May Day! May Day! – Iceberg sighted Change Direction!

May Day! May Day! – Iceberg sighted Change Direction!

As the Titanic sank on colliding with an iceberg, no one really believed this could have ever been possible inasmuch as perceived strength of such innovation demanded any questioning of the invincible to be heresy and fantasy.titanic_sinking_tw

So it is that the elite ranks of the kleptocracy, their bullhorns and sycophants see only the blue sky of continuity before them today. The iceberg of the British people makes this elite blind and in denial through their myopic focus on their own well being, their own circle of life and raging theft for self gain. Any forewarned disaster is merely flagged and dismissed as fake news of the most alternative kind.

It would be simple to lay out a long list of similar scenarios in history, however the history of these so called victors will not and never has recognized the folly of their repetitively malevolent ways. If any valid study was made it would be clear as day the path presently engineered is one towards absolute disaster.

Money, wealth and arrogance mixed with a hereditary loathing for the unwashed (those quote-celebrities-even-insignificant-ones-like-me-are-created-to-be-abused-by-the-great-unwashed-poppy-z-brite-23951outside the club) is in truth a denial and determination to build their own walled world where anything other than greed, self interest and astonishing whitewashing of humanity, is the A game.

Crudely, wealth becomes an insulating mechanism within which the myopic trained mindset of psychopathy can fertilize, promulgate and be celebrated.

The rest of us are indoctrinated into the belief the psychopath is some sort of crazed , manic killer criminal beloved of Hollywood which is in and of itself correct. Yet this portrayal is so narrow as to be disingenuous. Within every corridor of power, large and small, control and attempting to be one over another is building, encouraging and developing the psychopathic mind into its senseless being.

political ponerologyEssential reading:
Political Ponerology – Andrzej Łobaczewski

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Snakes in Suits – Robert D. Hare

 

As the rise and encouragement of this character has spread, like some foul virus through so much of life, its development has become accepted as a methodology to act, be and move to goals.

Qualities of force, cunning, single vision drive, ruthless, insensitive development of motivation holding zero empathy for others in whatever capacity outside the self is easily attributed to political and geopolitical grandstanding as much as power seeking within the work environment. The ability and creative endeavor forging an acceptable face of psychopathy has been greatly helped within the diversionary and propagandized entertainment industry. Acting out the ‘special’ role, the ‘caring’ adulatory mirage of celebrity and success act as huge mirrors of distraction encouraging individuals, both star and audience to believe in what is illusory, transient and fake. Once this stream is tapped, fed and promoted it becomes easier and easier to lay layer upon layer of fantasy until any true connection to reality is both undesired and unreachable.

The trick and the success of this methodology has been helped greatly through technological advances where the rubbing out of reality is far easier, swifter, more convenient and most important of all devoid of sensory feeling, real connection through empathy and association.idiots

My youth spent growing up in the country, on a farm gave me the gift of touching, smelling and interacting nature. For better or worse my father was responsible for bringing broiler chickens into Europe from America. In the fifties this operation thankfully was nothing close to the factory farming hell of today, yet within that environment I was able to appreciate and experience what a chicken was. Likewise I grew up appreciating what a cow and her superb Jersey milk was really like. Knowledge of production, growth and interaction with pigs, turkeys and organic vegetables gave me invaluable experiential education.

Ironically his partner in this venture, not only shafted him but went on to become a pivot and advocate of the elite, a close adviser to Maggie Thatcher and a vocal promoter of the 1%, but I digress!

Ask many young today where their chicken nuggets came from, the milk (the little original content) in their shakes, the meat making up their toxic hamburgers – the answers would swerve ontp the side of complete ignorance, with others showing total apathy and if you’re lucky an individual who knew where these things came from. This desensitization of knowledge, abrogation of responsibility to educate rather than indoctrinate produces a population successfully weaned off connection to both the real and  natural world. When this happens solid caring for the world, its environment and recognition of destruction caused becomes a problem for others not the ignorant.  The slippery slothful slide towards self extinction hastens exponentially.

