Saturday, June 29, 2013



People who sabotage themselves are not allowed to make mistakes.
People who love themselves are allowed to make mistakes.
People who unconditionally love themselves never make mistakes.

The wold is here for my enjoyment
& if I'm not feeling love
in your company, so Fuck Off!

The only way to
have your cake &
eat it is to
go beyond it.

You can only
talk about
what is in your

Knowledge is structured in consciousness.
Outside of consciousness is my territory.

How much 'junk'
do you have in
your 'intent' file?

Friday, June 28, 2013



Joy is
a quality-
less state.

Create a safe,
private environment
for yourself &
get in touch with it.
A little bit
at a time
Be careful.

Rage is an aspect of
unconditioned love.

I am in touch with
societies rage
at all times.

Many people
have tried to
manipulate me
by showing
me their rage.
All I do is
remain silent
& reflect it
back to them.

Enlightenment means
living in ones'
natural state.

You can only manifest the amount of rage that you can control. When it spins out of your control, you are in big trouble.

Without rage you would
be a weak piece of shit.

Wednesday, June 26, 2013



Separateness is all pain & misery.
The ego doesn't want to be unified.

Illusion is such a powerful thing which means
you have no chance of escaping reality.

The man of compassion
sees himself as he is.
He can also see himself
through the eyes of others.

Don't blame the camera
if you are not beautiful.

Falling in love with the reflection &
forgetting the sun is not very intelligent.

Karma is created
by being attached
to the fruits
of ones actions.

People who manifest
unconditioned love
are dangerous
to ignorance.

There's no thinking
in fight or flight;
it just happens.

Beggars are not stuck with
the false idea of choice.

I beg you,
for your own sake,
stop killing each other
while you still can.

I am not interested
in your praise;
I don't have to
accept your blame.
When it all
hits the fan
don't blame me.

Tuesday, June 25, 2013



A master violin player played a first-class concert. After the concert, whilst in his dressing room, an important newspaper critic visited him.
"I would like to congratulate you on your concert." Said the critic. "That violin that you played is the best sounding violin that I have heard for many a long year."
The master violinist walked over to where the violin case was sitting. He popped the locks, opened the lid, put his ear to the violin and listened.
He turned around and said to the critic, "Funny, I cannot hear a thing!"



A few days later Defoe gave six of the older boys 5 pounds each and a train ticket to a Bush town.
"The Cocky will meet ya at the station, so good luck lads. This is Gods' own country and with a bit of hard work and a few brains ya should do all right for ya selves."
We said our goodbyes to each other and that was the last I saw of them. As the days went by Bill Defoe kept getting phone calls from Mr. Mansell, the Aussie Director of the BBM. Each time he got a phone call, a few more boys were shipped out until only 2 of us remained, me and Morris.
One day I said to Bill, "What about me and Morris Bill? Haven't ya got a place for us to go to yet?"
"Ya sure ya won't change ya mind about going in the Army, Yorky?"
"Quite sure Bill. I'm itching to get out to the Bush. I've been looking forwards to that for 2 years now."
"Alright mate." He said. "Ya old enough to leave home so I guess ya old enough to make decisions for ya self. You and ugly Morris will be leaving tomorrow morning so better roll ya swag bright and early."
He walked away resigned to the fact that Army life was not for me.
It was difficult for me to sleep that evening 'cause all I could think of was red dust and kangaroos. When morning finally came I was packed up within half an hour so I made mi way across to the kitchen for some breakfast.
After breakfast we said goodbye to the cook and went back to the Nissan hut. Before long Bill Defoe came through the doorway and said, "Here's ya ticket Maurice. There's 5 quid for ya start in life. Here's your ticket Yorky and here's a fiver mate. Make sure you look after it 'cause you'll have to work bloody hard in the Bush for a fiver."
"Thanks Bill." I said. "You're a real good bloke. You've really helped me a lot since I've been here."
"Root ya boot Yorky." He said with a slight waver in his voice. "Ya train leaves at 2 O'clock from Sydney Central so don't go fucking around Sydney and miss 'em or you'll be sleeping on the station all night."
An hour or so later one of the Jackeroos loaded our cases into his car and drove us both down to Cabramatta Station and before long Maurice and I were humping our cases onto the Central Stations' platform.
It was now about 11 and we had to wait until 2 in the afternoon for Maurices' train. Mine didn't arrive until 4:15 so we sat around the station smoking fags and eating hot chips covered in tomato sauce.
There was no one left in my life now to say. 'Don't do this' or 'Don't do that!' All I had to listen to now was the inner voice of silence that lives in the center of my heart.
The train Morris was due to take arrived on time and I helped him put his 2 large bags on board.
"Look after yourself Morris." I said as he climbed up the steps. "Keep practicing with your knife mate and best of luck to ya."
"Same to you Yorky." he said and then went inside to find his seat.
I watched the train slowly pull out of Central Station and unbeknownst to me, a couple of years later I found out from one of the boys I accidentally met while traveling around the fairgrounds that poor old Morris was gored to death by a large stud bull. The bull was in heat and really cranky. Morris was walking through the paddock when the bull decided to charge him. Morris ran for the fence but he was not fast enough. The bull stuck one of its horns straight through Maurice's back and broke it. Then it gored him into the ground. At the time the boy told me this story I knew that none of us can escape our destiny.
I was now left sitting on Central Station by myself. I felt rather sad as I sat there, thinking about all the people I had left behind, mi mother, dad and sisters, the 15 lads I'd lived with for the past 9 weeks, Bill Defoe. They were in the dead past now and all I was left with was myself.
'Oh well', I thought, as I wiped away a couple of tears that slowly trickled down the front of mi cheek, 'I'm left with what I stared out with, myself.'


