Saturday, August 31, 2013



To get free
of the lies
one has created,
one has to know
the Truth.

You cannot remember
what never happened.

If it gets my attention
I focus on it.
When I focus on it,
that's it.
I can guarantee you,
you won't like it



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
and 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.

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.

Unstable minds create
crazy ideas.
Stable minds create
intelligent ideas.
Killing is not an
intelligent idea.

Friday, August 30, 2013



Second-hand smoke
is the least of
your worries now?
Ask the Japanese.

The silence
talks to
but he doesn't
make a sound.

Have you ever had a tremendous shock?
If so, you are very fortunate.

When the mind stops,
the voice of silence
is deafening.

Take a city man & drop him into the Outback.
You will have to sedate him with alcohol
or he would lose it permanently.

Any fool
can attain
on their deathbed.
It will cost you
your life
to attain it
while living.

What use
is Enlightenment
to a dead man?

Once one stops
wanting it,
it's of no use
to him anymore,
even if he gets it.

The Golden Rule
rules Supreme.
If you really
want to help people
leave them alone.




Kindness is a facet
on the diamond of generosity.

You cannot buy time.
You can only create it
by not filling it up.

Right action occurs
when one gets in touch
with the situation,
acts accordingly &
responds correctly.
To do that
one needs
a quiet mind.

How much peace
can I manifest?
Now, that's
what I call
a challenge!

Don't ever put anything between yourself and God. You do not need an intermediary.
Does the Prince, need the Prime Minister to get an appointment with his father, the King?

That's the problem with Time,
there just isn't enough of it.
Once you know how to create it,
you never run out of it.

Hard work
sound character.


time to

Man appears
with everything
he needs.

Nothing will
ever happen
until people
stop hoping
& praying &
start doing.

What makes a realized being special is that he has risen above societies mediocrity and weakness & refuses to be pulled back down again.

on anything
causes misery.

People who worry
about the future
are not taking
care of today.

What is the greatest challenge in life?
To see God in everyone and everything.

Accepting whatever
comes unasked for &
letting go of what
is no longer necessary
is called sanity.

There are no mistakes,
there are only experiments.

Only a man
with a silent mind
can rule the world.

The nature of greed
is it never knows
when it's had enough.

Sin is something
that does not
produce joy.

Sabotaging oneself is not natural.
It is a learned process.
Loving oneself is a natural process.
If you don't know
how to love yourself,
it's very simple.
Stop sabotaging yourself.

No one can
give you enlightenment.
You give it
to yourself.

Thinking includes the mind,
contemplation excludes it.

If you want to find out
what the nature of something is,
look at it without thought.

Thoughts are waves.
Waves distort Reality.

At 5 years of age, they took the prizes away from me that I won at Musical Chairs. That enabled me to find my own seat and sit on it. Find out what it is that no one can take away from you. That's the true prize!

What would it take, how bad would it have to get before you join the military to fight for your way of life, as you know it?

When the work is done,
then you can have fun.



(I’ve only been resting about an hour,
when I hear Defoes’ loud Australian voice
booming and echoing through the Army-style barracks.)

Get out of those fart sacks you pommy fucking bastards! It’s time to eat, that’s if you mummies little darlings are not too fucking tired! (As he walks down the line of beds he says;)
Who the fucking hell took it upon themselves to clean up the fucking outer-dairy-yard without fucking asking first? Which one of you pack ‘a pommy bastards did it?
I did. (in a nervous voice.)

What do you mean ‘I DID’, you little fucking pipsqueak? Who the fucking hell helped you?

No one. I saw it hadn’t been done and it needed doing. I’m the one to blame.

(Defoe strides down the shed and stands in front of me.)

Show me you hands.

(I open mi hands. There are about 6 or 8 blisters on them.)

I would not have believed it unless I saw it with mi own eyes. Perhaps I misjudged you, ya scrawny looking Pommy bastard. That's what I like to see.

(He roars as he stands in front of me, looking back down the line. Then he turns to me.)

Good lad, you’re going to make it in the bush. Now go outside and piss on your hands. That’ll heal your blisters and toughen ‘em up. Where’s that ugly little bastard called Morris, and that big curly-headed pufta called Dave? Ah, there you are. You two can take the little bastards job in the kitchen and if you can work as good as him I’ll git ya a job in the Bush. Now fucking move you limey bastards, ya dinners getting cold!

