Watch “President Obama Visits the El Reno Federal Correctional Institution” on YouTube

This little visit, this small record of a man visiting his fellow men, many of whom are sick, is the defining moment for this US President.

It shows the deep connection that this living symbol has with sanity, the sanity that is the plasma of the Universe, the Amazing Grace of possibility.

It is not just about physical prisons though, it is about the prisons that our souls languish within, the imprisoning disease of stuck-addiction©.


From up in a room in the roof of a converted cow shed, like a member of the resistance in enemy occupied Europe in 1942, the tablet opens and it starts to transmit.

People who are tuned in to this broadcast frequency have been given this frequency by their HQ. What does HQ stand for? It stands for Highest Quotient.

I am one of the most intelligent people on the planet today with an IQ of 164. This is simply a fact. From this fact derives my determination to find out just what is actually occurring in my life as against what the system tells me is happening. By the word system, I mean my own inner nervous system as well as the outer system of cultural command and control.

My life from the age of my puberty has been lived in an inner battleground. Love has been my only shield and guide. My inner condition, my yin/yang being married, is now clear to me. My outer conditions I now see are embroiled in commotions that I can recognise from my inner experiences that have been resolved for me but are now being played out in the plurality.

So, my seeming choice is either to leave my outer world to itself and sit smugly in my inner cohesion, or to find a way to join in with the resistance movements that are being attacked by the old era that doesn’t accept that it has already gone.

The smoke and mirrors of control are seemingly all prevailing in the outer world. They are however only seemingly so, just as the inner conditions in my life eventually have had to give way to a direct experience of a Singular consummation, so too the outer environs of my being are universally connected. So, I have no choice, other than to turn seeming into seemly.

This connectivity is exposed by quantum physics and by the mystic’s verse, there is only One.

A glance at my blogs show that my work is indeed seemly, courteous, caring as to the positions of my seeming opposition even though their position is untenable within the pandemic of stuck-addiction©. So, this work is really only a transmission to those with the receivers to hear it. Like all true Sufi calls, it is a lullaby to those who are to stay asleep and a rallying call to those awakening.

The success of your inner venture is assured, fear not. The adherents of the old ways have already died, they just don’t realise it yet in their sleep. The adherents of the new ways have not quite seen themselves yet as more folks wake up.

How can I know this?

I simply look inside to see how the environs are becoming and are to become.


A lapse in the ability to remember that time elapses repeats as a relapse back to a time before a remembrance that all time elapses, that time elapses until such time as consciousness of the true Self coheres causing the collapse of the previous illusory self.

Therefore the antidote to a return to collapse is remembrance, the apparent cause of the collapse in the first place.

It is hard to collapse an illusion, it is understandable to want to relapse, but it is not advisable.

The global monetary system collapsed in 2008 exposing the illusion of forgetting that Humanity comes before systems of exchange.

Organised Money makes people forget their Humanity. Remembrance of Humanity ultimately collapses everything that tries to make mankind’s memory of its aspirational Humanity lapse.

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A snowflake – an ambassador of True Intellect


My liver is one vowel from my lover, and gives the clue to the symbolic relationship between individual consciousness and systemic paradigm. Inside my body there is one singularity that produces and sustains it’s one single product, that serves it’s one single host. The liver makes blood as a means of exchange.

My liver is the single producer, my received blood is single, my host’s stomach though single receives its enzymes, my body though single receives its life.

My brain has two hemispheres, my heart has four ventricles, two kidneys, lungs, eyes, ovaries/testicles – reflective of the necessary polarities for matter to cohere.

One female womb requiring the male placenta.

A culture receives its life. The body politic receives its life. Economic bodies receive life. Social bodies receive life.

Money is a means of exchange. Like blood, it is not made in the brain of the body of a culture. Like blood it is made in the liver of a culture.

What clue can this metaphor give to you as to where the wealth of a culture is truly produced?

In the name. In those who live in the culture, the livers.

If blood falls out with the liver, the body breaks down.

If money forgets its source and that it is produced to serve, the body of the culture dies.

I am who am.

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