"Is this the train to Burgooney?" I said to a platform ticket man.
"It sure is mate. Ya got a long ride ahead of ya. You'd best hop on her 'cause she's pulling out soon."
"Thanks mate." I said and threw mi 2 large suitcases up the 3 steps and into the carriage. After I found my reserved seat and put mi cases where I could keep an eye on 'em, then made misen comfortable. Pretty soon the old train gave a big jerk and a few clunks and it slowly pulled out of Sydneys' Central Station.
'Well, here we go.' I thought. 'There's no turning back now.' I realized that the other boys must all have been thinking the same as me when their train pulled out of Central.
There was only a couple of people in my carriage, a woman and a man, so I put mi feet up and looked out of the window at the suburbs which were now flying past. The train to Lake Cargelligo was an Express. The word Express had nothing to do with the speed of the train, which was quite slow in comparison to the English Steam Trains. On the floor, under where my feet were supposed to be was a sort-of half-round tin can. It was about 18" long, 10" wide and about 5" deep. It was the strangest contraption that I'd ever seen on a train before and when I made some investigations I discovered that each seat had the same tin can underneath it.
The first stop was Paramatta. It was a small suburb of Sydney and lay at the bottom of the Blue Mountains. I had read in the brochures that the BBM sent me in England that Parramatta was once a penal town. There was a well-known jail there, which used to house the convicts in the early settlers days. In the 1700s' there was no road or rail across the Blue Mountains so when the convicts escaped they always took 2 or 3 weaker mates with them so that they'd have some food when they ran out. The stronger convicts killed off the weaker ones and ate them just to survive. That will give you an idea of how rough that mountain range was in those days.
It was getting dark now as the old train made its way slowly up and over the Blue Mountains. Once we got through Luera and Blackheath, the train picked up some speed and headed out due west to the Bush.
"Tickets please." Said the conductor. I handed him my ticket and he said, "Burgooney, eh mate?"
"Ya just come out from the old country have ya mate?"
"Yes, I've been here for about nearly 2 weeks now."
"Jesus Christ mate, you're in for a right eye-opener."
"What do you mean?"
"You'll find out sport." He said as he punched the ticket.
"What's this can for?" I said.
"Oh, ya never seen one of those before mate? At about 8 O'clock tonight one of the stewards will fill it up with hot water. Keep ya feet warm mate. It gets pretty cold out West this time of year. There's a blanket overhead. You'll need that or you'll freeze ya arse off. You can get ya self some sandwiches and hot tea when the canteen opens. You'll need that too. Give us a holler if ya need anything else. There's hardly a soul on the train so I've got lots of spare time this trip."
"Thanks." I said and put mi ticket in mi back pocket so I wouldn't lose it.
After, I bought some sandwiches, hot tea, a bottle of pop and a couple of bags of chips. I ate them all and then set about rolling myself a big fat Havelock cigarette. It was pitch dark out the window now so I read an old newspaper that someone had left behind.
All through the dark night we traveled, almost non-stop. The tin of hot water was great to put mi feet on because by now it had gotten really cold. I dozed and nodded the night away and when the sun came up at 6 in the morning I could no longer recognize any of the scenery. Looking out the window all I could see for miles around was wide-open spaces. Some of the red land was quite barren in places and in others there was only Mali for miles and miles. (Mali country is best described as dense bush.)
"Lamb chops, bacon and eggs do ya for breakfast?" said the steward.
"That sounds great."
"It's being served up in the dining car in about 10 minutes so you'd might as well go through now."
I had not rested too well that previous evening because it was so cold and the thought of bacon, eggs and lamb chops with a hot cuppa tea was all I needed to get mi
stiff little body mobile again.
Soon as breakfast was over I went for a walk around the train. There was only 3 people left on the whole train now so I was beginning to wonder where the hell Burgooney was. After the train left Parks, one old couple got off and at Forbes the remaining old lady left the train. I was the only paying passenger left besides the conductor and the steward. That was it!
We passed a small bush town called Condoblin and the train chugged on for another hour or so.
"Your stops coming up shortly mate." said the conductor as he walked through the carriage.
I got mi 2 big suitcases ready by the door so it wouldn't take me so long to get off. The train started to slow down but as yet I could see no station in sight. Five minutes later the brakes started to squeal as the old train ground to a halt.
"Here ya go mate." Said the conductor. "This is Burgooney. Give us one of those cases; I'll give ya a hand off with it. Someone coming to meet ya are they?"
"Yes, a bloke called Burt Booth is supposed to pick me up."
"Christ, I hope he's not too late mate. She must be a hundred degrees in the shade today."
I jumped down off the train and the conductor handed me mi 2 large suitcases.
"Best of luck lad. You better hang out in the shade or you'll fry in this heat. It's a good job that you've got that Bush hat to keep the sun off or ya wouldn't last but 5 minutes today."
The guard/conductor blew a loud, shrill whistle and the old train and its 4 carriages took off slowly down the railway track.