(After the meal we all sit around a bit. Some of us talk and some of us write letters home to our families. At about 9 O’clock the lights in the large Nissan hut are turned out and we all try to get a good nights sleep.)

(Early the next morning I can no longer rest so I get up and dress myself in mi work clothes ready for my first days work. Just for a joke I grab mi old trumpet from under the bed. I pop the locks, put the mouthpiece in, then with a great lung full of air I blow the morning Reveille.)

Oh shit! Put that fucking trumpet away Titch. It’s only 5 O'clock!

(A few seconds later 2 or 3 pillows come flying across the room in my general direction. Then a large work-boot with a rubber heel bounces at my feet.)

Alright boys. Just a little joke, but don’t let Defoe catch you in bed ‘cause he’s likely to do anything, you know.

(At 6 O’clock we were all in the kitchen tucking into a large plate of lamb chops, eggs, bacon and toast and a tin mug of piping hot tea. Defoe comes into the kitchen, gets himself a large plate of breakfast, then disappears back outside again. After breakfast we all go back to our beds for an extra few minutes lay down while our big breakfast digests. It is not long before Defoes’ big, rough head appears in the doorway.)

Alright you Pommy fucking bastards,on your fucking feet. Time to go to work! Who blew that fucking trumpet this morning?

I did.

Get it out and play me a tune, Squirt.

(I pull out the trumpet and play Defoe a couple of Trad songs, then just for fun I play the theme music to the Lone Ranger. Defoe seems to love the trumpet and when I put it away he comes over and says)

Why do you want to work on a farm in the bush, Squirt?

‘Cause I can’t get it out of mi head. Ever since I knew it was possible for me to come out here to Australia, that’s all I ever wanted to do.

I’ll get you a job in the Army Cadets and after that you’ll get bumped up to the regular Army. You’ll make real good money and you won’t have to go through any shit in the Army band. You could make yourself a real beaut career out‘a music, Squirt. So have a good think about it, alright?

I can tell ya right now Mr. Defoe, I don’t want to join any Army band. I just want to get out to the Bush and work on a farm.

Just think about it.
(He turns and walks out of the Nissan hut.)

(That day we all busy ourselves milking cows, driving tractors, cleaning the place up and whatever jobs one generally does around a farm. In the afternoon Defoe says to us boys)

Can any of you lot ride a horse?
(A couple of the boys raise their hands).

Go and catch old Patches over there and saddle him up. You can all take turns in riding him. It’ll give you a bit of experience in case you need it some time.

(Patches is a big, strong-looking black & white Gelding. One of the boys throws a saddle across him and is trying to do up the cinch.)

Not like that ya Pommy bastard!. Go back in the barn and get me a saddle blanket.

(As soon as the boy returns, Defoe places the saddle blanket over old Patches back.Then he throw the Aussie Stock Saddle on the top of the blanket as he says,)

Don’t forget to pull the far side stirrup iron over the saddle,’cause if ya don’t, when ya throw the saddle over him the stirrup iron will hit him under the guts and that’ll spook him and make him kick. This old horse has seen more Pommy bastards then any other horse alive in Australia today and he’s not particularly fond of ‘em. So watch him cause he’s not afraid of kicking and he doesn’t mind biting a piece of Pommy arse now and again. Once the saddle is in place, once you’ve got the cinch up tight, walk him around a bit because he’s a cunning old bastard. He’ll puff his belly out to make you believe the cinch is tight and when you go to mount him he’ll let the air out and you and the saddle will go arse over head in the dirt,OK? Now after you’ve walked him around a bit, if he still keeps his belly puffed out ya give him a real good swift kick in the guts like this.

(Defoe kicks Patches right in the guts and in turn Patches kicks up both of his back legs high in the air and Defoe pulls hard on the cinch .)

Now you’re ready to mount, so watch carefully or you’ll get bit on the arse. You always mount from the left-hand side, and make sure ya hold the far-side rein tight so he can’t bite ya. Ya put ya left foot in the stirrup and then ya swing ya leg up and over in one easy movement like this.

(Defoe is now looming above us as he sits astride Patches.)

Ya give him a good, firm dig with the heel of ya boot, then away ya go, mate.
(After he walks Patches around the yard for a while, he gets off.)
Alright Squirt, hop on ‘im and have a go mate.

(I’d only ever ridden a donkey on Blackpool Beach as a kid for sixpence a ride but I take a deep breath and with great determination I stride up to Patches who put his head down as soon as he sees me approach him.

