It is the destiny of the other half, i.e. we who can learn to think of ourselves differently, meek-mindedly, to live communally, for a millennium or more, in love, peace and truthful understanding, i.e. in the state of good-willed anarchy, on earth. When truthfully defined, anarchy is the best possible form of social order; in all imaginable ways. It is not lawlessness or chaos as it's defined in normal, slack-minded, lexicons. In the Anarchy, and there is only one, whatever its time, place and, self-conscious, constituents may be, we anarchists help each other, informally, to be helpfully autonomous; because of the logical sense that we perceive in this. We try to serve the All by, freely, serving one another; autonomously, as helpful individuals who are constituent parts of her. This perfection of relationships is, and has always been, the great attractor, or the telos, for our species' evolution which, following a catastrophic separation, is about to come to this, sustainable, conclusion now. Pow! 

    The human narrative has two main characters; those who make up the movement that's moving towards a new, enlightened-anarchistic, age and those cursed with the inertia that makes this difficult for us, and impossible for them, to do. In the, authentic, new-age movement, our function is the ending of corporate-and-competitive managerialism, fascism, social engineering and/or authoritarianism, by whichever of its many names you care to use, and the associated perfecting, for us, of, this, currently alienated, corner of, the, holographic, Universe. Our solar system, i.e. our local, female, god, has been alienated, and we have been exiled, from the rest of Heaven, for millennia, but that, natural immaturity, is due for ending now. The great homecoming, like that of Toad returning to Toad Hall, is now underway. Hooray! We good-looking guys, including the gals who are also seeing well, would not miss participating in, this, real-life, stunt, or photodrama, for quids.

     God who, being superhuman in all ways, can become whatever She may wish herself to be, is imagining herself to be a universe of star systems with Man evolving in the fore-brain role for his, for whom the earth is a still-evolving head. We ignore this big picture, of our complete context, as patriots, shop-keepers, aussie-tony, of time-warner inc., and baby-breeders tend to do, at our, puny-minded, peril.

     A final-judgment day, a bifurcation of the human genus into its good and evil halves and then a paradise, or honeymoon, on earth for those members of the genus who have become meek-minded, open-eyed, spiritually reborn, saved from sin and/or enlightened by the Truth (which are synonyms for a mind-changing event that good-looking prophets have long foreseen but nobody has, actually, known yet) and, by doing so, survive this evolutionary act of natural selection, unlike the bullies, weasels and bludgers that remain self-righteous, are coming, with our assistance, in our time. As an emergent, ideological, species, all of whom are learning to speak the same language-lexicon, of Wisdom, even if we use different symbolic languages, such as french, esperanto or mandarin, half of the human-race is about to make the, final, quantum leap in cerebral evolution. This great leap forward means that we learn what Wisdom, including the words of her, everyday, vocabulary, such as "good", "god", "I", "enlightenment, "meek", "democracy" and "evil", really means; and then behave, logically, accordingly. This means anarchistically, as distinct from self-righteously, which means archonically, patronisingly, acquisitively, hierarchically, subserviently and/or unfriendily; as has been normal, in this primitive era of the present aeon, until now.

     The normals are so parochial that they can't believe that corporeal Life has evolved on earth, as yet incompletely, with input from angels, or extra-terrestrials, who've come, like sperm, from gods, or star systems, who are domiciled in, as denizens of, other parts of Heaven. This means that, if unrepentant, salvation, illumination and/or ascension is impossible for them; as it is for lesser life-forms such as jelly fish and plants, that also won't evolve past where they already are.

     Human nature is about to change for the other half of us by evolving, further, so that salvation beomes an option for selection, to its, programmed, destiny. The other, self-righteously satisfied, half will continue to misunderstand the meanings of the words we wiser fools, as a species, use for abstract ideas; or will declare ours to be wrong and theirs to be right, for everybody; until they self-destruct, and fall, hoist by their own petard, because of their own, self-destructive, pride. In the Wisdom lexicon, pride is a synonym for self-righteousness, hubris, delusions of egotistical grandeur and the fascist version of elitism; which are aspects of the deadliest of sins. This sin is hypocrisy, which can be exposed by Socratic-type enquiry and honest answering, but is normally rationalised, addictively and self-deceptively, by those that are guilty of it.

     Mankind's quest for, truthful, understanding, in which personal development mirrors and/or causes species evolution, began vaguely and amorphously, in patriarchies or matriarchies, many moons ago, but is coming now to crystal-clear conclusion in the holy, i.e. holistic, state of anarchy, i.e. consensual democracy-and-diversity. The quickening of the final days of evolution that will end in his and his earth's sustainable, climactic, state (as well as lots of other, ignorable, stuff, such as the rising price of corn and gasoline) is underway today.

     The challenge for real champions, in the metaphysical sense, is to light the torch of, truthful, understanding in our minds, so as to imagine, i.e. both visualise, pictorially, and conceptualise, linguistically, the living, logical, cyclical and hyper-organic nature of our context, the symbiotic nature of her relationship with us and the anarchic nature of our climactic relationship with one another … and to, actually, live, agapely in true love, as a full-time job, accordingly. This means learning to fully understand the logic of, eternal, Life which, like aladdin's magic lamp, gives invincible power, for doing good, to those who become immortal by becoming one of those who bear the flame. The time to either win this priceless prize, or go out with a fart, as a fizzer, squib or dud, for each and every one of us is now. The choice is inescapable and up to every one of us as sovereign, self-responsible, individuals; even if our selection of the bad option is, because of intellectual inertia, by default.

     Whew! From a personal perspective this is good news as, at the ripe old age of 78 earth-years, I have no desire to go on living in this weary-old body, with its senile sexuality, in this love-starved society, with its institutionalised hypocrisy, for much longer, cobbers and others. Codgers who are cobbers, I feel sure, feel much the same as me. We are solitaries who think of ourselves as passers-by who know that we do not belong here, in this sick sort of society; any more than banjo's "jolly swaggie", game ned kelly, socrates, vincent van gogh, lao tzu and jesus, the first-born son of joseph and his young bride mary, did. Our revolution will be begun by solitary ones who are scattered around the world today. Most other people these days, in mankind's global system of corporate managerialism and factional competition, are still doing what they have been doing for what seems like an eternity; since, as typified by emperor huang and his imperial army, they overthrew the aboriginal communalists and set up shop, around the world, as anti-anarchists. They're still trying, as they did then, to win wars, women, boys, lands, arguments, games, races, spouses, promotions, popularity, elections, selections, court cases, gold or whatever else may turn their little egos on, and so make life bearable, for four score years and ten, for them. Boring!

     If they spent as much time attending to their own faults as in finding, blameworthy, fault, self-righteously, with others then they'd be brilliant, instead of being dull. 

     We bored blokes believe that anything else we need to know in order to, figuratively speaking, find our way back home where we belong (as distinct from the mass of information that can be safely, and is sensibly, ignored) is a logical consequence of these few propositions being true. However for the truthful, rather than a false, understanding of our personal, and the general, situation, and of what we would be wise to do today, we must get our act together by getting our definitions of their, related, meanings right. Good logic, especially knowledge of the logical difference between the contradictory ideas of logical quality called "good" and "evil", by these or any other names, such as "true" and "false", "right" and "wrong", "x" and "y" or "best" and "less-than-best", is essential for this job. However none of us, not even the eminent Edward de Bono, of lateral-thinking fame, or Mary Baker Eddy, the christian-scientists' guru, or David Boehm, the holistic scientist who advocated the notion of "implicit order" throughout the universe, has yet sharpened up their minds enough to get their, or their world's, understanding right. We all know different parts, or aspects, of the one, great, Puzzlement but nobody knows the, sole, solution yet; certainly not any of those that claim they do.

     Civilisation has been built upon a bad idea. In our, mental, immaturity we're inhibited, in managed meritocracies, by people who think that some people are better, at being human, (as distinct from at some particular speciality such as lawn bowls) than some others and/or that some special skills (such as those of management and basketball) are more valuable, for the species or the nation, than some others and that they can tell who's who, and reward the better and penalise the inferior; although they, like dr watson, don't really have a clue. On the other hand we anarchists know that, despite our many different faults and talents, we all are, equal-status, sinners, who, for salvation, need further evolution whereby we, radically, change our ways, of thinking, deciding and interacting, for the better.

     And change is, helter skelter, on the way. As the I-Ching, the ancient Chinese Book of Changes, said, and still says to us today; predictable change is a characteristic of all corporeal Life. The biggest change of all, my friends and I can feel deep in the marrow of our bones, is now, exponentially, underway. "Life, while it's evolving to cyclical completion, is exponentially progressive which, among other implications, means that where your beginning was there your end shall also be", as the riddle-speaking prophet prophesied. We're all about to get back to our roots, which can either be among the corporeal gods in Heaven or undifferentiated, as nothing, nowhere, now.