Those swanning it in power care not. Their concerns center round there being too manyrich1% of us on this blue marble. Culling becomes the obvious solution. The process of extinction naturally is far too slow and holds no profit line immediately. The eugenic side of the psychopath creates, for profit and expediency, its avenues of pharmaceutical expediency, man made manipulation of food chain and the poisoning of air and water, fundamental constituents of life as imperative.

Greed and bloated selfish growth above all else is the imperative. Any desire to for a more efficient, environmentally interactive and balancing for the whole is anathema, greatest nightmare and single most important hindrance to results.

Rolling out technology to dull, mist enveloped, distracted simple minds from the true direction of their betterment helps blind succumbed victims to their inevitable fate.

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Psychopathy in Play

Wars destroy and distract, weaponry develops endlessly enriches the manufacturers and procurers. It does nothing for the general good except expedite extinction. While we remain entranced with the bread and circus fed us, they move to decimate us to numbers preordained to serve them.

This is no modern syndrome. It has been the way of humanity since Cain slew Abel metaphorically. I state metaphorically as the whole panoply of religion and so called truths laid down and used as foundation pillars in human growth and control was, is and continues to be a major manipulating tool used by power to control. In prior times when education, communication and development of knowledge were far more the exclusive patch of the rich and powerful, such religious simplistic control was the management of preference. Today all this breaks down. Knowledge is available for everyone, information is rife in all its forms – accurate, inaccurate and downright devious.

The ability to decipher truth from lies, false from correct is a major task itself. For many one too bothersome to tackle. While this attitude remains prevalent, we commit a collective suicide through our own senseless abrogation of personal responsibility and inability to use our critical thinking faculty.

In the natural world, when things change, temperatures alter icebergs, formally a solid Tip of the Icebergfixed and secure part of a frozen land mass break away, make their circuitous meandering way into the shipping lanes of the human transit across oceans of life. When the vessel of human construct meets with the solid, mostly invisible superficially, mass of change and different events calamitous, disastrous and life changing are inevitable.

So it is – in spite of a seemingly intractable and resolute, ever more determined push for power, control and manipulation the psychopathic set is heading for a rude shock and awe of their own arrogant making. Nature tolerates neither a vacuum nor humanly created imbalance. The Law surrounding these two parameters is absolute, unlike nation states believing their abrogation and denial of international law can be tolerated.natureabhors

Since each and every one of us is hard wired to work within and interdependent  on such Natural Laws, any deviancy or hard nosed challenge of them brings repercussions as solid and the results the psychopath works towards in its own culling process of others.

Whether it results in natural intervention is not for us to know. Whether it issues from our own stupidity and allowance of lunacy to deal that final self inflicting blow we can only be the judge after the events, yet on present form make it odds on.

What is in our control and appears as a phoenix rising, is the natural urge for self preservation and necessary elimination of the psychopathic, lunatic entity’s demise. Yet this needs awareness, that terrible phrase used by psychopaths to make us feel they care, but in this usage the real striving for exposure of who truly rules over you.

9/10ths of an iceberg is hidden from view, yet is no mitigation of its innate and absolute power. The power of the many over the temerity, delusion and evil intent of the few will be responsible, as it always has been, for the overthrow of madness and creation of a far more integrated world and accession of sanity for as long as we maintain that power.

Be that in the form of mighty space rock, solar disturbance or people awakening – this particular blockbuster of reality is ready to roll and unfold as we take our seats, popcorn in hand.

Hold on it could be a rough and experiential challenging ride!

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Change – A Colour Revolution Too Far

Change – A Colour Revolution Too Far

The quiet life, getting on with things the way we know best through the means we have become accustomed to is what so many crave and cling to. Within these safe boundaries we are the ruler of our estate, we can predict outcomes, determine futures and stay safe in the knowledge that we are being perfectly normal, predictable and self assured.

Smash these cosy parameters, crash through self determined security protocols and allow uncertainty, loss of control and an almost unmitigated future to become unknown, unpredictable and uncertain, then the true fear of things raises its hydra head.