Burgooney station consisted of one small-corrugated tin shed, which was securely locked, and a half-moon sign that read:
I was now in a state of shock. Almost immediately hundreds of small bush flies decided to give me a warm welcome. It must have been at least 100 degrees as I tried in vain to keep the bush flies off mi face. I opened one of mi cases and found a tin of Airoguard but it made no difference at all. When I looked in one direction there was nothing as far as my eyes could see and in the other direction all I could see was Mali bush trees. It was the most frightened and despondent time I have ever felt in mi whole life up till that point.
Miles away in the distance I could see a small cloud of red dust. Everywhere I looked was shimmering heat waves and in some places the heat mirages looked like big waves of water. As I sat there in the heat on one of mi suitcases, the sweat was streaming down mi face and the bush flies were tormenting me to death.
'Now you've really done it Richard!' a small inner voice said. 'The farmer has probably forgotten you and you'll starve to death out here and no one will ever find you. Why did you leave your mothers' warm, cozy house? At least you had food and water there and Jim Bailey was a good bloke compared to this hell-hole!'
'Piss off!' I said to the voice, out loud. The curse shattered the hot, dusty silence for a split second then got lost in the wide-open space. The only form of life I could see was 3 black crows that sat in a gum tree and cawed out loud every now and again.
I decided to move around 'cause the hundreds of bush flies were just about driving me insane now. I could feel the heat of the ground burning its way through mi shoes as I walked around the tin shed.
When I looked through the dusty window of the shed I made the mistake of putting mi hand on the tin wall, which was burning hot. Instantly, I pulled it away and cursed.
"Shit! Fuck! Bastard!" I said as I shook mi hand and then looked at the large red patch that had just formed. I was now close to tears so I walked around the back of the station shed to investigate further.
All of a sudden I noticed a great big lizard who was sat in the sunshine staring straight at me. He was a couple of feet long and had hard, thick scaly skin. Around his neck was a big frill of scales. I did not know if he would attack me or not so I bent down and grabbed a broken limb and hurled it in his general direction.
The tree limb almost hit him so he took off at full speed straight under the tin shed. As he ran he kicked up a small cloud of red dust behind him. All over the ground were these small brown burrs with tiny barbs sticking out of them. Growing up the back-side of the shed wall was a patch of brittle looking thistles about 4 feet high. The ground was as hard as concrete and it looked as though it had never rained for years in these parts. A bit further along I saw a huge mound of dirt, which had holes the size of a sixpence all over it. Picking up a hot, flat rock, I threw it at the mound. Within seconds the biggest ants I had ever seen came marching out to investigate the violent intrusion. I stood well back as I watched them scurrying over and around the mound. They had 2 little pincers at each side of their mouth and they looked very much to me like miniature black crabs. Later on I came to know they were called Bull ants and could give a nasty bite to an unsuspecting victim.
Off in the distance, the small cloud of red dust was now beginning to get bigger and bigger and after 10 minutes or so I could see a small white dot in front of the cloud of red dust. A few minutes later I recognized the white dot as a pickup truck.
Ten minutes later the pickup ground to a halt in front of me in a cloud of red dust that got up my nose and made me cough a bit. In the back of the truck were 2 black dogs with pricked ears and yellow eyes. They stared straight at me and as soon as I moved they started to bark.
"Sit down ya bastards!" roared a broad Australian voice from inside the cab. The drivers' side opened and a rough-looking Bushman climbed out from behind the dusty steering wheel.
"G'day." He said, "My name's Burt Booth. You must be Richard, are ya?"
'Yes, that's right."
"Throw your ports in the back of the Ute mate and we'll git moving."
"What about the dogs?"
"They won't hurt ya mate. They're chained up to the front."
The dogs lunged and growled at me as I lifted both mi suitcases and stacked them in the back.
"Sit down, ya fucking bastards!" yelled Burt Booth at the 2 mean-looking black dogs.
"Come on mate, git a move on!" said old Burt Booth as I arranged mi two cases so the dogs wouldn't chew 'em. "Hop in the other side." He said, so I walked around the Ute and opened the passenger door. "Christ, she's a warm one today." He said as he put the Ute into first gear.