Grab those reins tight, Squirt! Pull on the far side one until he lifts his head up again!

(As I pulled on the rein, Patches swung his massive head around and tried to bite my bony little arse.)

Look out Squirt! The mean old bastard will have a piece of ya arse if ya not careful mate.”

(All the boys laugh. Patches knows he’s the center of everyones attention, He swings his head around for another go at my arse.)

That stirrup iron is too long for ya Squirt, so adjust the strap like his mate. That’s good enough mate. I’ll do the other side for ya.. Git up on him and watch out for the cunning old bastard. He’s likely to do anything. You got to be thinking one step ahead of that old bastard ‘cause if not, he’ll take over and run the fucking show on ya!

(I mount Patches just like I’d seen on the cowboy shows. I give him a couple of good kicks with the heel of mi boots and Patches starts to walk around.)

Good on ya Squirt.That’s the idea. He’s real hard in the mouth so you’ve got to ride him and show him who’s boss ‘cause if not he’ll take over. Oy! open that gate ya curly-headed pufta so the Squirt can go for a ride in the cow paddock.

(Dave opens the gate and Patches and me ride through into the paddock.)

Go down to the bottom of the paddock and keep ya wits about ya.

(Down the sloping paddock me and Patches ride.)

This is a piece of cake!
(Cowboy Dick rides along with one arm down at his side.)

What a great life it is, riding the Bush Range in Australia. Maybe I’ll get misen a job droving cattle around the Bush now that I can ride a horse.

(We reach the bottom of the long paddock. I’m still fantasizing misen as a cowboy. I almost pull out one of mi imaginary six-guns that are slung low at mi hips. Just then Patches turns around, totally unexpected, and takes off back up the paddock at full speed. All I can do is hang on as mi new bush hat flies off mi head into nowhere. Faster and faster Patches gallops up the field. I’m shit-scared but at the same time the excitement of the gallop is amazing.)

Oh oh! Now what do I do? 30 or 40 yards ahead of me is the barbwire fence where all the boys stand cheering and yahooing.

Ride the old bastard!


(The fence now looms dangerously close and my fantasies are long gone. All of a sudden Patches applies the horse brakes and I see misen flying through the air, headlong over the fence. The next thing I remember is Defoe pulling me up onto mi feet. The back of mi head has a throbbing, dull ache in it and mi arse feels like someone has just kicked it with a size 10 boot.)

Jeesus bloody christ mate! What the fuck are ya playing at! You’re supposed to stop when the horse stops! You’ll bloody well hurt ya self getting off a horse that way. Now git back up on the old bastard and try it again.

I don’t think I’m cut out for riding horses Mr. Defoe.

Fucking bullshit lad. You’ll make a fucking good jockey if ya stop eating. Now git back on him ‘cause if ya don’t you’ll end up scared of horses, and if ya scared of horses ya rooted for Bush life.

(Someone catches Patches and hands me the reins. Defoe gives me a leg up.)

Now watch the old bastard. He thinks he’s got it all over ya !

(Defoe is absolutely right ‘cause as soon as we go through the gate into the paddock Patches refuses to go anywhere.)

Give the rotten old bastard a decent kick in the guts!

(The heel of my boots makes contact with Patches sides. He did not take a liking to this command, so he decides to buck. Up on his hind legs he stands. Then he goes down again and at the same time he kicks his back legs high in the air.)

YaHoo! Ride him cowboy!

Show the bastard what you’re made of Pommy!

(I give Patches another good command. Up and down he goes, kicking and bucking for his worth. My arse and knees are now feeling the pain as Patches continues to try to hurl me to the ground again.)

Make the bastard go down the paddock again!

(By sheer willpower I get old Patches to walk forwards and down the paddock again, only this time there are no cowboy fantasies playing around in my head, only the dull throbbing ache. When we get to the bottom of the paddock I am one step ahead of Patches. I now know what Defoe is trying to teach me. Instead of letting Patches run the show, I hold the reins in tight so he can’t have his head. After a few seconds I say to Patches in mi broad Yorkshire accent,)

OK Patches, you fucking old bastard, this time I’m running the fucking show! Now move you Aussie bastard! Yahhhh!!!!”