Comfort Zone Annihilated!

That is one scenario. Another is:

Where we have listened to authority, relied on that authority to bolster our safety, repel any and all invaders of our safe space in exchange for having ceded our freedom of movement, speech, expression and identity. When this illusory landscape reveals itself for the transparent void it always was we fear for the worst, let alone visibly see our structures fall around us.

Another scenario is:

Where people have been pushed so hard, ignored, trampled upon, disrespected, kept outside any substantial loop, used and abused. This point is the point where the last straw breaks the proverbial camel’s back, the realisation that Pollyanna will never bring the family together and that the Yellow Brick Road was merely painted cobbles in foul ochre!

The True Revolutionaries have done their homework, seen the so called pretty landscape cover, like some vapid amateur dramatics makeover, crumble to reveal what they knew was waiting in the wings all along. Too few to realise it becomes the flop of flops.

As fear grabs the weakest parts of the population and tears them hither and thither, the status quo, those behind the proverbial curtain rub hands in glee as they were always onto a Win-Win scenario with the two fools running for the Top Job.

What has happened in the USA is merely symptomatic of what is cracking open around the world – the gradual dawning on stupor filled minds that they have been bamboozled.
It is encouraging to see the awakening yet imperative we do not fall into candyfloss conditioning that all is for the best in the best possible of worlds. Reassuring ourselves the world is righting itself at this point is a huge tripping point.

Just because we see an awakening it means little until we see action directed by an equivalently mastered mindset. To know you have been held prisoner does not release you from bondage. The cutting of the chains, walking resolutely into the light and serving others begins to pave that path. Eternal vigilance is a prerequisite!

Those that fabricated and implanted the chains are still very much holding the keys and guarding the jail. The Trumps of this world are merely tinsel dressing, paraded as promise. That the Clinton Cabal failed so miserably was directed, so that the division would become a wholly toxic soup where Civil War 2.0 was assured.

Change as it stands at present is wholly in the remit of the elite order. They direct its movement and all shades of thinking within their directed focus, are thrown into the social media arena and bandied around like some traduced Plato, Kant or Nietzsche.

behind-the-curtainThe noise will arise all around. Everyone will become the guessing genii of predictive events and while the hubbub careers onward the controllers will merely direct their messages via their compliant media to tweak a verbal here and an angry reaction there.

Look to the Colour Revolution of all Colour Revolutions. Soros with his bottomless pit of funding has already started. The Disgustables are already parading their violence. The hiatus in the Middle East stutters through its paces. You would think the dreaded Putin and the Russian Threat were some phantasmagoria of past times. Wise leaders await the processing of the unwashed, to see how deep the grime has embedded itself.

Even in these spaces we are being played like fiddles swiftly tuned. The need for calm heads, non reactive spleen filled minds is essential. Your every weakness will be played out. The fear being thrust upon the unthinkable Trump Trauma is one such action and will be squeezed for every drop of juice it contains. Bitter it will always be, so stay off the brew.

The imperative for people to take control of their faculties has NEVER been so essential. Yet this is in turn the very weakness besetting all who never gave a damn for critical thought. For all those zombie spirituals who thought thinking positively would cut it.

It will soon be proven how out of touch they have been. Those who can live demonstrably their sincere truth owning, their utter comprehension in taking full personal responsibility and of not buying into the easy path of convenient empathetic response, will be seen to be the front runners.

So many have never conscripted to this class and will thus find themselves thrashing out wildly, ill comprehending the roll out of cause and effect and thus be demanding even road-to-perdition-bwmore that someone else help them from the morass of horror they witness.

This will be proof, if proof is needed, that no lessons have been learned, no changes have taken serious root and that the Powers That Be have merely jack booted forward on their Road to Global Perdition.

If this article depresses you, then you have learned little. The very call to action is found in each and every sinew of experience. If it hurts, if there is suffering then more so the imperative for real change. For it is in that space that change truly seeds evolution. It is through experience we give ourselves the opportunity for lasting change.