Monday, June 24, 2013




It didn't take long to put mi sheets and a blanket on the bed and I opened up one port to use for a cupboard. I lived that way for years 'cause it was easy to close the case and move when necessary.
That evening Jim lit up the hurricane lamps so we could see to eat. After, we listened to the radio for a while, then went to bed early so as to get a good start in the morning. I never had a lamp in my room, just a candle which Jim gave me after I promised not to sleep with it burning 'cause the old house was so dry, a spark or stray flame would have sent it up in smoke within seconds.
The following morning we were up at 4:30 so we loaded the old Bedford up with steel Waratah posts (10 to a bundle), the chain saw, shovels, crowbars and picks, half-mile coils of high-tensile wire, barbwire, strainers, fencing pliers and various other tools to do the job with.
Before we took off Jim said, "Grab a couple of empty plonk flagons and fill 'em up with tank water. You're gonna need 'em."
"I'll only need one."
"I'd say you'll need about six mate, but you'll have to make do with 2. We'll take 2 each 'cause there's no water where were going."
"Alright mate.", I said. "If you say so. No problem."
After breakfast Jim grabbed the large esky box and we went outside to the truck. I went to get in the passengers seat and he said to me. "Hoy, git out of there. You must be joking mate. You can chauffeur me up the paddock!"
"But I can't drive Jim!", I said with a look of astonishment on mi face.
"No such word as 'can't', Yorky and ya certainly won't learn anything sat in the passengers seat watching me. Hop in the drivers seat mate."
This was amazing! I'd wanted to learn to drive for nearly six months and now here's this bloke telling me to chauffeur him up the paddock, out to the scrub.
"What if I have a crash Jim?"
"What if ya do mate? I'll just kick ya arse and we'll start again."
I knew he was only kidding because he had a big, warm smile on his face which I could just make out from behind the cloud of cigar smoke.
"First of all, put ya foot on the clutch and pull her out of gear into neutral, then jiggle the stick to make sure she's still not in gear. Turn the key on, give her 5 or 6 pumps on the excelerator 'cause she's cold. Then ya press the button and she should start."
I nervously followed the instructions to the letter and the old Bedford roared into life.
"She sounds a bit noisy Jim."
"Don't worry about that mate. The back end of the exhaust pipe is missing. Now, you've got to double the clutch on this old lady so every time you want to shift gears pull the stick into neutral, let out the clutch and push it in again. Then pull it the rest of the way down into gear. Away we go mate! We're off! That's what the monkey said when he sat on the circular saw watching the races. They're off! Let 's go Yorky!"
I pushed in the clutch and shoved the long stick up towards first gear.
"Let the clutch out slowly and give her a few revs!"
The old Bedford shot forwards and started to kangaroo hop out of the yard.
"Push the clutch back in Mate and try her again. This time give her more revs and let the clutch out slower until she grabs."
I repeated the instructions and this time the old Bedford eased into motion without a single jerk.
"Ya got her mate! Now, once ya git a few revs up, double the clutch as ya change gear. The gears are marked on the letter H on top of the knob."
I changed into second with a few grinds. Then I heard Jim shout, "Look out mate! We're heading for a big Box Tree!"
"Oh shit!", I said as I look back up from the gear stick knob and out the windscreen. We were off the track and heading towards a big tree! I pulled the big steering wheel around to the left and back on to the track.
"Jeesus mate! Ya had mi worried there for a minute!"
"I'm sorry mate. I was trying to read the gear numbers."
"I nearly swallowed mi Monopole, Yorky! I don't mind ya rooting the truck up but I'll be pissed if ya make me smash one of mi cigars up mate!"
Nothing seemed to worry Jim as we bumped up the track. Sometimes on it, sometimes off it.
"Ya see that gate way up there, ahead of us mate?"
"Well, we've got to go through it but preferably I'd like to open it first!"
"What d'ya mean Jim?"
"I mean, this old lady hasn't got any brakes! So make sure ya give her plenty of room to slow down."
"What? No brakes?"
"No brakes.", said Jim with a smile. "But ya can push the brake peddle if ya don't believe me. They went out a couple of weeks ago but ya never know, maybe they came back on their own!"
I pushed the brake peddle to the floor but nothing happened. The old Bedford never missed a beat.
"Oh shit Jim! What now?"
"Ya see that Gum tree overhanging the track up ahead? As soon as ya get level with it push her into neutral and we'll cruise the rest of the way up to the gate."
"What if she won't slow down in time?", I said, very nervously.
"Well it'll save me opening the gate, won't it!"
He gave me a reassuring wink and lit up his cigar and surveyed the scenery out of the passengers' side window, which had no glass in it.
When we got level with the Gum Tree I pushed her out of gear into neutral. As we headed for the big iron gate a couple of large potholes slowed us down and the old truck stopped about 15 feet in front of the gate.
"PHEW! That was close Jim."
"Close mi arse mate. Ya mean to tell me ya gonna make me walk all that way to open the gate?"
"We're only 15 feet away."
"Yeh, but the gate opens the other way mate, so I've gotta git out and walk 15 feet before I git to the gate! Never mind Yorky, ya can stop closer to it on the way back home.", he said with a grin.
By the time we got out to the paddocks where we were to start fencing, I was not sure whether I wanted to learn driving or not but Jimmy reassured me by saying, "You're gonna make a beaut driver Yorky. Ya did as well as I could have done it miself!"
"How do you know which Gum trees to use as markers for slowing down?"
"Easy mate, I've hit those gates miself before today.", said with a wink.



All dramas
will create
for you.

If you are
not going to
ask me who I am,
then I will.

The more one is
living it
the less they are
talking about it.

World saviors don't talk.
They're too busy doing.

The divorce rate would
go down tremendously
were people to get
married to themselves
rather than to each other.
I promise to
love, honor &
obey myself.

Only the destructible
lives in fear of survival.

If you were
born ugly
there's not
much difference
when you're old.
If you born pretty
there will be a lot
of adjustments to be made.

It's all
in the


Life's experience
is talking.

Life is
one big

If you
want more
from life
than the basics,
then you are in trouble.

You don't exist
when I close my eyes.
You exist when
I open my eyes.

The kind of power that
I'm talking about takes
incredible courage to manifest.
There is not a man alive
who it does not reside in.

The Question is;
Do you have
what it takes?

To attain
the greater
you have to
give up
the lesser.

What are you
interested in?
Are you interested in
endless creation
or destruction?

What are you not willing to give up?

One has to
maintain their integrity
wherever they live.

I don't change,
time changes.

While people are still
talking about it
nothing will change.


This too
shall pass.

Empires come & go.
And what about the
New World Order,
what happened to
the old?

Everything I suffered,
everything I gave up,
everything I attained,
I offered for free,
no one wanted it.
Therefore, I will give
you what you want -
Ask and you shall receive it.

The only way to get the fox
out of the trap was to kill it.
There are many traps in life,
hence death is necessary.

If you want this
you have to give up that.
I gave up this life
for that.

Happiness or sadness
has no sway over me.

You can put your childish toys away
and move on, or the times will take
them away from you, regardless.

It's very simple,
it's either


Inner security~
Where else will you find it?

I look in awe.
I am unable to
describe what I see.
It stuns me.
My mind maintains
silence in its presence.
It is intelligent enough to know that.

When the laws of the land
are in tune & in keeping,
with the laws of Nature,
societies grow & flourish
in a peaceful way.

Sunday, June 23, 2013



It is high maintenance
to exist as a shape & form.

Shape & form
is the
food of time.

The only way to escape
the ravages of time
is to revert back
to your formless state.

If you don't give
you don't get.


I wait until I am asked.
When you ask, I will
not keep you waiting.

Doctors live on disease.
Dentists live on tooth decay.
I live on ignorance.

If you think the world
is such a great place,
what am I doing here?

If you're still looking to help people,
you obviously haven't helped yourself.

Saturday, June 22, 2013





The puppet can only do what the string puller tells him. It is not the puppets fault that he becomes boring, it is the puppeteers limitation.

When money becomes God,
Faith will be tested.

A man in the Outback once asked me,
"Do you believe in God?"
"Yes", I said.
"How much money do you have?"
"About $500." says I
"Just in case.", I said.
At that moment a decision was made.

