building vital momentum – feeding back & forth

In case you haven’t noticed
the world has changed.

The brakes have come off.


Ganesha, the god of obstacles has finally turned the lights to green, or maybe he’s simply fucked off. (The above is a quick & playful, rather than accurate, representation.)

This little article is about feed back.

Feeding each other back (& forth)
& helping make us all
real again.

We have NOT been ‘real’ for a very, very long time. This is something we have to do together.

So here are some examples of feedback / momentum building / making each other real that have occurred of late.

I posted …


… this picture
on Fitzy’s & my new site

Today Max, the German wunderkind responded with energy & play:


… I couldn’t resist.


We have lost all understanding of the importance of responding – responding acknowledges the ‘reality’ of someone or something.

What was taken from us & what we also gave up, long, long ago was this:

Our reality. Our realness. Our sense of being REAL

Max helped make the new site (& me) real by responding to something I had put up. Pushing the “like” button is easy, way too easy. Responding on the other hand, begins the process of putting flesh back on our bones.

Responding also means getting involved. It doesn’t have to be with our site, but with life, the people around you, animals, plants, the earth.

Responding also happened in my last article.

It was extremely difficult putting into words something that would be considered  heinous or treachery i.e. …

how parents use their children


ma wear

…as “predators
(due to the concept of child ownership).

Yet parents are & have been, the most sacred & protected species on the face of the earth.

In all cultures, “sparing the parents is our supreme law,” wrote [Alice] Miller

It is long past time to call them out – myself included (read article for more insight).

My article became more than ‘my’ article through feedback. Almost as soon as it was published Endpointithaca came and stood beside it:

thanks for this post – a hugely impactful and important subject. the children have always been the key to any meaningful change in society. It is a source of great strength to read your words

The first person to stand beside something that goes against societal dictates holds a place of great importance. When one person does that, it becomes so much easier for others. Almost never is that person acknowledged. James I thank you.

Then came recoveringmetalhead‘s stunningly clear & honest observations:

It has been my observation on countless occasions that there is something more going on when a child is born than “magic” and “love” and “magical miraculous loveyness”. Something happens to to the parents upon the birth of the first child. Some sort of horrible contract is chiseled in stone on that day.

It seems as though the religious, philosophic, emotional, and intellectual, processes of the parents freeze at that moment. From that magical day forward it becomes approximately 350,000% (could be as high as 415,000%) harder to discuss any topic that requires the parent to look inwards, engage in introspection, and/or face the possibility that they may have ever been wrong about anything whatsoever. The very words “wrong” and “mistake” seem to be stricken from the vocabularies of the bringers forth of the new bundle of joy.

This phenomenon has caused me a great amount of terror at the prospect of becoming a father

Who has not seen & therefore not seen this?

But there has been no framework with which to see. We have been imprisoned by the notion of child ownership & the sacredness of parenthood.

Yesterday John Bourassa said this:

My happiest times as a child were when I was alone. I, indeed, felt that something was being lost when I dealt with other people, school, parents, etc.. But I could never quite put my finger on what it was that was being lost. Now you’ve found it for me. What was being lost was my feeling of realness, my sense of reality

becoming a cartoon

Thank you to all who left comments & walked alongside these ideas because you make it easier for others to contemplate something they might otherwise have had to run from.

We are not finished yet, behind this lies a twin concept that has locked it in place.

This is the year we need to reflesh our bones in accordance with what suits OUR realness & we need to help make each other real again. We have not had a framework for that either. This is something we must build anew.

Notice when you make people unreal. I do it. You do it. We all do it

framework of silence

… Don’t try & change it for now. Let’s just learn the ways you do it. It will help make the next article more powerful.

I have started a new site called Framework of Hearing – it is a place where you can go and scream & rage & draw out your pain. It is a place that willingly embraces & witnesses pain. When we can’t let the pain out it gets toxic & we get toxic right along with it. So please consider the new site as a home for any pain you need to ‘draw out’ – it’s quite amazing what you can tell yourself.

I’ve made a start, but there is no right way. Pain has it’s own language – this is simply framework to embrace it. If you want to put something up for just a little & then take it down that is perfectly fine.

Link: Framework of Hearing

~  ~  ~

Some afterplay.

Max (owner of impressive erection above) sent me a private comment (which I hope he doesn’t mind me publishing):

This erection picture have been prepared nicely like a bomb and was waiting for around one and a half years until I could ignite it for a fitting purpose. It totally hit me when you’ve posted your reflection foto

What’s extra special is that last night I decided to change the background photo here once again – I playfully picked an image of wooden planks taken during the same walk as the photo that was here previously (both of which are on the street that I live).