     In my ideological species of the earth's biological species we have always lived our lives, since before the days of Anaxagoras, in search of better knowledge, including understanding, intellectually, and experiencing, biologically, including sexually. As seekers of a universal Wisdom, or the Truth, we want to change our world into one of a better type and know that the prerequisite is to change, for the better, our own sense of what we are and what we can become. Both kinds of change, personal and contextual, must come together or neither comes at all. Today our mission is to learn the knowledge needed to complete the evolution of the earth; especially the cerebral evolution of her leading species; Man. Others are, and have been, in search, instead, of other stuff such as mula, bread, fame, glory, gold, offspring, political power, sexual relief, physical fitness, sporting prowess, public reputation and/or kow-towing devotees. It takes all sorts to make an interesting evolution, although only the best can graduate, by means of a global revolution, to the, sustainable, climax of the, exponential, process. This is a bit like climbing everest and finding that omshalom is there for living, freely, in; for those who, as a leaderless partnership, have survived the perils, including the crevasses, of the climb.

     A good body-including-brain tool may be essential for this job of learning to live well but what one tries, intentionally, to achieve by using his/her body parts is even more important. Those people that are, still, using their bodies for climbing mountains, like hillary and tensing, for making, and breeding, babies, like those that star in soap operas on the box, for winning laurels, like ian thorpe in his high-tech speedoes does, or for designing, building and buying bigger homes for sleeping in, like doug, money-bags, moran, who's made his fame and fortune by exploiting, for big bucks, the inadequacies of the frail and elderly who've got those bucks to spend, and no kind kids to care for him, are especially crazy, i.e. spiritually blind.

     In the Wisdom lexicon, which we solitaries use, imperfectly as yet, when talking of important stuff, "spirit" commonly means "type", which is real but immaterial, and "type" generally refers to role, or type of occupation; which, likewise, can be perceived, either correctly or incorrectly, but is not, physically, seeable. Spiritual people identify with our main role, which, being self-resposible, we define for ourselves, more than with our personal piece of flesh; which anyone can see, or with some official role, such as "australian", that somebody, in authority, allocates, patronisingly, to us as ours. We live in, spiritual, narrative(s), more than in, material, things, but these so far, like b-grade movies at the local flix, have not been very good or, like bo derrick and shel silverstein were, at their particular specialities, worth a generous ten.

     Salvation, or ascension back into, spiritual, Heaven (aka "the holy land"), where the narratives and characters are good, is, in our opinion, a question of developing and using, for our understanding and deciding, a logically-coherent language, of roles, values, beliefs and attitudes; which none of us has got completely right as yet but which some of us are now about to get good soon. Spiritual ascension is a problem that, unlike landing rockets on london, israel, gaza, bagdad, the moon or mars, can't be solved by the scientific, cause-effect, method of enquiry, although some of that way of thinking-and-understanding can be helpful in the quest. As a buddha said, "By our thoughts we each create our own, intellectual, world of meanings, values, characters, roles, events, natures and narratives; as distinct from the physical world of moving matter which is a given-gift, from God, that is shared by everyone; even those who have been born tone-deaf or colour-blind."
     In the Wisdom lexicon, "the spiritual world", commonly, means the metaphysical world and is composed of both mental, or intellectual-emotional, ideas and physical, or sensual-biological, materials, in the special relationship that enables interaction, including the transformation of parts of one into parts of the other, and back again, to occur at their interface. This means mainly in the, still evolving, brains of Man, where, depending on the way he thinks, meaningful energy can become material energy, negentropically and/or creatively, and vice versa, entropically.

     The changing meaningful-reality with its invisible structures of narrative, characters, roles, reasons, relationships, moods and qualities is more important for us to understand, if we want to get back home to base, which will be by a, revolutionary, change in consciousness, or in one's, generic, way of thinking, than is the changing physical reality which is made up of quantifiable substances, energies and materials. Although essential, this material world is consequential, in a conditional tense, if-then, relationship with the, more meaningful, mental world.

    A problem is that most of us are addicted to our primitive way of thinking, which may be that of a superstition, a pseudo-science or a bad religion, and half of us will never kick the habit, which is more addictive than is any other type of dopiness; even those caused by mother's milk, afghanistani heroin, cantonese rice-wine, electronic rock-and-roll, polynesian kava and melanesian beetle-nut juice. Few want to criticise, and find reason to change, their own, habitual and hypocritical, way of reasoning; so this won't happen without an unprededented, global, cataclysm, entailing dead fish in the oceans, etcetera, etcetera. Until this calamity eventuates, their ignorance becomes no longer ignorable and they piss their pants in fright, this prophet and his prophesy will be like a "voice crying in the wilderness" and will interest less than one percent of the, allegedly-adult, human race; who will laugh  scornfully at, or object caustically to, what is beyond their comprehension. This, incidentally, is meant as an informative comment, not as a whinge, whine or complaint, which, because we always look on the bright side, we jolly jokers, in the Movement, never make (vide the happy ending of our man brian that's depicted at the end of monty python's "Life of Brian").

     We anarchists pass on information. We don't attempt persuasion. The, self-righteous, social engineers are the ones that think they're entitled, or obligated, to do that, which they generally do, in some parental-type role, with the aid of rewarding carrots, including promises, e.g. of heaven, and penalising sticks, or threats, e.g. of hell.

    A informative fact is that this, cataclysmic, change is soon to come; and so it's now time for me and blokes, including birds, like me to get our thesis writing done and to put our fndings out in the global library as public property for all the world to see; even though some librarians will, self-righteously, reject and otherwise censor, and keep their minds closed to, what we, whom they class as nobodies, believe and have to say. Given the ideas that he, including they and his other authorities, use and think are true, and if there's no helpful intervention by divinities, then mankind is destined for extinction, in a global doomsday, in less than five years from today. Kaput! Corporate civilisation, with its urban sprawls, body armour, factory farms, hybrid embryos, hybrid plant-seeds, artificial-beauty shops, mortgage brokers, tax shelters, tax evasions, high-rise concrete jungles, post-war mental illnesses, road rage, income inequality, police brutality, company thugs, space junk and other versions of pollution, garbage and/or uneconomical production, such as carbon-gas emissions and cluster-bomb explosions, has become a, deadly, cancer on the corporeal body of the, living planet, earth. So it's time, by means of an apocalyptic revelation, to end our hypocrisy, get our, crooked, heads on straight, change our ways, crack the whip  and go for broke, if we are up to speed for this collective change of human consciousness; that enables our redemption.

     We, who are, may be classed as "doomsayers" in the dictionaries of the old, decrepit, world but we are also "heralds" of the one that's coming, brand-spanking new; for which we're intent on sounding the alarum-bugle call, beating the battle-drum and turning on the lights. However, unlike militants like washington's militia, the black panthers and the weathermen, we're non-violent revolutionaries. The war we wage is primarily a war of ideas which we fight mainly by means of words, including the body-language ones, in which we are tolerant of virtually anything but ruthlessness, including violence; whether legalised by some social engineers or not.

     Most people are nowadays aware of the ill effects of audio-visual and material pollution but, because it's non-phenomenal, the power of bad thinking, of bad ideas, for causing evil to oneself and others, is commonly ignored; as is the power of good thinking, sometimes called prana, enthusiasm, chi, orgone energy or kundalini, for causing good. When emotional ideas, which can be good or not, are thought they cause vibrations in a subtle but significant way that affect the body of the thinker and, as an aura-vibe, the other forms of Life within his aura, which includes his halo, range. Moses' "horns of light" illustrate a wise fool's halo; which only some of us can see. Bad vibes stink, spiritually speaking, to high heaven while good vibes produce a pleasing, health-promoting, high. As a mood or ambience, this spiritual vibe, mind or soul, can infect, not only people but, a physical location for a time; and not just if it's classed, by those who feel it tingling up their spines, as a sacred site, hallowed ground or haunted house. This contagion now infects our civilisation to the extent that, like atlantis in the teaching myth, it has become non-sustainable. The idea of "sustainable development", and/or everlasting growth, has become one of the sick jokes played on superstitious capitalists, especially those that are governmental, as distinct from grass-roots, greenies.

     Because of mental-material interconnectedness, and Mother Nature's quality control, bad thoughts, including false beliefs, hypocritical judgments, nasty words and untrue definitions, are biologically unhealthy, emotionally hurtful and, eventually, suicidal for the idiots who think, believe in, and express, or suppress, them in some, neurotic, way.

     We're talking of the need for a radical mind-change, regime-change and/or paradigm-change, from one type to a better type, comrade-citizens and others; not just another patch-up fiddle, nit-pick therapy or band-aid, political, medical, financial, pedagogical, environmental or theological, reform. Religion, fiction, sex, humour and alcohol have long been used as opiates and/or stimulants by people with neuroses, and to those have now been added spectator sport, played by money-grubbing mercenaries as distinct from nature's jolly gentlemen, circus performances by tamed-trained animals such as whales, crocodiles, clowns and porpoises, amusement, including theme, parks for safe excitement like that of disneyland, electronic music, television quiz-shows, talk-back radio, parliamentary elections, fire-cracker nights, vice-regal parties and prescription valium. 