When the search in concluded
and the results are the same ~
There is only one.

When it happens,
I guarantee you,
it will not
be on the internet.



If you're in debt
you have no character,

What you've never had
you won't miss.

Past and future pictures
are in the now.

If you're bored,
you're not deep enough.
You're too shallow.

When 2 or more
are gathered,
I AM there.

It's easy to
prove my existence,
check the breath.
The inbreath
& the outbreath.
Invert the IN
and you're OUT of it,
anytime you're ready.

The body says, "I live on Planet Earth."
What do you say?
The body says, "I am made of earth, water, fire & air."
What are you made of?
The body says, "Just because I say
I'm tired & go to sleep,
it doesn't mean you have to."
The body says, "I'm feeling paranoid.
You're focusing on me too much."
The body says, "I farted."
& you apologize.
Speak for yourself, not me.

Lower conscious beings will
always try to 'pull down'. '
It is the nature of gravity.

The nature
of life

Once life
enters the body
it lives on it.
It's called
a food supply.

The breath comes in
& takes what it wants,
then leaves.
You may not like it
but what can you
do about it?

The bigger the population
the bigger the corporation.


Very rarely
does getting
what you want
make you happy.

The man,
who wants
to rule the world,
is the weakest
of the lot.

You'll know the shit has hit the fan
when the white man starts complaining
that the Mexicans have taken all the gardening jobs.

Friday, June 21, 2013



Do you mind my asking you a few questions about the tattoos on your head?

Q: Why did you tattoo your head in the first place?

A: When I first came here, to America, twenty-three years ago, it was not to achieve name and fame as most people do, nor was it for the fulfillment of desires. I came here to warn people of the pending doom that was rushing from the future into the present if they did not change their ways.

Q: Did people heed your warnings?

A: No, in fact, I was labeled a Prophet of Doom and ridiculed.

Q: Did that bother you?

A: Not in the least, speaking the truth has never bothered me, it simply made me more determined.

Q: What was your next course of action?

A: Well, I contemplated what to do next for quite a while before I decided to tattoo the Truth on my head. Actually, there is a story of a promise that I made when I was saved from drowning when I was a little boy.

Q: That must have been very painful for you.

A: Yes it was, but not as painful as what mankind is on the brink of going through now.

Q: In what way?

A: Twenty years ago I said, Eighty-five percent of humanity is going to be wiped of the face of this Earth. The only way that the remaining fifteen percent is going to survive is through unconditioned Love.

Q: That sounds quite extreme to me.

A: Yes, you and billions more. In the twenty years since I tattooed the Supreme Peace Formula on my head only three people have asked me what it meant . One was a stranger who walked across the street to ask me, one was a drunk and the other did time-pass in a Post Office.

Q: Why do you think that is?

A: The pain and suffering isn't great enough yet but it's getting there.

Q: How can you be sure that is going to happen?

A: I saw it twenty five years ago in meditation whilst living in the outback of Australia. It took me five years to understand it. Whatever I see in meditation, as regards mankind, always happens. It hasn't let me down yet.

Q: Did tattooing a Universal Peace Formula on your head change your life?

A: Yes, it ruined my worldly life. It shattered my few remaining fantasies, one of which was that people would be interested in their own survival. I also found out that I was not a world savior. My commitment is to the death.

Q: Are you sorry you did it.

A: No, I am at peace with myself. I have no regrets. I have one desire which is Peace on earth and good will between all mankind. Will you support my desire?

Q: How do I do that?

A: There is an ocean of peace within each and every one of us. When you are ready to support my desire you will manifest that peace within yourself.

Q: I don't feel like I have much peace within myself, so what can I do?

A: Plenty. Find out what disturbs your peace and get rid of it.

Q: Easier said than done.

A: Easier done than said.

Q: Can we talk about the meaning of the symbols on your head?

A: Of course.

Q: The red dot.

A: The red dot is symbolic of the sun. In the beginning was the void. Without the sun there would be no life on this earth. Without life on this earth there would be no one to ask about God.

Q: The crescent moon below the sun, what does that stand for?

A : In the beginning, the Earth was covered in water. Without the moon it would revert back to its original state.

Q: Below the crescent moon there are three lines?

A: Yes, the three lines stand for Creation, Sustenance, and my favorite, Destruction. That is the foundation of the mind; it creates an idea, plays with it for a while and then destroys it.

Q: I like the green star above the Sun, what does that represent?

A: The green star symbolizes the Pole Star. It is the only Star in the Universe that does not move. Knowledge of the Stars and Planets can be understood by meditating on the Pole Star.

Q: What about the two snakes wrapped around your head, what do they mean?

A: One is called Ida and the other is called Pingala. They represent the in-breath and the out-breath. For example, let me ask you a question, are you breathing?

Q: Yes.

A: Good, then you should be able to stop for twenty minutes, Right?

Q: Wrong, I couldn't do that.

A: Then does that not imply that you are not breathing? Breathing is going on even when you're asleep. And you imagine that your doing it? Which also implies, if you were responsible for breathing and you forgot about it because you were involved in an interesting action you would die, and so would every one else who believed as you do.

Q : What about the Mandala on the top of your head!

A: Yes, the top of the head is where the Nectar is. It is also called The Garden Of Eden. The seven stars around the mandala represent the seven major planets.

Q: The two symbols above your eyes look like writing to me, am I correct?

A: Yes, you are quite correct. They read HAM & SAH which means,
It is also the divine sound the breath makes as it is sucked in and out of the body due to the void at the end of each breath. But, from the stand point of reality there is only one void.
The sound the breath makes, as it moves in and out of the body, is the music of God, (This goes beyond the prison of religion). Those who do not hear the music are sleep walkers, dead men walking. When the breath exits the body no one can guarantee that it will re-enter and thus sustain life. No one ever gives it a second thought. Were the breath to not stop, once it had filled up the lungs, would they not explode? Man in his ignorance, claims, that he is controlling this Divine Play.