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Dreams and Realities - set in the 20/30s describing today A modern thriller of historical importance

Jonathan L Trapman is an author, creative writer and photojournalist who has spent the better part of his 50 odd years in public life, learning from his personal experiences, sharing them, listening to others, whose lives have allowed him to open his own mind to a beauty, even within horror, that is transforming and empowering. His written work endeavors to convey, through true tales and fiction, impressions thus garnered. Dreams and Realities his latest work was published September 2016

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Living in That Scary Place

Living in That Scary Place

World’s gone even more crazy than yesterday. Probably will be crazier tomorrow than today, so preparing oneself for Scary 46.0 might seem like the best plan.cellphone_slavery_17

All the tools we have around us, you know those distracting hand-helds, the bozo screen in the corner of the room, the social media where we can rage to our heart’s content believing nothing comes back to us in our comfortable aerie in downtown Wacko or deep in the countryside of Mid Shiredom.

Well one small item we may have forgotten. As much as we prefer not to paint ourselves  resembling human beings, cut off as we have created our lives, sans community, sans culottes, sans everything that matters – we still are human. We still retain an ability to think critically, act honourably, deal transparently and talk truth.

However actively denying these attributes brings such a retribution that if intelligence had been adhered to primarily we would never have dealt ourselves such blows of misfortune.

You see ego is a wily beast. Uncontrolled, unrestrained and unknown for its ultimate death blows, we easily allow it to become the Master of our Tiny Universe and maintain dominion over us.

As an essential part of our constitution, it has its place. When we do little to restrain, train and control it we enter “that scary place”. Denial never cuts a deal worth coping with, it merely hands over more power to this unrestrained beast, offering up more pain in store for that day you least expect it to bite back.

When these conditions are played out through the hands and actions of this we have so doggie-pooper-scooperwillingly allowed to have power over us, then we truly garner an unholy alliance of shite and aim it directly at the fan. We enter Poop Land, where every consequence is marked “Return To Sender“. Unalloyed Joy!

So as we live out our badly decision filled lives, many blame that old chestnut GOD, the immutable DOG spelled backwards, the Eternal Creative Force under which we remain powerless or other Immutable, Impenetrable Invisibility that conveniently releases us, allegedly from Ultimate Responsibility.

So does that make you feel a whole lot better knowing it is not your fault really and that destiny will wash it out in the Final Rinse?
Do you have  the certainty knowing you can just sit on your hands, tell others you were “just doing my job, guv!” and washing your proverbials of blame?

If you do, then you are in for a rude shock. One you will NEVER see coming and if glimpsed the question “Why?” will leave you farting in the wind before extinction. Think I am being over dramatic? Think again – your life will literally depend on it.

Truth is the Lion in the room. It will gobble you up as if you are a gazelle on the menu. Thelioncourage Lion of truth needs no sword – It is Master of its own clearing – It recognises being King of the Self is what counts. Accountable to and for its own actions, its own place in the order of things and its own wise strength and council.

Seek it out within you. Allay any fear of encounter. Slay the ego and rise up and face iniquity with the courage of that Lion, the strength of knowing and royal pride in standing with Truth.

At that time the Scary Place will melt as surely as the snows on Kilimanjaro will melt away in the face of the heat of eruption. Avoid the Poop, develop the Brave!

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 Jonathan L Trapman is an author, creative writer and photojournalist who has spent the better part of his 50 odd years in public life, learning from his personal experiences, sharing them, listening to others, whose lives have allowed him to open his own mind to a beauty, even within horror, that is transforming and empowering. His written work endeavors to convey, through true tales and fiction, impressions thus garnered. Dreams and Realities his latest work was published September 2016

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The Times of Guns and …

Roses Poppies.

As October turns its page and the November winds bring the expected chill to all, a greater bitterness is ignored and hid from view.

In the annals of human bestiality and destructive power, the symbol of the poppy is produced to recognize the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month. An Armistice to millions slaughtered in the name of power and aggregation of wealth. Of course the word to those ignorant as to war’s true purpose, it personifies that great sacrifice made for Freedom and Democracy.