Only after I’d posted did I see the word ‘Max’ written in the top right hand corner. This morning I decided to publish that same photo over at Humanizenz under the title of “Max Plank‘ – upon re-looking at the photo I saw that not only the word ‘Max’, but also ‘Plank’ appear on the timber.

plank one

Looking up Max Planck a name I’d heard but couldn’t remember why, I find he is the originator of the quantum theory – somehow seems so fitting to the streaming of events throughout this post & its human inter-twinings.

January 30, 2013. Uncategorized. 5 comments.

the forbidden fruit

Before you read this article I need to ask you to
close your mind to it.

Please bolt
all doors & windows …

bolt the door

… & do NOT let
this wolf

If & only if, by the very end you feel there is something you could consider, then by all means unbolt your door, but keep the chain on because I will not be responsible for the impact of the wolf’s words.

The purpose of this article is to break a contract that goes back to the beginning of time.

breaking the contract

It is written as part-article / part-letter to myself. Those who choose to read are like the watchers in the Colosseum – if I am struck down for my sin you remain safe, if I survive you may see that you can too.

To create a future that transcends the one already ‘booked in’ for us, we have to face the biggest fear.

(If you think you ‘get it’ at the beginning of this post, you have already barred your door & will remain safely past-protected).

Those who stay so they can feel outraged
are in for a treat.


Stay or go now.

~  ~  ~  ~

This image …


is an example of

It has been ‘praised’
& talked of,
for decades.

how parents use their children

This image

ma parent

this one,
are (or have been)
for too many, for too long,
but we may not
see or speak
of it.


~  ~  ~

Dear Alex,

I know that during this week you were jolted to your core by a revelation. It hit all at once …

many roads

… though many, many roads converged
to create the impact.

The revelation was this:

“that the lack of human spiritual & emotional evolution
is eternally supported & renewed by
we uphold as sacred –
that “parents own their children”

I know you believe you did your best to raise your son, but you realise now that you were as infected by…

sold in

… this ‘law’ as everyone else.

I know too that this revelation caused a shuddering in your bones & sickness in your stomach but don’t panic, that was just your body realigning with a truth it had never been allowed to see.

You know don’t you, that one person who is willing to see can bring about great change.

only one obstetrician had to gain access to his feelings in order for the cruelty of present-day childbirth methods …

bright lights

… to be exposed (see Frederic Leboyer, Birth Without Violence). Astonishingly enough, virtually no one had noticed this cruelty before

I know you know that we cannot see what we cannot see.

And until now you had not been able to identify what the unwritten rule that governed human stagnation was. Now you see:

All children are born into slavery
via the unwritten LAW of child ownership.

This LAW also states that slaves must
WORSHIP their owners
unto death.

This, we are told is how it is & always has been. The word LOVE was layered over the top to seal the deal.

You knew something was wrong but you couldn’t see what it was.

~  ~  ~

NOW I do see & hear.

Now I must ask questions:

Why do we live by these unspoken laws?

Where did they come from?

Why have we lived unceasingly by them for millennia?

Who benefits when we live this way?

Who suffers?

Surely there can only be ONE reason for manoeuvring a civilisation into enslaving its children (& thereby sacrificing its future) …

Because it is already enslaved to something else & the only way that that ‘something else’ can survive is to trauma-bind each generation to the last. Thus each new generation will do to its sons & daughters what was once done to them.

This is how you rule a civilisation.

This is how you possess a world.

You steal its future by binding it to its past.

Of course you must “bind it” during its most emotionally charged stage:


Most adults deny childhood intensity.
Yet the emotional intensity
of childhood…

misse her spock

… is logically provable.

  • Children have to learn very, very fast – they are enormously vulnerable.
  • Emotions are to learning, what light years are to travel – the fastest way to a destination.
  • Whenever a being of worship (parent) traumatises the child it ‘owns’ – recognition of trauma is prohibited, causing a massive emotional overload & therefore a massive mindfuck.
  • The child will reach physical maturity, mate & have children while repeating the unhealed laser-scars of the trauma-bind we call parenting.

The foundational myth of the Western world has been screaming this scenario at us for generations but we couldn’t hear it.


Because we can’t hear what were not allowed to hear.

In the story of Adam & Eve we are introduced to a father owner of two children. Well come on, NO father is going to start with two ‘grown ups’ – he has to gain possession of them first – so he must have created them as ‘children’.

He then placed them in a garden with a tree of delectable but untouchable goodies. This mindfuck tells us that Jehovah was an abused child who was recreating his abuse in the lives of his children.

What happened next?

The children fell for the trap. I’m guessing Jehovah’s ma abandoned him & his father went along for the ride. Why else would he have had to crush Mother Eve so completely.

Time passed & Adam & Eve had two kids. They grew up.