Q: On the back of your head I see a cobra surrounded with flames. There is also writing above the fire,what does that mean?

A: That is the Kundalini Naga (Snake). Once the Guru awakens her she makes her way up the inner core of the spine (the Sushumna) to the top of the head. Her only desire is to re-unite with her Lord, Shiva her consort. The Sanskrit writing above the flames reads,


There you have it in a child-like simple way.
The truth is never complicated.
It is available to all who seek it.

Knock and the door shall be opened unto you. (Knocking is attention)

Destruction of Ignorance is the Birth of Enlightenment.

I AM in your every breath.

God dwells within you as you.

God exists in your feelings




To learn
you have to put yourself
in a vulnerable position.

Pain & suffering will never let you down. It is the great mover. The motivator for the ignorant; but how many are moved out of love.

The only thing a good person & a bad person have in common is death. Death is guaranteed. How you die is not.

has nothing to do
with surviving as
a name, shape & a form.

America, is the same
as all other societies
in a pain/pleasure society.
It chases pleasure &
runs away from pain.

Liking pleasure & not liking pain.
There is an addiction to pleasure.

I stand
for what you
need to take
care of
but you have
your own agenda.
Don't expect me
to sit down.

Live & let live,
Do no harm.

Lack of morality means
you have not risen above
animal status.
don't try to
convince me
you're human.

is unimaginable.
It may manifest at an
inconvenient time.

You can't have a world without Creation, Sustenance & Destruction. The destroyer destroys & the Creator Creates out of the Destroyers destruction. The Sustainer gives sustenance to the game.

A lifetime
only lasts
so long;
it's limited.

People only want to know about the things they can control. Let's be honest; what can you control?

All of life
is preparation
for that
one moment &
no one can stop
that moment
from happening.

Dragging the
burden of anger
all through life.

You prepare
by knowing
you can't
change it.

I come
like a
in the

I know what's
important in life.
I know what
I won't do.

to die.

Hard work
is not easy.

You can
live in heaven
any time
you want.

If you want
you have
to give up

There is no drama
in Enlightenment.

It costs one
a lot

If you haven't
helped yourself
then you're
using people
as guinea pigs
when you try
to help them.

The higher you go,
the lower you will sink.

In order to dream
you have to
go to sleep &
you like dreaming.

The world of sleep
is not much different
to the waking state.

The dreams
go along
with the

Thursday, June 20, 2013



All I ever wanted
was for people
to be happy.

I can speak
the truth
as I have
nothing to lose.
You are convinced
you have choices.
You chose
the world
you have a
lot to lose.

the imagination,
is not
based on

Try to imagine
the unimaginable
& your mind will revert
to silence.


I live Reality
because my life
is unimaginable
to me.


Interest & resistance
can not live
under the same roof.

You cannot live a weak life
& end up strong,
likewise, you can't live a
life of strength & integrity
& end up weak.
In my company,
you will know
how you've
lived your life.

The reward for living
a life of integrity is
a life of integrity.

I am not against telling you
what to do with your 'carrot & stick.'

Once you know
the same disease is everywhere,
what's the point
in going anywhere?

Wednesday, June 19, 2013




What isn't
a movie?

I've never had
time for luck.
Luck is for fools.

To go beyond
a desire
you have to
go against it,
not with it.

A lineage
of Avadhuts.
My madness
will cure
your madness.

I am a
generator for God.
If I don't
keep generating,
I'm no use.

If you don't know God
how can you generate
free energy?
For those who
can't do that;
life sucks.

I am a little part
of the jigsaw puzzle.
Without me,
you're all fucked!

What do you do when
you get to the end
of a jigsaw puzzle &
you're missing a piece?

Any fool can become famous;
it takes a wise man
to remain anonymous.

You get off the bus
when you reach
my destination.

If you can't turn the TV off
how the hell are you
going to turn your mind off?



It is better to share and share alike -
That is if you care about your survival.

One of the American Mantras:
"Not in my lifetime!"

When there's nothing
left to lose, even the
weakest man will fight.

All I could see around me
was hills, fields, walls,
sheep & blue skies.

When I first came here,
I offered everything
that I have attained,
for free.
Nobody wanted it~
What can I tell you.

Tuesday, June 18, 2013



the penny drops
will be the same.

If I can
do it
any fool
do it.

On your deathbed
it's too late.

belief systems
are dreams.

You will be awake
when you know that
waking & sleeping
is a dream;
as with
coming & going.

What makes
a dream
to be real?

The power behind these words
is potent enough to destroy
what you believe yourself to be.

People do not
come looking
to me for hope;
they come looking
for me when all hope
is gone.


Death of this
is the birth
of that.

Cavemen mentality
is playing itself out
with modern weaponry.

What will
the military
do to survive?

All that
happens is
Fallout of Transmutation.


Even a crow
can recognize
acts of kindness.
Can you?

Monday, June 17, 2013



When you
find something
within yourself
that never changes,
you've found Reality.

The world
comes into being
with its own history.

By my presence I give reality
to the good man & also to the bad man.

When I drop out
of the equation
all existence ceases.

Don't expect it to stop
while you're still
adding to it.

is a carrot.
of ignorance
is the fact.

I destroy ignorance
just by being alive.

How can you
help another
when you
cannot even
help yourself?

A barren woman & a castrated man
are useless for breeding.
That is the result of debt.

Feeling sorry
for someone
doesn't help them.
It just drags them
further down &
you along with them.

Working with power
means keeping
out of the way
lest ye get burnt.

People walk around with a head-full of knowledge to make themselves appear intelligent but they don't apply it in their life.