     It's time, instead of depending on any one or two of them, as an upper, a downer or some other type of personal or group therapy, to get us through the day, or night, to find the Truth; and the new world that any group's knowledge of the Truth reveals to them, albeit not to other groups. Success in this, new-age seeking, venture requires talents that are, especially an attitude that is, totally different from those needed for success in any of yesterday's and today's orthodox societies, such as judaism, islam, christendom, hinduism, buddhism (which was once china's state religion), colonialism, mormonism, maoism, feudalism and capitalism. People who matter now are not those of the type(s) that, like kings, premiers, witch doctors and queens, were thought to matter in the past. There's a new scene coming on stage, a new time coming on line and/or a new tune pumping through the pipes, from back behind the scenes, from in the wings and/or from beneath the boards; and its zeitgeist is totally different from, and at odds with, the old, to which we have all become accustomed and most are now, uncritically, addicted. Half of those addicts are inescapably attached to their addictions, and will go down the gurgler, like third-class passengers on the allegedly-unsinkable titanic, with the ship.

     The boiling frog syndrome has got them, in increasingly hot water, by the balls and/or the short and curlies, chums. On the other hand, we new-age gnostics are odd balls, or mavericks on the margins, who have no attachment to any particular, personal, expectations and so never suffer disappointment although we can, occasionally, be delightfully surprised.

     We new-age nonconformists believe that if, by deconstructing and restructuring our current understandings, we can get our prime assumption and the consequential, if-then, logic right, then we and our newly-perceived, metaphysical, reality will fall, effortlessly, like a gigantic jigsaw-puzzle, into place so that "the new world is revealed" and we will be home, where we belong, again, at last; as in a snakes-and ladders-game. In some parlour-games this means joining the dots to reveal the, otherwise, hidden gestalt. On the other hand, if the solution to our predicament is not being carried about inside somebody's skull, then, as a logical consequence, they're never gunna find it and will die, unpleasantly, in their current state of, confounded, ignorance; even if they go, before they do, on pilgrimages to bali, paris, mecca, harvard, dharmasala and/or kathmandu. Half of us will fall off the perch and die as they are living, unenlightened, now; but the rest of us can be reborn; a bit like lazarus in the rebirthing ritual and jonah in the teaching myth. In doing so we'll complete Nature's greatest journey, pilgrimage, exodus, adventure and/or trip. Unlike those of acid, l.s.d. or yellow mellow, which it nevertheless resembles in some ways, this is, real, adult stuff. Homer and his ilk will be pleased.

     AN ANARCHIC CREDO
    The main reason for writing this epistle, which may be my tenth, and final, try to get it right, is to "know myself" as the, pagan, oracle of delphi said we should; partly because this insightful knowledge enables us to identify our friends, who are of our kind, and to distinguish them from foes, i.e. those of the other ilk that can't be trusted to be kind; and partly because this helps us to understand the Context who is our god, or most important relative, and in whose image, likeness and/or reflection, albeit in a different shape and on a smaller scale, we have been made, by her, as part of her. As a contextual situation She is everywhere; whereas we constituents each have a particular, albeit changeable, location and personal point of view; that we can share with her, for the benefit, or common wealth, of both.
     Anything else that eventuates, that's good, is a welcome bonus, albeit not the precise, bulls-eye, spot or king pin, that the author, like his cobbers, with our curve balls, aims to hit; By doing so we'll cut our enemies off at the ankles, or their achilles' heel, and break the dealer's bank; a bit like ocean's eleven, in all versions of that moving picture, did. Mammon's facts and fictions provide the metaphors we need to know for understanding, and surviving, the, metamorphosical, Apocalypse; unlike goldfish in goldfish bowls, dead mullet on the beach and foxes in charge of chook pens, and the silly chooks they supervise, who don't and won't.

     All of us need all the kindness/friendship we can get, which is more than anybody gets/gives today, or got/gave yesterday; and monogamous marriages, same-sex weddings, female priests, household pets, rubber dolls, working dogs, computer chats, web logs, pick-up pubs, street carnivals, birthday cards, local-community groups, mosh pits, cell phones, cultic gopis, myspace groupies and dependent children, although they may boost the egos of, some, egotistical individuals, and make them feel, temporarily, good, are not the, logically sensible, way to go for giving/getting this.

     The wisdom we need for enlightenment is learnable mainly by self-education in the everyday school of hard knocks and occasional delights that everyone, compulsorily, attends. It is equally available, with the same set of lesson being taught, to everyone who reaches, biological, adulthood; wherever or whatever they may be.

     While on this quest for self-enlightenment, by analysing and synthesising a representative sample of the informative data, both natural and artificial, that's available, I have educed a premonition (aka "a dream", "a vision", "an insight" and "an informed, intuitive, hunch") which I feel an urge to share with friends. Foes can, and will, do with it what they will; which may mean ignoring it, as my neighbour's shaggy dog already does; and that is fair enough. We new-age dreamers have no problem with our enemies ignoring us; as long as they don't try, self-righteously, to shut us up, blow us up or close us down. The kernel of this complex idea, or set of constituent ideas, is - The old, millennia-long, age, of this aeon, or "once upon a time", that we are in, is nearly done and is soon to end, in catastrophe for some, the self-righteous ones, so that the new-next age can be begun, by the other ones, whom gnosis-seeking sinners such as me and Jesus, who is known by some idiots as the, one and only, "christ" or "son of god", have sometimes called the, spiritually, meek and humble. This means being like he became, after his near-enlightenment, and as people like me and my, generally as yet unmet, cobbers, in the Movement, wannabe.

     The Beast being kissed, six-neuf style, by Beauty in the teaching myth signifies the beginning of the bright side of this, transformational, event.

     While on this fishing expedition, looking for "the big fish" as distinct from "the tiddlers", of figurative mythology, to catch, I have developed, with the aid, intentionally, of temporary friends, like my mum, Liz and Kate, who've come and gone, and, unintentionally, of temporary, unhelpful-hurtful, foes, whose names I have forgotten but who've done much the same, an Anarcho-Gnostic Credo for the Earth's Next, Aquarian, Season. This period, as I and others like me, spiritually, whom we may sometimes know as "we", perceive it, is programmed, genetically, atmospherically and galactically, to begin, as a galactic spring, on a cosmic new-year's day, about december-solstice time in 2012 a.d., according to the calendars composed by the mayans of old mexico and gregory of older rome. This experiential event will save some of us, who are then living, from dying because of the sins we are committing (aka "the mistakes that we are making") in the confusion of the current, muddle-minded, mess. The rest will return to the undifferentiated nothingness from which they and theirs have sprung, having been temporarily useful, but eventually expendable, extras, supernumeries, robots or appendices, like cardboard cutouts; to be cut off and cast out, after being used, as fit-for-nothing trash.

     All accident and illness, including those of ageing, decaying and dying, as distinct from developing, is caused by not thinking well and/or by being influenced, physically and/or mentally, by the thoughts and actions of others who don't, or did not, think and, by doing so live, well. The sole solution to this predicament is a mass illumination for half of us and, for our and our god's wellness, an extinction of the rest, who, like mad dogs, cannot make this, fundamental, change. Their elimination, from our earthly context, especially from the atmosphere, whereby the situation gets cleaned up, put in order and made spick and span, like a home that's been spring-cleaned by a, house-proud, bavarian frau for the merry month of may, is a necessary precursor to our living well; which means healthily, happily and helpfully and, for blokes, including birds, like me, erotically.

     A lot of, hypocritical, do-gooders will object, not only to its sexual overtones but to most of the rest of this forecast of a global holocaust, wipeout or race-cleansing purge; as if such an event can't possibly have a good side, for good guys, to it. However, in this evolving age, people can be identified by both the nature of their friends and the, contradictory, nature of their foes; and anyone who thinks that all of mankind can be, good, friends together has not learnt the, true, meaning of the, symbolic, words that he/she has been taught, by his/her parental types, to use. Like talking parrots, with clipped wings, that have been taught to talk by ignoramuses, they are illiterate in the Wisdom lexicon; and underestimate the trouble that, like deep shit, they are drowning in.

     A lot of people are so deep in, ideological, ruts that they can't see over the top and will never change their nature for the better kind and for the common good. They live and they will die in fragmented episodes or brief encounters (as what James Breech defined as, merely, picaresque figures) that are incompatibly different from our big beauty; with contradictory contexts, motives, values, aims and ends.
     Having changed his sense of self to being a neo-gnostic anarchist, this author stakes no claim to the private ownership of his hypothesis; believing that ideas, like land, oil, fresh air, clean water, herbs, like hemp, views, minerals, molecules and the rest of Mother Nature's bounty, are meant to be public property, to be treated, respectfully, as a common gift from God, for all of her, legitimate, i.e. law-abiding, offspring to share for fun for free; anarchistically. Her gifts, which She, being naturally whore-like and/or voluptuous, gives out indiscriminately and gratis, as in amateur acts of harlotry, are not meant, by her, to be used as private capital, i.e. prostituted, by goons in suits or other uniforms, with guns, badges, medals and/or greedy guts, to make a money profit, or to get a, privileged, social status, from.
      The basic human problem of the old, dickensian and dying, age, of which our others, such as those of misology, thuggery, the economy, the ecology, warfare, terrorism, welfare, ill-health, drug-abuse, corruption, security and safety, are symptoms, is our hypocrisy, i.e. our faulty state of consciousness whereby we are self-deceptive as distinct from deliberately dishonest, which many of us may also be, occasionally, and not only when they tell white lies, cheat on their husbands or wives or make political promises as well. From that mental malady, which causes us to tell and believe untruths or partial-truths, we all suffer, in our species' present, juvenile-delinquent, days. Being fallible and gullible, we all, including popes, politicians, sex slaves and college professors, believe in some false assumptions and use some false dichotomies, double standards, untrue stereotypes and/or non-sequiturs in our reasoning; and none more so than those that think, self-righteously, that they, and their authorities, do not.

