February 1st 2020 Trance Dance

The bastardised word Brexit was inserted into people’s minds as a hypnotic propaganda technique using the term as a noun.

This slight of the propagandists’ hand hid the murky fact that Brexit was being used as a verb.

The nouns of the parent wordage are exit and entrance and are inseparable.

The bastardised verbs take on another, equally inseparable and much more sinister revelatory coupling altogether, to exit and to (make an) entrance.

How would you stereotypically put a person into a trance?

Yes, you’ve got it, by repeating the same phrase over and over again whilst using a device to swing in front of their eyes to trap their attention.

To get the whole UK brexited, first there was a need to get a sufficient mass of people brentranced with the implanted idea.

This is not solely about Britain leaving the EU, it’s about billionaires intimidating political leaders, it’s about damaged people trying to overcompensate for low self-esteem by hoarding money and lying to get power, it’s about occult rites at the highest levels whether Nancy Reagan consulting astrologers to try to protect her husband, or deeper darker rites that are the bread and butter of global celebrity conspiracy theorists.

Lowering of consciousness by induction of trance is the work of how very small numbers of people control very large numbers of people.

Fear can freeze individuals into a trance like state, a petrification. Organised violence is about how to train soldiers with just enough physical antidote to this ultimate trance induction, war, to grant victory to those puppeteer cash holders who make a political and financial profit eventually whether Mankind is hypnotised into the slaughter of the destruction of nations or the laughter of the creation of nations.

Criminals use violence to establish turfs and to carry on their law-breaking. The police have an almost impossible job of refereeing cultures if government policy becomes rudderless, for the police stand in the middle, arbiters between the leaders and the led.

It’s time to change the story of Mankind’s inhumanity to Man.

It’s time for people to snap out of their trance, to see more clearly the journey from Mankind to Humankind without the pirates entrancing the world to their infamous tunes.

The illness of stuck-addiction is the imminent sacred wake-up call promised by the metaphysical antidote providers known as Prophets, Saints, Gurus and Buddhas.

This disease shows that in an individual, there is either an awakening from a trance, or a physical death.

This is now the choice facing the collective on planetEarth.

Healing for broken and empty words ….

After an interesting process of being interviewed by The Hull Daily Mail and after flinching just a little from the online headline, I have come to a few realisations as I saw the finished article.

“Unseen leader of the world”, now there’s a headline you don’t see every day in a newspaper!

The newspaper changed the story headline for the printed page version.

So, what is happening with this publicity?

Marianne Williamson, a spiritual teacher who also happens to be standing as a candidate in the 2020 US Presidential process has said that at a time when outrageous lies are being told by global leaders, then those that can should tell outrageous truths.

The ability to shock with a statement is a Sufi hallmark that is recorded in stories throughout the centuries and millennia that The Folk have been recorded as being teachers. So the headline of the online version of my interview is an outrage that has a context.

My work is and has been a matter of public record on my blogs now for six years and Diction Resolution Therapy (DRT) has been available for three years. My social media presence on Facebook and Twitter over these years has been mainly dedicated to my work identifying stuck or broken addiction as the bellwether disease of an era change.

I have built a relationship with my local radio station BBC Radio Humberside since they kindly broadcast the opening of DRT in July 2016 and I have given brief interviews on air for them as addiction matters have periodically entered their news broadcasts over the subsequent years.

This exposure of my work in an article by the Hull Daily Mail allows me clarify it on my blog, to focus the work of the journalist into a more pinpointed outrageous truth.

The journalist who interviewed me is very capable and she has done her best with a deep and problematic phenomenon, namely that Addiction is a primary disease that is not being seen as such by the medical Establishment, whilst also writing about a Sufi quite possibly for the first time in a local Hull story.

A Sufi historically is usually a hidden person, who even if they are known in their locality becomes a paradox, often seen as a holy fool by the orthodox religious people of their particular time and cultural setting.

A Sufi has often been seen as only placed in an Islamic context, this is not necessarily so, for wherever One Love is, there the Sufi is, was and will be.

At this time therefore, my presence as a Sufi is to orientate with the beauty of the Islamic perfection of Muhammad (pbuh) whilst also being able to be connecting all of Abraham’s people with the whole of the Eastern hemisphere’s spirituality as the HU man healing.

I connect HU with AUM as That that’s never actually been separated in essence at all, ever, just as these two poems from the thirteenth century expose – the first is from Muhyiddin Ibn Arabi and the second from Jalalludin Rumi.

“O marvel, a garden amidst the flames –
My heart has become capable of every form: it is a pasture for gazelles and a convent for Christian monks,
And a temple for idols and the pilgrim’s Ka’ba and the tables of the Tora and the book of the Qur’an.
I follow the religion of Love: whatever way Love’s camels take,
that is my religion and my faith.”

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“Come, come whatever you are, it doesn’t matter
Whether you are an infidel, an idolater or a
fire-worshiper,
Come, our convent is not a place of despair.
Come, even if you violated your swear
A hundred times, come again.”

The core of Diction Resolution Therapy is in the curing of the word “addiction”.

Once the word addiction is healed and forensically restored to a healthy place on a flow chart describing the executive function of a viable person, then the prevailing cultural conditions of this time can be seen more clearly.

As the broken and empty words that describe the collapse of an ill person are seen to correlate with the broken and empty words of an ill system, then the behaviours of the global politicians can be seen in their actual context of collapse.

Once this collapse is seen, healing can begin.

The reason that my work is now appearing in a manner that seems to be challenging the orthodox methodologies clinically as well as the orthodox methodologies theologically is that that is what is necessary as this page from an Idries Shah book shows:

When words are broken and empty as in the UK Parliamentary drama that is being watched from around the globe, Consciousness responds to help individuals and leaders to begin to diagnose their difficulties in a way that gives a better chance of their problems becoming solved.