(Patches needs no command from my boot heel but I give him one anyway just to let him know who'se boss. Off we go at full gallop. I give him another good heel and for good measure I give him a hefty slap on his arse with mi right hand. Yah! I yelled at the top of mi voice as Patches thunders back up the long paddock. We pass my new Bush hat and for a split second I think I might lean down and snatch it from the ground like a Russian Cossack but dismiss the thought at once.)


(Up the paddock we gallop, the barb wire fence is now getting closer. As we get about 10 feet away from it, Patches applies the brakes and this time I lean back in the saddle and pull on the left hand rein with mi feet stuck out at the front. Patches does not like this at all so he gives a few good bucks to show his disapproval.)

You’ve got it all over him now, Squirt. Ride him back here so one these other puftas can show off his horsmanship!

(I dismount and Patches swings his head around to bite my arse and gives me a look of disapproval)

Good on ya mate. We’ll make a fucking good Bushman out of you yet Squirt. Where ya from in England Mate?

I’m from Yorkshire, Mr. Defoe.

Well, in that case mate, I’ll just call ya ‘Yorky’ from now on and you can call me Bill. We can do away with that Mr. Defoe bullshit, ‘cause you’ve earned it lad. Now ya can lean on the fence and watch Patches give that ugly little bastard Morris a good fucking workout. Come on Yorky.

Come here Morris you ugly little fucking pufta! Up you fucking go mate and show us what ya made of!

(It felt very strange at first to call him Bill, but before long, I start to feel what it was like to be called a man.)

(That evening, after dinner, we hire a couple of taxis and go own to Cabramatta to check out the town. The Taxis arrive and we all pile in on top of each other. As we pull out of the farm Defoe appears.)

Keep ya fucking noses and cocks clean. I don’t want any of you pommy bastards coming home with a dose of clap. This is a fucking training farm not a fucking hospital! So, don’t go rooting around ‘cause there’s a few loose sheilas around Cabramatta. And don’t git in a fight with those bodgies and fucking widgies!
Fucking puftas! (He says to himself as the taxi drives away.)

Where ya lika go?

RALPH (Older boy)
Drop us off where the action is.

Not a problem mate. We’re overloaded, so if ya see the cops keep ya heads down or I’ll lose mi license.

(The Taxi Driver drops us off in Cabramattas’ main street. There’s not much happening so we buy some milkshakes and walk up and down the street looking in the shop windows. When we come to another café I go inside and buy misen 2 –2 oz. Packets of Havelock rolling tobacco. I can’t pass it up because it only costs 7 Aussie bob a packet. I see an Army Disposal store and I go in. I know exactly what I am looking for.)

G'day sport.What can I do for you mate?

I’m looking for a sheath knife.

No worries mate, I’ve got sheath knives coming out the Yazoo. Have a Captain Cook at some ‘a these, sport. Ya bound to find a beauty in that case. Give us a holler if ya need some help.

I’ll take this one.

That’s a good-looking knife, sport.
She’s got a beaut blade on her. That’ll set ya back 2 quid, mate.

(I pay the man his 2 pounds which leaves me with 15 shillings to mi name)

Look after yourself mate and don’t get that knife tangled up with a ‘Dago’.

What’s a Dago?

Christ, mate. Where the bloody hell have you been all ya life? Did ya just arrive on the last boat?

Yes. I’ve only been in Australia for two days.

Gawd streuth mate! You pommys are coming out here younger every year. I suppose ya all work up at the Big Brothers dairy farm, do ya?

Yeah. There’s 16 of us.

Well sport, a Dago is a greek and another name for ‘em is a ‘Grill’.

Why d’ya call ‘em those names?

‘Cause at the end of a days work they say ‘day go’ and most of them work the milk bars and they’re always grilling something or other. So that’s why they get the name ‘Grills’ from. Ya see sport? Now we’ve also got a lot of Italians in this great country of ours, so we call ‘em ‘Wops’ and the Abos are called ‘Bungs’ ‘cause if ya hit ‘em with the roo bar of the truck they make the sound ‘BUNG’. D’ya get it cobber?
(he has a good laugh to himself)
Now take you English gentlemen for example. In our country we don’t recognize your class system so we call you blokes ‘limeys’ or better still, ‘pommy bastards’ ‘cause you’ve got skin like pomegranates.
(laughs again)

Thanks for the information.

G'day sport, see ya around like a rissole.

(We boys are sitting around on a couple of street benches outside the Post Office. It’s 9:30 at night. The year is 1964. The local kids are tearing up and down the streets in their hotted-up Holden cars. A couple of young girls are walking down the street in their stiletto-heeled boots and hiked-up skirts. They’re absorbed in conversation as they come near to the benches we’re sitting on.)