     We know no principal assumption that is true; and yet, being more-or-less self-righteous, think and act as if we do. Because we each belong to some particular tribe, party, faction, religion, race, role, nation, location, discipline or occupation we put down, some, others, in some way, because they do not; whether they interact self-righteously, i.e. evilly, or not. We fear, dislike and feel morally or intellectually superior to "foreigners",  in the generic, or archetypal, meaning of the word, because they think, talk, look, eat, drink, dress, dance and behave differently from the ways we do, which is a silly reason for deciding and means that we are mad.

     Being human, and still unprincipled and/or unilluminated, we all have our fair share of faults and make our fair share of mistakes; but the worst is to be, in the role of critic, judge, moralist, ethicist, priest, preacher, teacher, copper, connoisseur, censor, whinger, governmentalist, supremacist, psychiatrist or top-drawer philanthropist, so concerned with those of others that we ignore the need to fix our own. This is known in the salvation trade as being guilty of the, fatal, sin of self-righteous hypocrisy. The good news? The sin is curable, if the, galactic, life-cycle, time is right, the earth's, life-cyle, time is right and one has inherited and, with the aid of feedback from critical friends and foes, developed the necessary brains, albeit only following one's own, self-responsible, decision to change, fundamentally, one's way of reasoning, sense of self and style of life. In the Trade, we truth-seeking pilgrims call this - undertaking the quest to find the holy grail, the big fish and/or ethical enlightenment. The bad news is that this theoretical principle is, and will continue to be, beyond the ken of half of us; who'll die without even looking for, let alone finding and then catching, cooking and consuming, and being consumed by, it. The good news is that they'll never miss what they've never thought might come; which means, for them, that ignorance is as close as they can get to bliss.

      A species is a family-group of specimens who can communicate, including fuck, affectionately, with one another. In the lexicon(s) they use for understanding and deciding, they, the damned, have no sense of what it means to become "enlightened", by this or any of its many other names, Most are too busy with other, monkey-minded, business, and feeling virtuous because of all that pseudo-pragmatic effort and/or busyness, to spare the time and energy to think, talk or read about, abstract insights such as this. If they do think about enlightenment then they confuse it with the mindlessness displayed by some vedantic-type gurus in loin cloths or holy robes, who like to meditate, on nothingness, in ashrams, in monasteries, beneath bodhi trees or up on chilly mountain tops, to chant "aum" occasionally and to bludge on, the hard work of, lower-status, devotees.

     The sole solution to this fundamental problem, i.e. the poor quality of the logic of our reasoning, is illumination by Wisdom, i.e. learning to understand the Truth concerning the evil-good dichotomy, whereby we get our values (aka "our ethics and aesthetics") and our consequential lifestyle, by obeying the dictates of our own conscience, right. This collective act of cerebral evolution, which is programmed, genetically, atmospherically and galactically, to occur inside a few years from today, will be an integral aspect of a massive act of natural selection (vide Charles Darwin) that will divide the human genus into the meek species for our survival, as the Movement, and the self-righteous for extinction, as the dregs.

     This evil-good division entails "an act of God" whereby we'll be enthused by her, mental-cum-material Light which, a bit like hot coals in the fijian fire-walking rituals, will burn, like toast, the bodies of the fearful but illuminate and energise those who have good reason to be confidently brave. This spiritual Light of hers, which will emerge from within the sub-atomic portions of our bodies, especially in the heart and brains, and our environment, will also burn up mankind's, free-standing, capital, such as his farming ploughs and killing cannons of all kinds, which will blow up in the faces of their, self-righteous, shooters. However, being both careful and superhuman, She will not adversely affect any of her corporeal world, such as its lions, lambs and meek humankind which are linked together by the "green cord", or spiritual libido, of which Dylan Thomas, on one of his good days, spoke. Those of us, including we toothless tigers, with missing body-parts, including those with phantom pains, whose aura still remains intact, will have those parts restored and revitalised by means of our revitalised regeneration-systems.

     In the new age that follows this separation, of these two irreconcilably-different species of generic man, She, the Phantom Feminine, will enjoy reading the good sorts' thoughts and presenting each of us with days we can enjoy, with bonhomie, and the energy we need, mentally and physically, for, effortlessly, doing this; mainly for her welfare but also for the welfare of we hangers-on. As the worlds' best lover, all She'll ask of her beloveds, in this perfect love affair, is that we appreciate, and express our appreciation of, both the giver and her gifts. She'll willingly submit to those jolly jokers who submit, willingly, to her single Law, of universal Love; but can never be won by deception, bribery or, coercive, force. 

     The survivors, of the trials and terrors of this transformation time, which has already been begun, as "the birthing pains of humankind; the new, emerging, kind of mankind which has generally been male-dominated, and occasionally ruled by bossy bitches, in managed institutions, until now", will inherit the earth, from our parental god, as tenants-in-common of a multiple occupancy, or piece of public property. In this novel situation, instead of being institutionalised as managers and managees, we'll govern our, individual, selves by the golden rule of universal, unconditional and/or agape love; "treat others as extensions of yourself". We're wise to be experimenting by practising aspects of this, anarcho-communistic, way of living, including loving, every day, today; and learning, if we can, from our, inevitable, mistakes, and those we see, physically, and perceive, mentally, that others make. The most popular other option will be to go on vegetating, copulating, gossiping, arguing and/or squabbling like a pod of cabbages or a field of couch potatoes as most, normal, people, like the simpsons and other cartoon characters, trapped by precedent, dependent, and often spoilt-naughty, children, poor parenting skills, peer-group pressure to "keep up with, and possibly surpass, the joneses", home mortgages, stunted imaginations, ill health, the boredom of dull, repetitive, jobs, suburbia or aged-care homes, substance-or-activity addiction and/or an endless need for credit, gold or other types of money, do.

     This means becoming, deliberately, as generous, including friendly, appreciative, affectionate, accepting, good-humoured, merciful and forgiving, of/with both oneself and others whom one comes into contact with, especially the generous, open-minded, ones, as one can be, and telling the bullies, in jackboots, and the bludgers, with begging bowls or house-breaking tools, why we can't be friends, like this, with them. Money lending/giving can't be part of this new-age programme because it increases the reliance of the borrowers/recipients on the wicked world of money-based mammon; which is now coming, along with its dependents, to its, catastrophic, end; and so is not an act of true fellowship.

      Adoption of this golden rule, as our single guiding principle, ensures the friendliness among all men and women of good-will that the whole world lacks today, and protects us from the lovelessness of everybody else. That, extremely, loco lot is typified by archonic men like commissioner mick kelty of the a.f.p., his professional associates, including those that work as g-men and spin-doctors for his or other semi-secret societies such as the n.s.a of the u.s.a., a.s.i.o., d.s.n., echelon, interpol, mossad, maxwell smart's c.i.a., james bond's m.i.6, dick tracey's f.b.i. and the french one served by the frogmen who, after failing to reclaim algeria, new caledonia and vietnam from the locals, bombed the "rainbow warrior", and their political masters who, in our metaphysical reality, as distinct from theirs, are off with the fairies at the bottom of my dear old granny's ganja garden.

     If they exercised their brains, imaginatively, as much as some other bits of their bodies, then they'd be brilliant; instead of being dull. Their pre-emptive acts, attacks, laws and wars, such as bombing, hypocritically, bomb factories in iraq and syria, which they claim, parentalistically, is for the common, or the national, good, all violate the golden rule of our parental God; which, because they can't perceive the difference, they dismiss as chamberlain-like "appeasement". This, in her Wisdom lexicon, makes them guilty of, illegitimate, acts of hubris, i.e. self-righteous bastardry, and destined, if they cannot mend their ways, for extinction in the fires of the cosmic garbage can.
     The heavenly jurisdiction of God, the Cosmos and/or the everliving All, including her, constituent, gods, to which meek-minded men, including women, have decided, voluntarily, that we belong, and so have "plied our troth", is significantly different from theirs, whereby they rule the man-made roosts of mammon and/or babylon. In that, managerial, role they resemble the, relatively, big roosters, hyped up on hormones, that rule the hen houses of the colonel's kentucky fried; until they get the chop.