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Post script added 10/10/19 from my Facebook profile:

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-us-canada-49182184

If a person were to search for an “unseen leader of the world” on Google, perhaps in a reaction away from many of the “seen leaders of the world”, then the BBC headline might become even more clear!!

The Sufi, as a paradox is not limited to Islam or in fact to any exoteric religion, is limited perhaps only by their onlookers’ receptivity of limitless Love.

The seen leader of the free world in 2019 describes himself regularly as “a very stable genius”. I listen to this and smile at the warped and twisted reflection of the “seen from the unseen” as I have a clinical supervisor vouchsafing for the stability of my therapeutic service and I am a member of Mensa!

So as an externally verifiable “very stable genius” myself, I listen to the seen leader of the world and try to find areas of compatibility with his self-validated utterances from his self-proclaimed position as a “very stable genius”, to no avail!

The reaction to the headline written about me locally was just about zilch …. it might as well have said “green eyed alien lands his flying saucer on roof of City Hall”, for that headline wouldn’t surprise people either in the febrile atmosphere brought about by the eleven years of the global post bank-crash cartoon that has culminated in the UK with its last three years of frozen Brexit.

My blog at http://www.lifeisreturning.com has reached a “warped and twisted” point of bewilderment as events nationally and internationally continue their reciprocal duels in the dark.

This moment of my experience is actually breathtakingly beautiful, has no longing for a more glorious past nor any longing for a more spectacular future.

https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=269964600533699&id=100025604842801

So, I’m inclined for a while to make sure that I frame any of my further comments about the seen world and its leadership proclamations more clearly from this, my revealed place of search-engined authority, just to see how “stable and/or genius” any erstwhile leadership reflection actually is and to explore the requirement for “respect”.

Salaam.

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10 Years On

From 10 years ago I commented on this BBC report:

http://www.bbc.co.uk/blogs/newsnight/2007/12/who_should_pay.html

“Addiction is a disease, a syndrome of various symptoms that relate back to a tap-root of meaninglessness and erroneous material or behavioural prioritisation within a personal or community expression.
It is a disease that thrives in the fog of miscommunication and mixed messages. Approaches striving in all good will to provide solutions to alcohol addicts should beware of the quicksand of competing diagnostic and treatment models lest their efforts fall into the black hole of the very problem, addiction, that they are striving to alleviate.
Not until the medical establishment more clearly recognises addiction as a disease, similar to the American approach, a disease with many forms and variations of which alcohol addiction is but one, shall policy makers be able to escape from the present dilemma within which the diseased tail is wagging the beleaguered dog of social policy.
Alcohol is not the problem, it is the revealer of the paucity and hypocrisy of the inner state of too many individuals in our collective. Alcohol abusers are the boils on the face of our society. We either treat such spots topically and cosmetically and look for the very quick fix in policy terms that the addicts look for in substance terms, or we look deeper into the constitution of the body of our society to see where the ills really originate. That problem source has more in common with a personal Golden Calf than it has with a non existent political silver bullet.
A society is simply a collection of individuals, when sufficient numbers of individuals wish to change their inner worlds, then society changes.”

Nothing has changed around making the connection that Addiction is a primary disease, not merely symptomatic of other disorders. So society has suffered the crash of the banks because of addiction, has suffered stagnation, Brexit, Corporate scandal, Celebrity scandal, Church abuse scandal, UK absurd election debacle mid a sick Brexit, Trump and the US Empire’s global rudeness – and on go the worsening conditions.

As conditions have worsened, my term stuck-addiction©️ seems less a term ridiculed and more like the only explanation in town to describe the caricature and pantomime that unfolds before us every week.

This global illness that is collapsing the Executive function in business and politics may go into a spontaneous remission, anything is possible. The  missing Top-line that would reconnect the incessant Bottom-line driven systems restoring current and conscience may magically appear to put money back into service, the accountants into the back-office again and out of the front-office ….

Don’t hold your breath.

Ex Mass

It used to have mass, this era that’s going. It felt it’s own weight, it’s gravitas when showing to nations that worried about growing, that war and economy and force and hegemony were the way to use Man’s dismay – to make money.

Now, this ex mass, that’s just about gone, this lightweight Executive bereft of the heavyweight hitters like Churchill and Wilson, Kennedy and Brezhnev, Marxists and Maoists, Leftists and Rightists, light, lighter, lightest as policies blow like leaves in the wind of the monetarists’ ills.

Sentiments were enough to even sound real, as mass meetings regaled the minds and the hearts of daughters and sons of battle worn parents, who together marched their familiarity toward this, our ex mass media’s trust, transformed unforseen, into our modern mediocrity of lightweight contempt.

Ex mass pickets talk of lines of holding will, waves of hollering, wailing resistance, railing against the brutally policed winds of a centrally planned, globally financed, politically calamitous, irreversible change.

No going back, there’s no going back for a while yet anyway, to the ex Mass with just one Pope. First, there’s got to be an Xmas clue, an Xmas clue to the coup that taken all the world’s leading of its led energy completely by surprise. This energy that is equal to the mass of the known Universe multiplied by light travelling at a speed that is impossibly multiplied by its own speed again, this energy now burgeoned by an excess of mass extinction warnings, is an energy tricked, trickled, yearning for a returning rheostat.

Here, now, here, now, now is the place of your receiving. Now is the ground of your conceiving a new way, a new path, though it looks deceivingly simple, sounds ridiculously – simple. It is the simplicity of stopping, when the falling off has done its job, the bike is ridden. When the mass graves of Mankind’s insanity have finished with their calling of freedom from the despots’ broken voices, the sudden simplicity of a critical Mass of Peace turns Xmas, into Christmas.