You can't
the Truth;
that's why
it's true.

There is only one Truth.
Everyone perceives it
through their limitations.

I once told a man that I AM Shiva, the Destroyer of Ignorance. "Oh", he said, as his eyes widened. "Do you doubt me?", I asked. "No".,said he. "It's probably my lack of vision that I cannot perceive you as such."

How can you give to another
what you can't give to yourself?

There is only one Reality
& everyone has their own
distorted view of it.

The mind can
wander all it likes,
it will never be content
until it finds home,
until you introduce
it to the Source.

If you can't
imagine change,
don't worry.
The unimaginable
will help you out.

Once you know
you are not who
you think you are,
that's it;
life gets



You tell me,
are you worth it?
Never can you
convince me
that you
are not.

is the
prime mover.

The desire
to live
is the

The more love
you can contain
the better
you will be

It's easy
to see things
in a positive way
when you want to.

One gives
then you don't
have to
depend on

leads to

How many laws are there
'on the books'?
That will tell you
about 'free societies'.

Sunday, June 16, 2013



The profit doesn't
trickle down
but the debt does.
Am I missing something?

When there is a problem
& you can't solve it;
you become part of it.

doesn't include
imperfection to the
eyes of ignorance.

If it doesn't come out of love
how can there be any goodness in it.

Music is an integral
part of the culture.
Sweet music &
sweet people
are inseparable.

There is no difference
between water and God.
You can't live without
either of them.

God is consciousness.
The Sun is proof of that.

Nothing can happen until
the connection is made.

Society is like a car.
It won't go for long
when the timing is out.

You only know you have
an addiction when what
you're addicted to
is taken away.

Free Speech comes
from living a life
of discipline, otherwise
it's simply drivel.

Violate your constitution
& lose your freedom.
Once the constitution is violated,
martial law is the next step.
With martial law
comes military thinking.
Military thinking
is based
on discipline.

It is the responsibility of the people to ensure that the politicians do not become corrupt. If you don't take care of your responsibility, don't expect the Government to perform theirs.

A mans' life exists
in one moment,
held together by
time & place.

You will not survive with a
'what next'.
Survival depends on
'what now?'
'Now what'?

When one gets' rid of 'next' -
there is no 'next moment'
which means you're living
in the moment.

How big a problem does America have with drugs? That will tell you how many armed gangs there are in this Society who have killed & will kill again.

Whatever comes up
is a possibility.

They are prisoners
of greed & corruption.

When you are
not displaying
human qualities
then you are
not human.

Everyone alive
on this Planet today
is your Soul mate.
Why waste your time looking
for one when you can
have the lot.


When you want something
you do not deserve &
you get it without working for it;
you open the door to all sorts
of disembodied entities.

How can you
have your cake
and eat it?
Once you eat it,
it's gone.

The truth doesn't necessarily
have to be positive or negative.

Being right is the
least important
thing of the lot.

The only thing
that can save
man now is

Saturday, June 15, 2013



Q: Imagine that there is a goose in the bottle. Without smashing the bottle how do you get the goose out, intact?
A: There! it's out.

The goose and the bottle are in the mind. Your mind put the goose in the bottle, therefore, it has the ability to take it out. Likewise with everything else in life. You believe you were born. The world appears according to your belief. Employ the same technique and be free of it. Right action will follow.



Where are the good?
How are they ever
going to get in
a power position?
It just isn't going
to happen.
Not when

Nature does not discriminate.
The bad will go with the good,
this time.

Once you stop
in the past,
there's nowhere
to go back to.
Once you stop
in the future.
There is no hope!

When you are suffering
from the delusion
that you are free;
the antidote is to count
how many laws there
are on the books.

'I can't'
'I can'
'I will.'


Inner security
comes out of
what you are not!

There is no security
in an insecure world.

The world
is made up of
surprises & disappointments.



Friday, June 14, 2013



Reincarnation is not
of the body & the person.
Once that's dead
it's gone forever ~ Amen!
Desires & thoughts
are what reincarnate.

Going beyond your
self-created limitations
is called incarnation.
Re-incarnation is nothing more
than recreating the same old problems.

is for the

Look to your own mind
and see how many times
the same thought
has arisen,
in your life.

Once one knows that
comings & goings are
Godly, what need is there
of concern?

The weak
are purposely 'helped'
into power positions.
The 'unseen'
manipulate them
at will.

Politics were not designed for the benefit of the people. You elect a politician and send him to Congress with the expectation that he is going to represent your welfare. When you find out that he's not representing your welfare then there's only one other move on the board. Go there and represent yourself.

When you want something you do not deserve and you get it without working for it, you open the door to all sorts of disembodied entities.

How can you
have your cake
and eat it?
Once you eat it,
it's gone.

Unstable minds create
crazy ideas.
Stable minds create
intelligent ideas.

Killing is not an
intelligent idea.

If you are not doing
what you love in life
how can your expect
happiness to come to you?

My love manifests as

Destruction of ignorance
is the Birth of Enlightenment.

Each age has its' own laws of Nature, totally unique to it. Have you ever noticed the level of violence manifesting in Society (and that's with mans' laws in place.) What is it going to be like when Nature overrides mans' laws, so they don't exist anymore.
Study the laws of a country and they will reveal the peoples weaknesses. The more laws, the weaker the Society.

There are no
such thing
as choices
for a
prisoner of the mind.
Whatever you
are not aware of
is deciding
and choosing for you
all the time.

Everyone lays
on their deathbed
each night.
No one can
guarantee that they
are going to
wake up
in the morning.

Quick fixes
never work
for anyone.

If there's nothing for
fear to feed on,
then how can it
live with you?

All problems
are self-created.

Awareness is light.
Shine the light
on the shadows
of your life.
Nothing is
as is
to be.