(One of the oldest of our crew.)
Hello darlings. Where are you two lovelies going?

Root ya fucking boot ya pommy bastard!

Charming, I must say.

Fuck you, ya pommy bastard!

You’re a real charmer with the Ladies, Peter.

How would you like to take those two home and introduce them to your mum?

Not bloody likely! I hope that’s not an example of the everyday Aussie chick.

(It’s getting late so we call a taxi service and head back out to the Farm. We all pile out of the Taxis and pay off the driver.)

Look what I found in Town!
(Opens a brown paper bag and pulls out a small box of fireworks.)

You’d better not set them off here Ralph or Defoe will kick your ass.

Bullocks to Bill Defoe! There’s no bangers, there’s only Fizzers and Catherine

(Ralph walks over to the fence and stuck a couple of Fountains in the cracks of the
fence post. Then he pins 4 Cathrine Wheels to the fence post and lights them all at once.)

That’s it, the shows over! Let’s go to bed. I’m knackered and tomorrow we’ve got to get up at 5.


Get out of those fart sacks you pommy bastards. Who the fucking hell was setting off fireworks last night?

(Pulling the bed covers off his head.)
I was. Why? What do you want, shouting your head off at this time of night?

Get out-a bed you fucking yobo before I piss all over ya!
(He grabs Ralphs’ bed covers and rips them clean off the bed revealing Ralphs’ scrawny body curled up in the fetal position.)

Get ya plates of meat on the deck, boy, before I chuck a bucket of water on ya!

What’s the matter?

I’ll show you what the bloody matter is sport! Put ya boots on and come with me!

What about mi clothes?

Fuck ya clothes! You’ve got fuck all to brag about anyway! Come on! Hurry up!

(Ralph puts is boots on and follows Defoe out of the hut. He walks over to the fence post where Ralph had set off the fireworks. We all follow outside.)

(I see what made Defoe mad. Gray smoke is drifting out of the wooden fence post. The whole top of the post is now a large piece of black charcoal.)

OH SHIT!!!!!

Ya stupid, fucking pommy bastard! Look what you’ve done to mi fence post! Had ya have done that in dry bush country we’d have a bloody bush fire on our hands now mate! If ya had another brain in your head, lad, it would be fucking lonely, ya silly yahoo bastard! Go and get ya strides on and after breakfast I’ll show ya where the fence posts are kept. Ya can dig that bastard out and stick a new one in. Then I’ll show ya how to re-strain the fence back up!

(Ralph is standing in his boots and underpants, looking half-asleep so Defoe kicks him in the arse,)

Wake up to yourself, ya sleepy, pommy bastard. Go and get some gear on!

(Ralph gives Defoe a dirty look and takes off at the double, back to the hut to put his work gear on.)

(A few days later Defoe gives 6 of the older boys 5 pounds each
and a train ticket to a Bush town.)

The Cocky will meet ya at the station. 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.

(Later, after all the boys, except Morris and me, have left.)

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?

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. Ya old enough to leave home so I guess ya old enough to make decisions for ya self. You and Morris will be leaving tomorrow morning, so better roll ya swag bright and early.

(It is difficult for me to sleep,‘cause all I can think of is red dust and kangaroos. In the morning I am packed, so I make my way across to the kitchen for some breakfast.)

DEFOE (Enters Nissan hut)
Here’s ya ticket Morris and 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. You’re a real good bloke. You’ve really helped me a lot since I’ve been here.

Root ya boot Yorky. 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.

(The jackaroos load our cases into his car and drive us both down to Cabramatta station.)


(Morris and I sit around smoking and eating chips waiting for our trains. The train Morris was to take arrived on time and I helped him put his 2 large bags on board.)

Look after yourself Maurice. Keep practicing with your knife and best of luck to you

Same to you Yorky.
(Goes inside train to find his seat.

(There is no one left in my life now to say “don’t do this” or “don’t do that’. All I have to listen to now is the inner voice of silence that lives in the center of my heart.)

(I’m left sitting on Central Station by myself, feeling rather sad as I sit here thinking about all the people I’ve left behind, mi mother, dad and sisters, the 15 lads I’ve lived with for the past 9 weeks, Bill Defoe. They are in the dead past now. ‘O well’ I’m thinking, as I wipe away a couple of tears that are slowly trickling down mi cheek, ‘all I’m left with is what I started out with, myself’)

Thursday, August 29, 2013



Postmortem thought
will always lead
to a dead end.


