come assumptions, a pre-established idea about any subject, about anyone, about anything. It’s a gathering of experience and logic processed uniquely by each of us. One of the most frequent “nesting places” of false assumptions is the realm of interpersonal relationships and the closer they are, the more frequently they happen. E.g. Friendships:

                In the friendships I form and celebrate (friends are the family we choose) I usually assume 3 things:

1.       I can trust my friends and that they can trust me;

2.       If something comes out that might stress that bond that my friends talk and discuss it with me about it and vice-versa;

3.       In the eventuality that I may be amiss, mistaken and/or at fault that I’m given the benefit of the doubt and be allowed to speak about it even if not spoken to and never again from that point on;

There are more but they come with time. These however are basis for my bonds of friendship, and if a friendship ends without being scrutinized by these 3 assumptions I gather that no friendship ever existed and that instead something darker, gooey existed in its place. It’s very comforting as breaking bonds is always hard, painful and frustrating. I got 1001 character flaws and at least as many “personality quirks” that don’t go well with everyone. Being dishonest is not one of them. I’m a sincere and frontal person. Some people (even my closest friends) might say that I’m borderline insensitive and politically incorrect. In this case, losing a friend (or an entire family of them by that matter) might be a colorful, bright, happy event. I’m always more inclined to cold deductive logic, instead of hot, badly-aimed outbursts, although it has been known to happen once in a while (with people with shit for brains), when all reasoning fails. I’m a communicative person and when those kinds of bonds are broken, I come out stronger, even if, at first, I don’t realize it.

                               In love situations it’s exactly the same. When I fall in love (being an eternal believer in Love, it’s also frequent), I fall hard, head over heels. And if, as a young boy, I was always preoccupied about getting hurt, now that doesn’t happen. In our brain logic is the Empress, fortunately. Let me explain. If, in a friendship false assumptions happen, in a love relationship they happen in greater numbers and with infinitely deeper complexities. Over time I heard a multitude of people telling me their stories of failed relationships (and I still hear new ones everyday). People threw themselves at “the mercy of love” with “body and soul bared” and got hurt, scarred, broken. They say some of those wounds remain forever, poisoning future relations, even stopping them all together… what a big, stinking pile of bullshit! This is as absurd as believing in a god in the heavens and looking both ways before crossing a street! What happens is, in a relation between 2 persons (let’s assume that were not talking about an orgy or poli-amours), those same persons love differently, both in quantity and in quality. Yes, I know love can’t be quantified but if someone didn’t understand what I meant I’d appreciate it that they close this page and never return. Thanks. Moving on. Two persons might love one another and yet value different things and with different intensities. I will not debate values nor give examples here, if you know how to read, you know how to think. I take pride in having good relations with almost everyone of my ex-girlfriends despite all the supposed “wounds” that other people claim to be “eternal and unforgivable”. It’s not common for this to be so. Most of the time when two persons break up they are “hurt” and wish “never to see that person again” etc. Again, this is absurd. Unless people have blitzed trough friendship to get to love and passion, it’s nonsense, to break up as enemies or strangers. False assumptions also shine here. Most people assume “Love is forever”. Most people assume that love can exist without friendship. I say, love without friendship is like trying to take a dump without peeing. Ever tried it? They you know of what I speak of… You haven’t? Go and try doing it... I’ll wait… SYKES! False assumptions happen when a couple has no respect for the other person, a kind of respect only two friends have for one another. Respect like this comes to me naturally, it’s balance, it’s as elemental as Nature. All beasts have respect for one another and for their ecosystem, and it’s something so instinctive that it seems ludicrous to me, that we, the human race, the most evolved and intelligent species in the planet don’t have it. We have lost it, somewhere along the way. We judge others based on labels just as “wealth” or “success”, labels that have no meaning or value to me. False assumptions happen when, respect not being an issue, communication doesn’t exist. What kind of “life as one” can a couple have if they don’t debate, discuss, argue and even get aggravated to one another? The best lessons I learnt in my life came out of beautiful debates, heartened discussions, and several times, out of things said and heard in the heat of the moment. And for those of you that might be shocked about this, what the hell was an apology invented for if not to admit your own shortcomings? And forgiveness would have what purpose then? At the slightest glimpse of discord people should start beating the shit out of each other? Does that make sense? Open warfare because he didn’t lift the toilet seat or because she took two hours putting make-up and they were late? Is this logical? We argue, we discuss and try to find some common ground. Who knows, maybe the relationship comes out of it stronger. Ever thought of that? A discussion, as  heated and as harsh as it might be, and despite the fact that some things might be spoken in anger and without real thought it’s no sign, whatsoever, that said respect does not exist. I argue a lot with everyone and anyone and I don’t respect them less for it. In a way I respect more, people that stand against me and make think and find a new point of view. I go from solemn respect to awe in 0 seconds flat, in a carefully-thought, well-placed argument.