     So something's gotta give. We anarchists expect that their corporate bodies, especially the debt-dependent political-economies, which are mainly legalised abstractions, i.e. delusions of the mind, with imaginary ranks of merit and demerit, will be the first to go, when we reach a critical mass. Kaput! Like drunks on turps, they confuse the real world of the "wide brown land" that nature lovers such as me, mary gilmore and dot mackellar love with the artificial world of nation-states such as the sovereign nation of australia that's ruled by bantam cocks like kevin rudd and john howard who typify the judeo-christian version of the social, including moral and financial, engineering class. Mark Twain said much the same, in criticising the institutions of yankee-style society while John Cleese in "fawlty towers", and the little napoleon in "dad's army", mimicked aspects of the managers quite well.

     The post-aboriginal aussie culture, incidentally, between the convict settlements and the new-australian immigrants, such as the whinging poms, towel-heads and wogs, of the post-war era, was one of anti-authoritarian insubordination, and/or celtic-type larrikinism, that, now that we have "political correctness", is now long gone. The idea that mainlanders and islanders shared to same attitude to land ownership, incidentally, is a legal fiction that profits legal eagles in the land-rights indutry.

      The dominant culture, globally, is a mentally and materially corrupt one in which men, including some butch women such as quentin bryce, queen victoria and condie rice, in governmental roles, steal from the public purse to subsidise the rich who profit, most, from corporatised activity. This includes corporate sport, such as the olympic games that are privately owned and managed by the well-connected heavies of the i.o.c., the, gas-guzzling, grand prix races staged by whoever owns the formula one franchise in these latter days today and the activities of the national sports-training institutes. The big bludgers in the art industries also profit, by means of opera houses, movie-making grants, ballet schools, stage plays, museums and art galleries, from the subsidisation scam whereby scam merchants make profits from uneconomical industries and occupations, including many in the fields of research, religion, fossil-fuels and farming, including the relevant construction-and-reconstruction work. No political economy can for long survive if it depends on, and/or subsidises, uneconomical and/or wasteful activity such as theirs.

     They are welcome, if they'd leave us alone, to their, artificial, world of reified, and sometimes deified, abstractions, such as the e.u, kuwait, qatar, yahweh, japan, beijing and allah, which are not alive and so cannot feel, such as feel loved or insulted, or even interact and have, conscious, relationships; either good or bad, with anyone. We prefer our, natural, world of corporeal realities, such as our living solar system, which can and do; and will do better soon. This makes us as different from them as is classroom chalk from kitchen cheese, in terms of culinary taste. Having put up with more than enough of their acts of, hypocritical, self-righteousness, we are about to spit the dummy and split, full-time, from them, who'll never change their scheme of thinking for the better, voluntarily, and theirs.

      These two types of person will be found, on the global judgment day, to be evenly distributed among all of mankind's, normal, family groups, including the jews and their gentiles, the muslims and theirs, and all other examples of the false dichotomy; as distinct from the meek-unmeek division, which will then be obvious to the lucky lot of us. In Nature's test of mankind's attitude to relationships we'll all have talents or assets that some others, who don't have what we want, will need. Universal love, as distinct from both parochial love and commercial trade, will then be the only, logical, way for anyone, among those who've survived, to go.

     THE ABSTRACT
     If we know this bit of wisdom then our, informed, opinion is that a new, aquarian, age of consensual diversity and/or participatory democracy, for consenting adults, is imminent; to be preceded by an apocalyptic revelation, i.e. a collective change in consciousness and/or a revolution in reasoning, relating and behaving, and a new sense of self-in-system identity, by the open-minded half of homo sapiens sapiens. This means the still-evolving species of the genus at the top of the life-form, and/or food-chain, tree today. That genus, Man, can think about his, invisible, thoughts; sometimes by studying their, symbolic, expression on the cave-man's wall, the papyrus sheet, the printed page, the coloured glass, the chapel roof, the wet t-shirt or the computer screen and/or as the temple architecture, the marble sculpture, the oil painting, the weberian opera, the totem pole, the pow-wow or the corroboree. 

     This quantum leap in evolution, which is an emergent process with an "intelligent design", will be experienced successfully by the meek-minded species of the human genus; i.e. those of us who, despite our many other differences, feel the need to understand and enact, with anyone who also can, the golden rule of good, pay-back, karma (i.e. "help, including befriend and defend, as many others as you can as equal-status extensions of yourself"). Most mammonites can't envisage or conceptualise this mind-changing event correctly; which means that, as a logical consequence, they won't experience it successfully, as distinct from aberrantly. Only the believable is, self-consciously, livable. True, intellectual, understanding precedes good, experiential, knowing; of any good event that we can possibly experience; in a closely-interconnected world wherein the local and the personal mirror the national, the global and the universal, even if insignificantly differently in size, shape, speed, numbers and degree.

     Political governance, i.e. social engineering, by parental-type elites, of both the left-wing and the right-wing types, such as the bilderberg group, by means of corporate bodies, including political parties, religious churches and legal systems, is different from this self-government by helpful individuals. Only in the anarchy does "the invisible hand of supply and demand" that was envisaged by adam smith operate fairly and sustainably, as distinct from corruptly, corruptingly and unevenhandedly. Apart from consensual democracy, i.e. orderly anarchy, all forms of government are unjust for some of the governed ones and bring out the worst in the smart cocks that, in governmental roles, poop and pee on others who are lower down the pecking-order scale, performing less-valued and less-rewarded roles. Political animals who, like bantam roosters, compete for governmental and/or managerial roles, are, self-deceptive, hypocrites who compete among themselves by fighting their own reflection and/or shadow as they see it in some others. They act like a magpie that attacks, madly, as don quixote de la mancha also did, a batch of mirrors in which he sees-perceives, unattractive, reflections of himself, i.e. apparent bodies with his own, spiritual, character, looking back, unfriendily, at him. "Each sees what he is".

     They all rob peters in order to pay pauls, which is an unfriendly deed to do; if one is one of the peters whom they, self-righteously, are stealing from. To escape their clutches and/or badly-biased lunacy we are wise to first recognise that a spirit (aka "a god") can be thought of as a personal Life and/or a cell of Life, i.e. the emotional idea of a living narrative, that may also be known as a role, for another narrative. This sort of sphere has mental-material and subject-object dimensions of time and place, that can be lived, as an autobiography, by biological constituents with the brains to know what they're doing, within that context, and what's otherwise going on.

     In other words, we can know God as the story of a set of living objects and/or as a set of objects telling a tale; equally believably. Maybe the best context for anybody to be consciously living in is a living story, or dramatic narrative, including her, tangible, body parts, who is knowable as an autobiography that can be actually lived in as one's own, consubstantial, Life-story, as if one is a constituent part of the main author of the text. This Herstory is very different from what institutionalised history teachers teach their puerile pupils to believe, as 1066-and-all-that, mechanistic, jazz; most of which may not be untrue but, like most media reports of mankind's news, and current events, does not tell anything like the full story, of both causal and intentional reasons, mate.

     The forthcoming mental-transformation, or intellectual-mutation, by the meek, whereby we realise the implications of this truth, will be a time of massive violence, both natural, caused by Nature, as the planet strikes back against her violators, i.e. the greedy, the lazy and the vain, such as those that slaughter whales, like moby dick, or trees, like those in amazonia, tasmania and javanese-controlled indonesia, in the name of scientific knowledge or financial gain, and man-made, caused by her opponents, who are the same, self-righteous, sods. This violence will be ended by a doomsday, of self-destruction, for them, i.e. the damned. The bastards that are damned are those of the homo genus that, because of feeling righteous as they already are, and better, at being human, than are other types of Man such as the japs, the jews, the developers, the reds, the papuans or some other sect that they stereotype and scapegoat, feel no need to make a massive change to themselves, buttocks over breakfast time, to living differently. This means autonomously, as self-sovereign earthlings, governing themselves by the logic of their holy Mother's natural and/or divine, karmic, code of universal friendship, unconditional fellowship and/or true, agape, love. They want to persuade others, rhetorically, or force them, coercively, to be different from the way they are, or want to be, but, hypocritically and/or foolishly, can perceive no, equal, need to change the way they are themselves. They talk with forked tongues, or use twisted logic in their reasoning, and like to dish it out but not to cop it, i.e. their own medicine, back; which makes them, untrustworthy, hypocrites of the top degree. They resemble pots that abuse kettles, on the same hot-smoking stove, for no other reason than because they're coloured black; which makes them stark-raving lunatics.

     The problem we still share with them is that we have no meaningful sense or feeling of belonging to a global, let alone a universal, species, as a constituent sphere of our complete Context. We don't yet know, self-consciously, our, universal, species as our god; although, unlike them, some of us do sometimes make the effort to think, and act, in this way, differently. Among we who do our belief is that unrelated matters, such as eurovision, the beijing games, political elections, building regulations and 20-20 cricket, are now ignorable, except by the terminally ignorant.

     If this is not subversive of the established mental, judicial, financial, unethical, medical, chatitable, educational, recreational and societal system(s), cobbers and others, then no proposition is. We're predicting a total revolution, beginning with our way of reasoning, as distinct from advocating, like the governmental greenies, the christian evangelists, the generals of the chinese people's army and the other social-engineering types of all-but-one, ideological, persuasions do, some particular, so-called, reform(s). The Jesus gospel, when correctly deconstructed and restructured, as his Quelle hypothesis, presents an earlier version of this, revolutionary, manifesto. This is the reason why that, foresighted, jewish guy was arrested, tried and crucified by those whom, after his near-enlightenment, he antagonised because of what he said and did, and refused to do; such as obey, or enforce, the, traditional, torah laws, such as those concerned with sabbaths, adulteresses, spiritual uncleanliness and the breaking and sharing of bread, which he declared to be null and void for free-thinking people like he and his, kiss-on-the-mouth, beloved Mary of Magdala  had become.