The war on ignorance
involves questioning
your deepest beliefs.

Every situation
is a catalyst for
experiencing love.
Responding correctly
to situations
manifests it.

There's only me
& if I don't want me
then I'm fucked.

I have
too much reality
in me
to con myself.

Show me an equal amount of goodness
to the badness in the world.
Then talk to me about evolution.

I grew up on a farm. I lived with animals. I have seen, with my own eyes, animals manifesting more love than 'so-called' humans. Do not assume because you walk upright on two legs that you are human. The difference between an animal and a human is reading. How are your reading skills? Pick up a potent piece of literature, then let me know.

If you hang around
with people too long
you'll become one of them.
That's the nature of delusion.
The next stage
is becoming
a person.

What do I need
to know about you
as a person?

To get free of the mind
you have to know all about it.

A sleepwalking man would sleepwalk his whole life away unless he met a man who was awake. How can the sleepwalking man see the waking man & wake up? He's asleep, therefore, it is the waking man who wakes up the sleeping man upon coming to know of his existence. I have walked through towns and city centers in red/black/white robes and no one saw me.

Wednesday, August 28, 2013



The difficulties in life
are there to remind one
that they are a great being.

The work is
It's the one
doing it
that ends.

If you want to live in a timeless state get rid of your clocks & watches. The clock in my place has no numbers or hands & it's accurate.

If you haven't eaten food
grown by your own hand
then you haven't lived.

One can only live
in the moment,
in the now.

"How can I live in the now?"
"Very simple. You dwell in the past, now
& you imagine the future, now".

For those who can't find
their way out of ignorance
& delusion, are they not prisoners?"

People who don't
handle change very well,
could always dive
into the void.

Tuesday, August 27, 2013



Success to a great Being
is living in the world &
not being affected by it.

It's either acceptable
or it's not acceptable.

Keeping those old habits,
there won't be any room
for anything else.

The happening
is the fact,
not how.

Debt is the biggest killer of freedom.
Whoever you are in debt to
owns you lock, stock & barrel.

Every situation
has a voice
in it.

How can anyone be happy
when they're not in control
of their own mind?

Were people not to be in debt
they would have the power of their birth
& they would not be susceptible to blackmail.

Monday, August 26, 2013



To see the Matrix, as it is,
you will have to step out of it,
beyond existence & non-existence.

Once you realize
that the problem
is not going to
magically disappear
& the penny drops,
that's the
first step to
'taking care of it.'

There is only one thing worth attaining in this Universe & that is the state of love (not commercial love).
As we go through this phase transition into a golden age there will be a surge in demonic activities. The only option left is to manifest more love than the demons can manifest evil.
Now, there is a challenge. Do I have any takers?

You have probably interacted with many demons
in your life and not even known it.
Meet a man, established in the state of love,
once, and you will not forget it.

The only way
to end war
is to manifest
unshakeable Peace.
Look to yourself first.

I told you 23 years ago about famine but no one wanted to know. Let's test the waters again. There is famine coming to this country. It will be the biggest famine ever to manifest on this Planet.

I AM the Catalyst.
I cause direct transmutation
without myself becoming contaminated.
& I wonder why people are not fond of me.

I grew up on a farm on the Yorkshire - Penine Moors. No electricity or running water, outside pump & Tilly lamps. On my bedroom wall, which was stone, hung an embroidery sampler. I could read at 3 years old. This is what is said, "Suffer little children to come unto Me for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven. I read that morning & night for 10 years. It took the rest of life to understand it.

It only takes one thing
when you're desperate.
Anyone of these words will do it.

I am looking for
an army of Lovers
to march on the
gates of hell.
Will you join me?

Witness consciousness
is the manifestation
of detachment.

A man acquires
his whole life &
becomes a prisoner
of his possessions.
A wise man
divests himself
of all that
is not necessary.

How many ideas & concepts
have you acquired
without checking the facts?
The facts are there to protect you
as a mother protects her child.

If you can't
pay your electric bill
the lights go out;
likewise with this Planet.

There are no limitations
for a man who does not care.

If I accept
your praise today,
I will have to accept
your blame tomorrow.

Sunday, August 25, 2013



The economy is collapsing
under the weight of desire.