No one is
who they imagine
themselves to be.
Stop imagining,
and see yourself
as you truly are.

The man who says
"I know who I am now"
is just as deluded
as the man who says,
"I don't know who I am."

Moths don't fly
around burnt-out candles.
Women aren't interested
in burnt-out men

Light creates fire
and fire gives light.

Take the limited
and dissolve it
in the unlimited
and live.

Ignorance is
not bliss.

Politically Correct:
Whoever controls
the language
the people.

All forms of
end in misery.

Whoever controls
the food & water supply
controls the people.
Where does the idea
of freedom
come into it?

Convince a prisoner
that he is actually free
and you won't have
any problems with him.

I have nothing
to protect and
nothing to hide.

If you are interested
in finding out
whether a politician
is lying to you or not,
watch his tongue.
If it moves,
know that he is lying.

Once you stop worrying
about yourself
know that you are
making progress.

The man of wisdom
knows he is
no better
a dog.

If you want to know the man, study his dog. It will tell you everything you need to know. The dog will manifest what the man hides. It has not mastered the art of deceit.

Don't expect to receive what you can't give.
If you want attention, learn how to give it.
If you want my attention, you have to pay in a currency that I demand. I use the currency called ATTENTION.
Pay me 5% of your attention and you get 5% knowledge.
Pay me 100% of your attention and get the lot.
Now, there's a challenge worth picking up.
At 4 years of age I was given this knowledge directly from within. No books or intermediaries were necessary. What was necessary were the right conditions.
The right conditions manifested as putting myself in the Atlantic Ocean not knowing how to swim. After going down for the second time, I can assure you, my full attention was on God, or so I believed, until I went down for the third time and found the last remaining units of attention. In that moment,
I became 100% present and correct.

Once you are in that
space of Unconditioned Love,
do not allow anything
to recondition it.

I love myself
in spite of,
not because of.

All of those who say,"Absolutely, I agree!" have no idea what I am talking about.
Only the man who has looked into the eyes of the God of Death will know what I am talking about.

Death is psychological.
It is necessary for Birth.
Birth & Death
depend on each other.
The root cause of fear
is Birth and Death.

In my life, I have been told many times, "If you do this (or that) something bad will happen." My answer was then, as is now, "Good, I can hardly wait."
'IF' is the tool of emotional blackmail and fantasy.

Don't become an old shoe,
just because they're comfortable.
Discipline your mind
& break in the new.

For knowledge to manifest,
a catalyst is required.
A catalyst is that
which causes
direct transmutation
without itself
becoming contaminated.

Knowledge is
an addiction.
Wisdom is
a necessity.

This Planet was highly capable of supporting, minimum, 12 Billion people, were we not to demand more than the basics. The more greed manifests, the less people the Planet is capable of supporting.

Once you hear people talking
about the effects of Global Warming,
know that it's already too late!

The Future has a nasty habit
of rushing into the Now.

There is no security
in an insecure world.
The world hangs by a thread.
Deny it reality and be free of it.
(but do not then expect it to give you anything,
other than the basics,
which is all you are entitled to.)

It is not possible to kill a man who has no fear of Death. He will willingly donate his life to his Society and what he believes in, namely his God.

Terrorists are evil necessities. They introduce man to his fear. They strike the bell of fear in the hearts of men. No fear, no terrorists; no terrorists, no fear. They are reflections of mans fear. Most times, men who are committed to the death for what they believe in are seen as terrorists.

To survive a terrorist attack,
a man must be wholeheartedly
willing to donate his life to his God.

A true devotee of God is a terrorist to ignorance.
Just seeing him strikes terror in the dried-up heart.

One can only torture
the lover of Gods' body,
not the Being.
The Being lies beyond
torture & comfort.

When people criticize every word you utter,
it's a sure sign that you're correct.

Right & wrong
Good & bad
Should &
Holy & evil
are childish toys
that the mind has
not given up yet.

There is no such thing as '
your mind' and 'my mind.'
There is consciousness.
A frightened horse wears blinkers.
Blinkers restrict vision.
Remove your blinkers,
challenge your fear,
& see God everywhere,
in all things, at all times.

The God-conscious mind
never loses contact with God.

There is no such thing as 'unconscious'.
Unconscious simply means 'not-remembering'.

Beyond name, shape & form there
is no such thing as fear & loss.

I do not care who believes or disbelieves me.
Belief systems are for time and circumstance.
Better to prove me wrong.
In order to do that, you will have to
dive into the Ocean of Love.
That action can only improve proof.

The mind is a springboard.
Dive off, into the Ocean of Love
which lies at the center of
every ones heart.

Do not conduct business in the House of God or the tables may be turned on you.
In India, people ask me for money. I ask them, "Do you go to the bank and ask for Blessings?" They answer, "No." "Then why come to me and ask for money?"
The bank is the God of money. Don't ask God for money. Earn the Guru's Grace and become the richest man on the Planet.

To know God, go beyond your concepts of Him.
Do not mistake your concept for the Real Thing!
The Real Thing will chop off your head
with the sword of Love & Compassion.

I manifest as a
Thief in the night.
Make sure you lock
up your ignorance or
I will steal it.
Don't forget,
the key to the
prison of ignorance
is the same key
that opens the
door to freedom.

Knock and the door will be opened up unto you.
Attention is knocking.

Dreams are only echos
of your waking state.

A Societies indifference to
the suffering of others
will bring suffering
to that societies door.

Hunger will
let you know
when the shit
has hit the fan.

The terrible thing
about being a monk is
you can't let your hair down
every now & again.

'Fuck off!' is a powerful mantra.
It is well-known as a game-changer.
It gets rid of all doubts.

Eventually one cannot live without commitment. Those who are not committed, they don't even know they're alive. What are you committed to?