     Acts, 4, 34-35 gives a good illustration of the anarcho-communistic way of life that, after his near-enlightenment, he enacted and predicted that those like him who followed him would also try to do; even if this led them to some sort of martyrdom, such as being ostracised, crucified or boycotted by governmentalists or nihilists of one sub-sort or another. So do some aspects of the aquarian movement in post-73 nimbin, in australia's rainbow region, such as the hippies' mardi grass at hemp-harvest time.

     The main idea of his, and our, new-age, Wisdom, message, which empowers those who understand, and faithfully believe in, it as members of a consensual coalition, extending over time and place, is - The context of whom we are a role-enacting part is a living, breathing, seasonally-changing, entity; an everliving heaven, celestial body and/or superhuman god (depending on one's preferred point of view) whom we are meant to learn to understand, serve and be served by, as equal-status partners in a paradise on an earth that is designed to evolve into a, fully-functioning, yoni, or intimate knowing-organ, of/for this eternal and maternal god, when She evolves to her self-as-god-conscious, and/or post-pregnant, state; which we, as her brainy-sexy bits, are designed to help her do.

     Our Context, i.e. "Ehyeh" or "I who am", is only completely whole when She is in partnership with Man, i.e. "Adam, including Eve who is his better half". Philosophial gender, as symbolised by yin and yang, differs from biological gender; both of which are engendered by the interactive roles they, naturally, play.

     We gnostics, who think it's logical to worship the divine Feminine, believe that we inhabit, organically, a living Heaven that, with our help, and partly for our benefit, will soon become, also, in relationship with us, alive as a self-conscious, superhuman, God; in whose, complementary, image, both physically and metaphysically, we've intentionally, i.e. teleologically, been made so that we can help to make this happen, and share in the, happy-ever-after, consequences; including those of the sacred honeymoon.

     In today's state of imperfection, and.or incompletion, while sharing our body, including its aura, space with each of us She can feel her version of our meaningful emotions such as sickness, happiness, fondness, foolishness or loneliness, and so can empathise with similarly-imperfect humankind. Yahweh, i.e. "He who is", on the other hand, as his devotees imagine him, untouchable, to be, cannot

     Nobody can stop the unfolding of mankind's final revolution whereby his grande finale is programmed to eventuate, although some of us can speed it up or slow it down by a year or two. This means that we, the, potentially, meek, will end our and our solar system's evolution and enable her, our local elohim, to begin the enjoyment of her climactic, imago, season of inner-and-outer peace, characterised by poetic justice, agape love, sacred sex, good health and enlightened living, with us as her compadres, on this garden-planet earth which, like a lap, belongs, embracingly, as a body part of her, to her. This earth is everywhere a sacred site, or hallowed ground, and is not just holy at some particular location(s) such as jerusalem, lourdes, the river ganges or mount uluru, or on some special, holy, day(s), like easter, krisna's appearance-day or ramaddan, as normal cultists, befuddedly, believe. She is the Queen, not only of our hearts but also of our hive; the drones of which have had their day and are now to be expelled, by her, to shrivel up and die.

     A LONGER ABSTRACT
     What the world needs now is not more of the war on drugs, the war on terror or the war on climate change; which mainly benefit, in their terms, the political animals, like the attorneys general, such as phillip ruddock, and police commissioners, such as g.edgar hoover, and those who appoint, or serve, them, who, having sold their souls to the devil, dominate the wicked world(s) of, unenlightened, Man. Rather, we need a new ideology, and/or new set of definitions, or the resurrection of an old, forgotten, one, that legitimates a war on evil which, as ruthlessness, i.e. lovelessness and/or unfriendliness, is the contradictory antithesis of the agape type of love that's meant to be, eventually, the normal way of life for humankind on earth; when, with the aid of an apocalypse-cum-doomsday, this war will have been won; by we children and/or champions of the universal One. Until then we all act, unintentionally, as hypocrites, even if we are different, insignificantly, in the degree of our hypocrisy.

     Among the avant garde, or "the first of our, emerging, tribe", who, like speedy sperm, are the leading lights, or first knights, of the subversive, good-war, Movement, which consists of meek-minded anarcho-communists, of both, biological, sexes, who are sometimes called, philosophically, "the sons, or descendents, of Adam and/or God", this conflict, and its conclusion, is our supreme, all-inclusive, focus of concern. This is true both when we look into our own minds and when we examine the motivations of the actions of those we see around us, who can either be working-playing-fighting-standing-swimming beside us, as good, caring, friends, or not, in which case they are mis-behaving, unhelpfully, either lazily, crankily, excludingly or belligerently, as self-indulgent "satans", i.e. hostiles, unfriendlies or adversaries. There is no middle ground, for fence sitters, referees, judges or audience, to this radical, evil-good, dichotomy; and although we do not broadcast our message, artificially, such as electronically, by means of loud speakers, high towers, church claxons and neon lights, we are now to say our piece in public and no longer, for safety from two-legged swine, "hide our light, of wisdom, beneath a bushel". 

     Anybody who understands the butterfly effect of chaos theory will know that the critical number needed for the big Breakout will be much less than what is guessed by those that don't. If we're good enough, then a baker's dozen may be enough to tip the scales and start the transformation that, albeit traumatic for many, will then be remarkably quick; my guess being less than two years, for everyone. Our expression(s) of interest and readiness, by the supersonic thoughts we think and express, using the Wisdom lexicon, as our beliefs and disbeliefs, will trigger the Change, to our Context, who will then test, by a pass-fail examination, the fitness for ascension of everybody who is living, pregnantly, in her private parts, at the time.

     Whatever number of people there may need to be, initially as the critical mass, and then eventually, as the optimum size, our belief in this, bipartite, insight makes us "strange" in other people's lexicons. In Albert Camus's terms we are "loners", "solitaries" and "outsiders" who are exploring a man-made world in which we find it's "mad to be normal and especially crazy to be classed, and/or to class oneself, as being currently, as distinct from possibly potentially, successful, sane, good, o.k., happy, healthy, honourable, wealthy, popular, in love, righteous or great". Aristotle's prodigy, the great, muscle-bound, macedonian, for example, thought he was a god but, like emperor darius, who was the mirror-image whom he fought, like tweedledum fought tweedledee, at the o.k corrall, dick fought the other drongoes in the downtown-deadwood bars and punch fought judy at the medieval market-place, he was just a machismo mummy's-boy; whose real Mum paid him back for badness, such as burning down persepolis, with a deadly dose of pox. Genghis khan and julius caesar also typified that, law-breaking, type.

     It is the, strange, belief of we outsiders that there is a magnificent and significant idea, "the Logos", that's missing from the mental constructs of our, undeveloped, minds. This is the idea of a supreme Relative of whom we and our other relatives are constituents, which is a big idea that most of us can't yet think, believably. However, when a critical number of us do, soon, the belief will reveal the Truth that enables the brave new world, of peace and plenty, and jovial longevity, to be begun, by the enlightened ones, as the golden age of paradise on earth. We male-men will act the role of phallic symbol and/or symbolic crown for a pack of the anarchic, superhuman, gods who make up the, organic, solar systems (aka "stars") of the local galaxy, with the wo-men acting in that, representative, role for our local star and/or, female, elohim.

     The, "I am", Word is about to become flesh, self-consciously, by manifesting both in the form of illuminated Man and as his illuminated Context. We each will then say, "I am one of We who, interconnectedly, make up the ever-living All, who contains all the ideas and materials that there are, were or can ever be". If, biologically, male we'll also say, "I'm the head of a phallic-like extension of one of the, corpuscular, stars of the local galaxy and am located in the lap of the local star, for whom enlightened wo-men are her clitoris-like representatives". It's time for harbingers of Heaven to lift the curtain, or raise our god's skirts, and enter the unknown zone; if, unlike the drones, we're willing workers who are game to test our arm and have a go at trying something new by breaking mankind's last, and most terrible, tabu. Nature, by means of her natural Science and natural History, aided by mankind's literature and the other, allegorical, arts, known sometimes, collectively, as Wisdom, Athena or the Muse, teaches what we need to know. We can learn what's being taught if, as a class, we are sufficiently talented, cooperative and attentive; and not diverted, like self-righteous sociologists and other, culture-specific, specialists, such as credentialed anthropologists, are, by the glitter, glamour, chatter and clatter of the normal, unenlightened, culture-specific, styles of life. Homer's sirens signify the seductive temptations that we, like prince Ulysses, have to face, reject and bypass.

     As the persian-sufi poets said, scholarly academics are clueless when it comes to perceiving this or answering any question of importance. Most are not worth feeding in the enquiring-researcher role. Their, professional, knowledge, including its specialised language, makes them, their families and their graduates no happier, healthier or friendlier, or holier, albeit maybe better at trivia such as sums or spelling, than is anybody else.