True prayer

Whatever you
dependent on
can only
weaken you.

All forms
can only
end in

The value of money
has decreased to
such a degree
that it is

When there is
nothing going on,
you can enjoy
each others
It's called
'In the company
of Truth'.

How can you expect to know God
when you don't even know yourself?

The economy
& the ecology
are inseparable.

I serve
my heart.
makes it


Knowing is within the mind.
Beyond the framework
there is nothing
to know.
It manifests as
Direct Knowledge.

Whatever has dimensions
is destructible.
Only Dimensionless Reality
is indestructible.

The world, in and of itself, has no reality whatsoever. It is your own private dream. It is your own creation. If you have a problem with it, do not blame. Ask yourself why you created such a world.

There is a world
within every word.
When you take your focus off
of a few thoughts that you had,
those worlds die & you don't
even bat an eyelid.

The eyes blink at 1/60th of a second. Anything faster than that is seen as MAGIC.
When you want to know how the magician does it, you have to watch the illusion from beginning to end, without blinking. Guaranteed you will catch him.

comes along with

For those who are attracted
to the destructible,
they are addicted to fear.
Those who are attracted
to the indestructible
are addicted to love.

I found the goldmine
within myself.
It gives off the most
incredible golden light
that I have ever seen.
The Power of the Sun
illuminates it.


Help comes
with the

Love says,
I will

Power is in
the hands
of the people.

Saturday, August 24, 2013



Hanging on is a painful process.
Letting go alleviates suffering.

All conversations
are with the Self.
Imagining otherwise
is delusion.

Everyone lives
in a world
of their
own making.

Victims are controlled
by their creations.

Go back to your first memory & then take one more step backwards and you will know what you are & where you come from. That's if you're interested. If not, dream on.

A projector projects
lights onto a screen.
When the light is intense
it burns out the screen.

to project
pictures on;
That is I.

Pure Light.

There are
no movies
without me.

The Light
Of My Life.


Nothing is
more attractive
than light.
Ask a moth.

Trust in yourself.
All else will
let you down,

All one has to do
is be interested.
One doesn't have
to do anything.
Interest is enough.
Interest will
do the doing.

All the rot & corruption that is coming out,
one has to ask, "Where is it coming from?"

The question is not what are they going to do,
The question is what are we going to do?

'What next'? keeps the
ignorance going.
'What now'? stops it.

Friday, August 23, 2013



All the programs shatter when one thing appears that is not contained within the programs. That one thing is called The Catalyst. I cause direct transmutation without myself becoming contaminated.


23 years ago, when I first came to America, this was my Statement of Fact;
"85% of this world population is going to be wiped out. The remaining 15% will only survive through Unconditioned Love". Without exception, to a man, everyone said, 'Not in my lifetime!'. Well, here we are, teetering on the brink of destruction. One massive, natural disaster and over we go!.

As above
so below.
As below
so above.

CEOs' come and go
but the corporations
policies stay the same.
Wars start and finish
but the policies of war
remain constant.

Radical change
requires radical action.
Don't buy the
Radical change is
necessary for survival.

Survival is not
your desire.
That desire comes out of
name, shape and form.

I have never changed.
I AM the constant.
I live behind
name, shape and form.
It is the perfect hiding place.

as close
to you
as your

Some desires are fulfillable, some desires are unfulfillable. Don't waste time desiring unfulfillable desires. Desire the biggest desire you can. It contains all of the lesser desires. My desire is PEACE ON EARTH. What's yours? Write it down on paper. Pull it down out of the Ether.


A man can live without his sight.
He can live without his sense of taste.
He can live without his sense of smell,
& many live without their hearing.
It is impossible to live without feelings.
Therefore, everyone is alive by the Grace of God.

has a
sense of
Focus on it.

Introduce something
to the mind
that it cannot control &
the circuits will blow.

All the mind
is interested in
is survival.

Be careful
what you wish for.
My heart has no limits ~
you will get it.

'Thank your lucky stars.'
'Never look a gift horse in the mouth.'
'Be grateful for what you've got,
there are others less fortunate than you.'

True charity
heals the heart.

Balanced breath.
Balanced life.

The mother
cannot go back
to being a single woman.

Fantasies & illusions
can only create a
false sense of security.
If you expect anything
else from them, you will
be sadly disappointed.

If you don't
like the effect
remove the cause.

of fame
is you
get it.

is like

Thursday, August 22, 2013


The only thing that
makes me different is;
I know I am
the same
as you are.