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How hollow these lies are seen for what they are from the distance of years. Yet still it does not affect the blindness of so many who cannot see the travesty continued and played upon lost souls, ignorant of present commitment to slaughter, destruction and the hawkers of greater lies.

Evil is resident within the very core of our lives yet the distractions offered like candy have a raw, repellent  and invidious means of hiding these truths. Addiction to such candy is such a pernicious pestilence as to make the Pharaohs of ancient Egypt seem like rank amateurs conjuring up  their own karmic returns.

We fondle our palm and handhelds, we chatter on our Galaxies and i-Phones yet the real information, the true news seems to skid around us as if it was some ephemeral irritating mosquito. Best swat it as its inconvenience brings realizations we prefer not encounter.

Denial in the face of a witch burning at the stake, a Christian thrown to the lions or children slaughtered without attention by the bombs and actions of the very leaders we allow, through passive acceptance, to  ‘fight for us’ add up to the same thing. An utter disregard for humanity. A disdain for truth and a roll over surrender to lies and manipulation.

On the 11th November the world is told to recognize heroes long dead, gallantry hard pressed. Yet these needless actions of the unwitting or cajoled are merely illustrations of very lambs to slaughter to feed an appetite of psychotic power. To glorify the very slaughter about to be rained down on us again for a third time under the pretense of fighting evil and terror, must be the very descriptor of lunacy.

Yet screaming from the surrounded towers of truth is a voice declaring these same terrorists ruling us are using their proxy prostitutes of psychopathy to deal the true injustices that war always has been. Poppies show the color of blood yet refuse to speak out the excrement ordering that blood spilled.

I am surrounded by those appeasing such evil, in the pursuit of inexcusable ignorance or even worse, refusal to accept hard truths for the comfort of easy lies. Such sorrowful humans exist in the depth of our families, strut their pernicious righteousness as alleged friends and acquaintances, pompously presuppose all people will blindly accept such end of days iniquities as plausible and right.medialies

The presstitutes, the television terrorist journalistic employees using the Mainstream to perpetrate such horrors demand the wearing of such poppies as marks of subservience, compliance and corrupted allegiance.

There can be no greater sick sycophancy than this annual abeyance of reality. Yet in truth when is it ever out of abeyance these days?

Does it take another dose of humanity’s lunacy to waken realization of what we have spent centuries denying? If it does it could be the final Yaroo  of a human race, like some lemming awakening as it falls to its death, recognizing it has become its own worst enemy and final executioner.

In the space that is eternity, this nano etch might come to be seen as an irritating interlude of little importance.

A minute’s silence anyone, or should we pause longer for illumination to spark?

To All In The So-Called Defence Industry – Poem by Adrian Mitchell

Arms trade workers, here’s an early warning
You might wake up tomorrow morning
And find that this is the glorious day
When all your jobs will just melt away
Because the people of the world are going to make sure
There’ll be no more, no more, no more war
So now’s the time to switch your occupation
From dealing in death and desolation
Don’t hang around now you’ve been told
The international murder trade’s about to fold
You won’t have to maim, you won’t have to kill,
You can use your brain and use your skill.
Peace needs workers of all kinds-
Make artificial limbs instead of landmines.
Tricycles instead of tridents,
Violins instead of violence,
Lifeboats, hospitals, medicine, drains,
Food and toys and buses and trains-
Come on, there’s plenty of work to be done
If we’re going to make peace for everyone.

 

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Dreams and Realities - set in the 20/30s describing today A modern thriller of historicla importance

 

 Jonathan L Trapman is an author, creative writer and photojournalist who has spent the better part of his 50 odd years in public life, learning from his personal experiences, sharing them, listening to others, whose lives have allowed him to open his own mind to a beauty, even within horror, that is transforming and empowering. His written work endeavors to convey, through true tales and fiction, impressions thus garnered. Dreams and Realities his latest work was published September 2016