     Members of today's new-age Movement, of idealistic anarchists, believe in the imminence of a new, geuinely better, era of consensual anarchy, peace-on-earth and/or unity-in-diversity for us and, if we are gnostics, for the elohim, aeon and/or contextual god of whom we are organic parts with an important role to, learn to, play intentionally; on her behalf. This, sustainable, end-state of being whole, healthy, hale, hearty, humourous and holy, and successful, must be preceded by a revolution in believing, valuing and behaving, that ends mankind's, old-embryonic, age of hubris, characterised by hypocrisy; and government by alleged elites, either elected, non-consensually, or unelected to their mob's managerial roles. During this metamorphosis, or change-of-state event, much violence will continue to be attempted by the governmentalists, including those that are tribal or church elders, and nihilists, for whom life is meaningless and anything, according to rafferty's rules, goes, if you can have fun doing it and can get away with it. They'll wage war against both one another, in their different tribal groups, and, once they type us as a rival troop, we anarchists; who are middle-of-the-road extremists. However this time, in solidarity, with access to paranormal power(s) because our god has joined in with us, to help us, on our side in this affray, we will be more than a match for them and those that work for them as either unpaid slaves or  hirelings.

     "It has become appallingly obvious that their technology has exceeded their humanity", as Albert Einstein said of that bloody-minded breed  Feeling attached to, and/or having a vested interest in, some of the old, established, ways, they'll find ours to be not only odd but also objectionable; deserving of scorn, shame, blame, ridicule and penalty. They may not, fully, understand us but they'll certainly object to us, and our ideology; because what they can understand of it is so contradictory of them and theirs that both parties can't be right; and they don't like being wrong. They burnt witches and fagotted faggots who said so, and, even if they were classed as one of his official family, said that Jesus was mad and/or incomprehensible because, after his near-enlightenment, his way of thinking differed, so much, from their culturally-common way. In a similar situation, they would do much the same, equally self-righteously, today. Ask the prisoners they are brutalising, or allowing to brutalise each other, in hell-holes such as angola state in louisiana and the russian federation jails. And ask yourself how they'll respond when marching, flashing flags, at olympic games or on national days, when we say that pride, including national pride, black pride and gay pride, is a sin that, without repentance, can only end up causing the proud persons' fatal fall.

     Those who think that this transition, as distinct from its long-time ending, can be peaceful have led somewhat sheltered lives, without much personal experience of "man's gross inhumanity to man", as martyrs such as jesus, the angola three, the little-rock nine, the armenian genocide victims, the dachau inmates, ethel rosenberg and david hicks (who confessed to a crime that was not a crime when he committed it, in order to escape more torture, which is what solitary confinement, like waterboarding and sleep-deprivation, is) have had the bad luck to undergo. Mental whimps judge everybody else according to their knowledge of themselves; which makes them guilty, among other types of error, of the fallacy of composition. Religious fundamentalists, organised soldiers and ex-servicemen, especially the officers, and military-intelligence agents, especially those, including private contractors, with a licence to torture and kill, will then, as they normally do now, rationalise their acts of violence more hypocritically than do most. Nevertheless we must not forget that there'll be exceptions to this, as to every other, general rule, as distinct from the universal law, like those who broke ranks in favour of the french and russian revolutionaries by standing up against their high-horsed officers and/or their feudal, including religious, overlords.

     We must also remember that, until we win the day and claim the field in one clean sweep, there will always be whistleblowers, with guts, gumption and information, like Bert Wainer and Peggy Berman, to help us, and to expose the indecency of the mongrels, before they can catch and kill us, in the Quest. Moreover as the merry men of Sherwood Forest, and the bearded bokes in the mujahadeen, showed, we'll be safer from them in, safe-houses in, the country than in the cities where they're much more at home and which they've polluted, and corrupted, morally and materially, more. The one thing they'll never do is give us an open, public, trial and hence our fair chance to have our own, uncensored, say.

     Another mistake that some of our unfriendlies make is to ignore the fact that evolution proceeds by branching and/or bifurcating. The human genus has branched before and must branch again before peace can prevail for the species of the genus that, by sensible adaptation, survives this testing and selecting time; and goes on to enjoy the higher, heavenly, delights of peace on earth; while the rest die off, are cast aside and become extinct, to become a missing link in the chain of evolving Life on earth. Some seers call this, envisioned, event the, teleological, end of evolution (which has an intelligent design), an apocalyptic revelation of the Truth, a collective change in consciousness, a doomsday for the damned and an ascension, in rapture, unto heaven, by God's elect, on earth; all of which, when correctly understood, it is; although some false and/or part-true prophets, such as the sex-starved john of patmos, have got some of the, specific, details, such as the selection criteria, some dates and some other numbers, such as 666 and the elect's number, wrong.

     There are two sides, one positive, or bright, and one negative, or dark, depending on one's mental eye, point of view or way of thinking, to every possible event including this evolutionary bifurcation of the top branch of the, deciduous, Tree of cyclically-progressive Life on earth which entails the destruction of that branch's dead-wood section. "It's our way of thinking that makes any event either good or bad, for us" as the bard of avon said. The good can't grow unless the other, having been white-anted, dies, no matter what "nice" people, who find Nature, and the law of her wonderful jungle, including her wild sea, wherein the unfit are selected, naturally and automatically, for extinction, to be cruel, think and say, self-righteously; as if they know what's-what better than does She. 

      We strange ones believe that a quantum leap in cerebral evolution, in association with empowerment for those who make the jump successfully, as if over a pagan ritual-wedding fire, will be achieved by one species of mankind, this decade. The graduates will constitute the meek-minded, as distinct from the self-righteous, species of the genus. To be meek means being able to prove, to God, one's fitness to be trusted with the privilege of personal autonomy to make, and enact, one's own decisions, including deciding on one's own assumptions and definitions, and conceding the same right to, non-ruthless, others. This means understanding, obeying and enacting, as our common code of conduct, the golden rule of karma, agape love and/or pay-back reciprocity (vide Matthew, 7.12, and elsewhere in, eclectic, Wisdom literature, such as the communistic manifesto composed by comrades Marx and Engels who, although they could not conceptualise, believably, a good god or good religion, could nevertheless foresee the collapse, because of injustice and corruption, of capitalism, nationalism and religious fundamentalism).

     We become an example of this, agape, type of lover by an act of free-willed choice, because of the logic we perceive in the agape ideal; not because of hormonal activity or cultural mores. We, who make this choice, don't yet know the details of the next world, which will be of the meek, agape, type, but we do know its, general, direction from where/how we stand today; and are game to trust our luck and back our judgment by having a boots and saddle, gung-ho, go at getting there; a bit like banjo's man from snowy river did. 
     Although we may find fault, shamelessly and blamelessly, in both others and ourselves, and evade evil-doers when we can, meek sinners never blame or punish anyone, judgmentally, not even ourselves, in any name; not even the name of a lord, a god, a king, a christ, a country, a parliament, a president, a people, a precedent, a prophet, a book or the law. We may not believe it but we keep an open mind to any proposition that has not yet been disproved, by users of the so-called scientific method. They are those who began the scientific revolution in reasoning, which included the invention of the printing press and the beginning of the fourth estate, and rosicrucianism, about 300 years ago. That innovation enabled the urban bourgeoisie, who were often organised in merchant or trade guilds, and/or protestant churches, to overthrow, violently, the feudal political-economies of the landed aristocracy, on both sides of the north atlantic, and replace them by capitalist political-economies. Since then they have been using experiments, including those on animals and birds, to disprove null hypothesies and build bigger gun-boats, bombs and guns, and private bank-accounts, and pollute the planet in a hundred different ways.   

     Unlike theirs, our open-minded way of being, including reasoning, means cooperating, autonomously, with one another as equal-status partners; rather than managing, being managed, penalising, rewarding, excluding, policing, competing or socially engineering, by means of institutions such as trade guilds, credentialed professions, political parties, subject disciplines, scientific foundations, lord-god religions, monogamous marriages, male-dominated polygamies, animal-liberation societies, imperial or republican navies, legal fraternities, corporate bodies, such as one-dollar commercial companies, limited-liability companies and joint-stock companies, their wealth tokens and their roles, rules and rituals. This, despite our occasional acts of interpersonal charity, is what mankind mainly does today and has been doing, repetitively and addictively, with minor modifications, for millennia. Spiritually speaking, we've been running, ever faster, getting nowhere on the spot.

     Our primitive win-lose and lose-lose ways, affrays and days, which we mis-contextualise, limp-mindedly, are nearly done, thank God, and, as predicted by foresighted seers, are due to be superseded now, following an economic collapse, endemic unemployment, pandemic plagues, such as mutant versions of influenza, tuberculosis and malaria, an ecological upheaval, species extinctions, a polar-axis shift, a revolution of the earth's electro-magnetic field, that will wipe out most medical, financial, ownership[ and criminal records, an electricity-energy blackout, that will put a stop to most of the ruling class's travel and communication, both secret and public, a global war, involving religious terrorists, state terrorists, military juntas, oil-field and pipeline ownership and failed nation-states, widespread family breakups and juvenile delinquencies, and an invasion by a pod of grinning-winking-ugly aliens, or nefilim, from sites in outer-space, by the egalitarian, win-win, way of interacting, for those who can prove our fitness for the privilege by surviving, by using that informal, mutually-aiding, way, the testing trials and terrors of this transformation time.