                               I’ve been alone for the last three years and I might consider myself happy. In all my relationships I put my best effort and in none, I regret doing so. When the fruits of love have gone rotten I (almost) always ended with new, tasty fruits of friendship. If at any given moment the person I was with, didn’t put out their best effort, it does not concern me on any level. That would be the biggest false assumption of all! There’s no such thing as love without grief as there’s no such thing as pleasure without guilt. Love would have no meaning and pleasure would be no pleasure at all. To all of you whose “wounds” of love are eternal and overwhelming: BE BRAVE! No one likes a coward, and this is not a false assumption, it’s reality!

Adulation (The Whisper of Death)

                I promised a very recent net-friend of mine from India that I would write something in English, so he could read me. Here it goes then.

            We live in interesting times. “Reality” is sprawled on TV and on the tabloids. Mediocrity is applauded and any kind of original thinking is discarded as second rate behavior. From school to nursing homes, from our own chilhood until we are on “a bucket list” kind of age, we are trained, brainwashed, bombarded even, with messages that imply no self-respect, no self-value, no self altogether. Criminals run amok in our political system and continue to rake in the votes of the rich and greedy, and the lazyness (behavior that I relate to non-voting and always complaining parasites of society) of the poor and dumb. It is a great world indeed when people stop reading to watch Jersey Shore and Big Brother. When did we give up on this world my brothers?

            Half-naked chicks sing about their break-ups with muscle-bound freaks. Teenagers cry about their lack of interest in anything that might improve their quality of thought. News stations report everything related to war and famine and horror and don’t really want to talk to whomever creates those wars. And we applaude, like well-programed automatons that we are. Is this really the best the most intelligent creature in the known Universe is able to do? Applaude mediocrity?

            If God exists (I may not believe im Him but I consider that I might be wrong) he must be laughing at us. It’s a Divine Comedy indeed. People die by the thousands each day and we cry for dope-fiends, half-baked human beings that were given a non-deserved gift to delight others and did not use it as they were supposed to. Where did we learn that I wonder? And who taught us?

            The Universe is ruled by Mathematics and yet no genius, no scientist is ever assigned any position of power. Here’s some math for you: how is it possible that one percent of the most rich people own forty percent of the resources everybody needs to survive?

            We live in a world bathed everyday, all day long, in pure, clean energy and yet let the ruling classes decide that oil and coal is the best solution, despite the fact that Global Warming is becoming more and more real and less and less “crazy theory”. Why? Are we that dumb?

            We hear cries of despair of people researching and developing new techonologies for the good of all, wanting to deliver us from certain death and yet we listen to the ridiculous whispers of greedy death-dealers that want nothing more than mantain their Status-Quo. Are our heads so filled with buzzing and white-noise that compose our mass-media that we can’t hear nothing else? Really?

            Death is coming for us all, no matter what we do and yet we run scared instead of facing it proudly. It rides a black horse… or maybe it’s a oil-covered mule and what we fear it’s the unknown. If that is what we fear we can, at least, face all other known fears and cast away doubt that a new world order is possible. A new order, with justice and equality for all. We need you, all of you. Stop thinking that you’re not valuable or important. We all are. Don’t let anyone tell you different or treat you as if you were. And if they do, fight and die staring death in the face with no fear in your eyes. ZEITGEIST!