What I was interested in
wasn't in books, therefore,
I didn't have any & I still don't.

Once two know,
it's not a
secret anymore.

Know your
own secret.

If you allow it,
don't complain
about it.

When man goes to sleep,
there is no world.
The world is dependent
upon man to stay awake.

You can't live
in a day dream
& a night dream
at the same time.

Why not go
beyond the doer
& accomplish the lot?

No matter
how big or how small
the addiction is,
it's still an addiction.

Do less,

In a global society with global wealth and global problems, as in the amount of people that are being killed on this Planet or are starving in Africa, Venezuela etc. If you don't do something about it - guaranteed you are next!

The reason people can't
turn the TV off
is because it will
turn their life off.

Those who can
live without television
are doing.

Why would you have
something in your life
that you're addicted to?

Next time you
look in the mirror,
know that the image
you are seeing
is created by
your likes & dislikes.

I am not here
to teach
You teach
in my

After a lifetime of Sadhana
I have come to the point -

Wednesday, August 21, 2013



I never ask for help
out of weakness &
strength doesn't
need help

If you don't
challenge ignorance,
you remain ignorant.

A beautiful woman
without much brain power
is like a beautiful flower
without a scent.

nothing else,
at the end
of the day,
but love.

dead & empty.
I have no one to ask,
therefore, I'll just
have to take my word for it.

Nothing hidden
from view.

There are
no mistakes
only experiments.


If you don't want to resist
then you'll have to trust.
If you don't know
where you are going
you have 2 options.

I do not need
a signpost.
You only need signposts
if you've left home.
They help you
find your way back.

You are either responsible for everything
or you are responsible for nothing.
Once you have made your decision
you will not be in need of help.

Only True
Human Beings
will survive.

Tuesday, August 20, 2013



A loving heart
will always want
to share something.

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
excessive interest.

The power
behind these words
is potent enough
to destroy you
& 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?

'hope' is a dead word.
It is a weak way
of communicating.
The power is

Who are you going to pass the buck to
when there's no one left to pass it to?

If you want Heaven on Earth
you'll have to create it.

Monday, August 19, 2013



Kindness is a facet
on the diamond
of generosity.

One who doesn't
chase happiness
doesn't create

If you are going to create a world
then you better create a world-saviour.

If you want to be grateful
be grateful to yourself.

God said to Moses, "Come forth".
He came in fifth and won a donut.

It's one of those nights
where I know I don't know.

You can only have control
through witness consciousness.

The point
of living
is to live.

Sunday, August 18, 2013



Man is not the 'doer'.
He is the 'done-to'.
I understand, when
the 'done-to' gets angry
because the 'doer'
doesn't want to do it.

The only way the unacceptable can become acceptable is by destroying it. The man of integrity lives by that law. Every situation he finds himself in, mentally or physically, is governed by acceptable & unacceptable.

Masters of the Universe
have not time for
Gods & Goddesses.

It's about knowing the
internal workings of the mind,
in order to get free from it.
That is true freedom.

When you know your way home
why do you need a guide?
Even a pigeon can find his way home.

"F*^k you Father Xmas,
I'll get my own bicycle".
Once you can say that,
why would you need Father Xmas?
No one said you had to
stop with Father Xmas,
it's endless.

Ignorance doesn't
support longevity.
It's fear of death
that kills you.

A man, who has
nothing to lose,
always has a
peaceful nights rest.
& that includes
sleeping in a
den of thieves.

I don't need
thousands of disciples
to convince me I AM.

If you want
an easy life
you make the
Gods/the Planets
your servants.

Saturday, August 17, 2013



What is tattooed on my head
is a formula for the
Destruction of Ignorance.

In a Society that has had everything
and expects more; the unexpected will
cause misery and disappointment.

Indifference to the suffering of others
is bringing suffering to your door.

One is in the world asleep,
imagining they are awake.

Ask yourself this one question;
If this is the happiest
that I will ever be,
is that alright?

The simpler
the better.

Existence is dependent on
knowing and not knowing.
Beyond existence there is
no such thing as 'I know'-
'I don't know.'

I have
can't buy.

I live in a
self-supporting world.
Once you are
fully aware of
your actions,
they are all

I didn't mean
to do so many things
in my life.
I just couldn't
the challenge!

There is no world
without the word.
In the beginning
was the word.