     Paul, timothy and the other pauline christians got their "end-times" dates, and their criteria for ascension, wrong, but the, colossal, magnitude of the transformation right.

     As Fritz Capra said, we've, now, reached the, evolutionary, Turning Point. Further "progress", in the present direction, will be fatal for the conservative progressives, including governmental ecologists and opus dei activists, who attempt it. However a critical number of others have, by means of critical, including self-critical, reflection, multi-cultural experiences and a good, liberal, education, learnt enough to, now, change our direction and/or way(s). Wahoo! Small-l liberalism, as distinct from ming menzies', corrupt, version of the word, is very close to anarchism and its other synonyms, such as  agape love and consensual diversity

     With the Wisdom needed for salvation we find that what we need in any situation, such as a sign to indicate direction, or a carer with a specal expertise, is always close at hand; even if it is not what we were looking for, specifically, beforehand. Such is Nature's magnificently voluptuous, and trustworthy, albeit still mysterious, veiled and tricky, nature.

     The metaphysical world in which we, weird, philo-sophers and/or gnosis-seekers live our lives, self-consciously, has already become significantly different from any normal one, and is becoming more-so, exponentially, each and every day; as you will know if you are, already, one of us. If you are then you can "feel the need to help, and be helped by, your friends to end the tyrannies of tyrants whether they are tyrannical scientists, industrialists, religionists, atheists, bank managers, landlords, media moguls, de-jure husbands, de-facto husbands, bossy fathers, bossy mothers, judgmental clerics or political governmentalists (like paul, "scumbag", keating of balmain and his cronies of the java-based suharto dynasty) and set our people free". Like Martin Luther King junior, young James Dean and other rebels for the, good, cause you will also know, "One has a moral responsibility to disobey unjust laws, including those that are, informal, norms, conventions or mores." In doing so you, like mercutio and me, "wish, and foresee, enjoyably, a prickly pox on all the houses of the hopeless hypocrites; and not just those in sin-cities such as selma and verona".

     Half of the human genus, as typified by hypocrites like gerard henderson, winston churchill and david addington, of the rabid right, and hillary clinton, her husband and their daughter, of the muddle-minded middle, and michael more of the badly-biased left, who idolise their, contextual, nation as if that reified abstraction is a god, will, self-righteously, including violently and scornfully, oppose this, lifestyle, change, which means that its success requires a bifurcation, globally, along its evil-good dividing line, of the entire human race. The ratbags of the race that are now, and will be then, against us include the conservatives, of church, ashram, temple, mosque, buddhist retreat, academe, culture, profession, party, media, mafia and state, who are addicted to some, unproven, aspect of the past, such as "the sanctity of monogamy", "patent rights for the monopoly-ownership of property", "the american constitution", "the imperial chinese boundaries", "the right of fetuses to live but not the right of women to choose", "the primacy of mathematical science or allegedly-revealed doctrine over self-responsible, philosophical, speculation",  or "state subsidies to help some parents with the breeding of their babies". They will also include the self-styled, progressives who enact incremental reforms in order to modify the established status-quo, and so, "because the more things can be changed cosmetically the more they can be kept the same, essentially", help it, by adaptation, to survive. Unlike them, we are revolutionaries, intent on the introduction of the status-quo post; pronto, post-haste and hopefully before they, or their agents, as either vigilantes, a militia or a national guard, silence us by killing us, or we otherwise must die.

     Our winning of this war, of ideas, words and ways, by making the greatest tackle of all time, spells the dead-end of capitalism, nationalism, economic rationalism, food shortages, shock jocks, the super-rich like alan bond, and majority-rule governments, along with the remnants of socialism, feudalism, colonialism, monogamism, guruism, ethnic tribalism, maoism and religious fundamentalism. Those roles and ideologies, albeit essential for some period in the past, like nappies are for babies, have all passed their use-by date and now stink to high heaven, for anybody who has developed the, two-orificed, mental nose for smelling ideas of the rotten, stale and deadly sort, as well as the sweet fragrance of imminent enlightenment. There's the classic clash of cultures, as well as many minor clashes, underway; in these latter days of the old, decaying, age, and we need to be sure, in our own minds, which one of these is which … or we'll fall between two stools and break our silly necks.

     The best of the old will be retained but we'll forget the rest.
     This means that we'll, soon, see the cataclysmic end of mankind's political economies, parliament houses (guy fawkes will be pleased), political-donation briberies, governed corporate-bodies, including the not-for-money-profit ones, managed meritocracies, super-max penitentiaries which mainly, in these latter days, house political prisoners, at great expense (as if you can change the way people think, and so behave, by punishing, or damaging, them or theirs!), exclusive-sex monogamies, mormon and muslim polygamies, private possessions, including intellectual and artistic property, with pseudo-legal title, to be used for private profit, and money, including gold, which is permanent, and computer numbers which, like other title deeds, are not and can, and will soon, disappear to nowhere in a glitch, as a measure of value, a means of usury and/or a store of private wealth. This also means the termination of anybody that cannot change their ways and live without those and/or some other institutions of man-made society; such as gregorian-calendar and swiss-clock, cyclically-progressive, time. The next season of the earth's life-cycle (which will be one of deathless, because it's effortless, life for fully-evolved humankind) that this event initiates is an illogical idea without an end to mankind's multiplication by his acts of sexual ejaculation and genetic procreation, and so it entails chastity, as this non-reproductive sort of sexual intimacy is wisely, as in some tantric literature, as distinct from customarily, as in most normal dictionaries, defined.

     A woman may agree, in this coming, zero-growth, reality, to have a child, by means of her own hard labour, as long as she also agrees, as a consequence, to die, and make way for the new arrival, as soon as the baby's born, and let the father care for it. Few will be inclined to make that sort of sacrifice, because of egotistical feelings of motherly love or a possessive husband's desire to father offspring, which motivate so many now, like rabbits, to be breeders, multipliers and/or bludgers on others. The breeders normally bludge, self-righteously, by means of the welfare and/or nanny state, e.g. by getting baby bonuses, medical free-bees, first-home buyers' grants, paid maternity leave and/or subsidies for their child-care centres, pre-schools, school-bus travel and childrens' sporting fields, such as skate parks and push-bike tracks. This doesn't mean that, in the new society, people can't have particular public services and infrastructure but that, if we do, the user and/or beneficiary will be responsible for its provision and maintainance; which is the pre-requisite for "a level playing field"; which the normal "free enterprise society" does not, never did and never will provide. 

   With Wisdom, and the associated feelings and interactions of true love, including those of sex and fun which can be combined to create the ecstasy of erotica, for consenting adults, there's no reason why the wisened ones can't live, healthily, happily and sexily, including erotically, including chastely and tastefully, for centuries, instead of just being and breeding for decades, neurotically, as we are limited, in our state of semi-ignorance, to doing now. Some health-scientists such as Deepak Chopra may possibly understand, and agree with, this new-age ideology.

      The reality that the dull-eyed crazies, who won't, have been perceiving, believably, until now, is the wicked world that some clear-sighted seers, who don't suffer self-righteous fools, especially in high places, gladly, call hell, dominated by bull-headed bullies, of both sexes, that we call monsters, minotaurs, spiritual steers, bell wethers or devils. Some seers, such as some dreaded rastas of jamaica and some g-stringed sadhus of monsoonal mother-india, call that perceived reality the wicked world of maya and/or babylon. No thing, and no other event, in that world is worth more than a pinch of shit, except for use as a lesson teaching about the apocalyptic beginning of one's next life which, if one is designed and destined to have one, will be, before one dies, in heaven and/or paradise on earth. 

     Until this metamorphosis, transformation and/or emancipation takes place we take ourselves including what we, and any heroes, and any villains, either dead or living, that we may idolise, or demonise, say and do, or have said and done, far too seriously, i.e. humourlessly, for our own, or for the common, good. Crazy eh?

     "And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music" - as said Friedrich Nietzsche, whose envisaged "superman", or "overman", was an enlightened anarchist, who could.

     We earthlings are performers in the preliminary period of a pretence and/or presentation that has both tragic and comical connotations. We'll get back, out of this re-training camp and into the real Reality soon, if we've been, and so are meant to again be, there as star performers, as distinct from just being dime-a-dozen extras, before the programme's intermission, here. If we're fit for the starring role then we'll join in the penthouse party, bacchanalia or grand reunion that we and our, like-minded, mates from outer-space are going to bung on, when we win the war and are ready, as party ragers, for the peace. As a masked and costumed celebration, for letting-one's-hair-down, this one will make mammon's carnivals like rio's, woodstock, woodford and the sydney mardi gras look like sunday-school picnics organised by lapsed wesleyans.