Then one murdered
the other.

cain & albert

Do you get it now?

Adam & Eve had downloaded their abuse into their children. Cain & Abel were re-living the trauma of their parents exile/soul murder.

The tale of Adam & Eve is the tale of original sin original child abuse. Our foundational myth is the story of our Poisonous Parenting Programme.

It is this, that is the forbidden fruit
we are banned
from knowing

To ‘get away with murder’ all you need to do is create a…


… Framework of Silence.

It’s absolutely fucking ingenious.

You do this by creating & living by, concepts i.e. the concept of the loving parent.

Concepts …

reality block

… effectively block
connection to reality.
(See Robert Fritz for his work on concepts).

The Framework of Silence is created when reality is denied access to …

framework of silence

… the listening ear.

It feels like we lose our voice, but what actually happens is that our words cannot be heard – eventually we grow dumb numb.

That is why we can be shown time & time again what is going on in our world & we do & say nothing – without ears to hear, we are struck dumb.

Because of the huge brainwashing behind the words ‘mother’, ‘father’ & ‘parent’ I shall now commit (further) heresy.

For the duration of this article the following words will be substituted:

Mabot = mother

Dadroid = father

Predator = parent.

I’ll bet that last one brought out the claws of fear.

pred·a·tor …


… one that preys, destroys, or devours

One that victimizes, plunders, or destroys, especially for one’s own gain

predation (n.)    late 15c, …  from praedari “to rob, to plunder”.

Even if it means standing all alone here, I will do so.
And I will speak.

Hidden behind almost all parenting lies unrecognised ‘feeding’, …


… plundering & predation.

We have been made to worship a child rearing system that is backward-facing & therefore “death focused”.

You know I think children have always been aware that they are stronger than their predators. Surely it can’t be hard for them, who see so clearly.

no clothes

They know the emperor’s predators clothes do not exist. But their wonderful connection with reality is first sabotaged & then mutilated by the framework of silence, when their voice is refused & refuted.

I think I now understand where, when & how predators kill & eat their children’s spirits using this ‘framework’.

We live in a trauma based society
why would I not be talking
to you?

I was never comfortable with psychology’s declaration that children fear the loss of love of their parents because that could lead to abandonment & death.

I believe almost all children know that their parents will not leave them – why would they, they are vital to the adults survival.

I also know children can survive on very, very little (conventional) love – not thrive, but survive.

It’s bollocks to think that children live in fear of death – they have only the vaguest notion of it & anyway they feel how vital they are to their predators survival.

There is one thing however that matters to them above anything else.


Being real

And this is what our predators prey on. This is what their predators preyed upon in them when they were children, & so it goes back & back & back….

As children our greatest fear was to lose our “reality’ …


… our realness


… our sense of being real.

What we call being ‘loved’, in its deepest, truest form, is the act of being made ‘real’.

What has been stolen from children
from time immemorial is
their “reality”

Let’s put it another way.

becoming a cartoon

This is the trauma we all carry to one extent or another. It is written in the living & the dead bones that litter this earth.

In an effort to reclaim their reality, predators siphon off the realness of their children & then drive them down into the underworld of unreality that they too were driven into.

We come to life when we generate life – but the system of child-rearing raping that has been in place for generations teaches us that we can only return to life, by taking someone else’s i.e. our own(ed) children’s.

I have to question just how much the urge to have children might actually be the result of an adult’s trauma reaching critical mass & needing to be unloaded / downloaded into a new generation.

Look no further than today’s sexualisation …

look at me

… of children. So easy to blame the media, yet it seems far more likely (to me) that what we are seeing is a generation of sexually abused (now grown-up) children imprinting their stories of abuse, onto the next generation.

The child in his or helplessness awakens a feeling of power in insecure adults and in addition, in many cases their preferred sexual object

If you have the courage to look you will begin to see the ownership programme & retelling of parents traumas in pretty well every family relationship you come across.

In all cultures, “sparing the parents is our supreme law,” wrote Miller …  According to Miller, mental health professionals were also creatures of the poisonous pedagogy internalized in their own childhood

Once you start to see you can never go back. So do not take this step lightly.

All of our society is based upon the Predator Programme. You think you left home but your predators just changed form. You found them here:

  • government
  • education system
  • bosses / employers
  • doctors / experts
  • media / news / tv / movies
  • celebrities
  • touted artists, creatives, geniuses, writers
  • religions & their priests
  • judges – law or reality tv shows
  • critics

All of these people declare, or have been used to declare, your unreality in order to rebuild up their own reality.

And why should they not make use of the most successful programme in the history of mankind?

A common denominator in Miller’s writings is her explanation of why human beings prefer not to know about their own victimization during childhood: to avoid unbearable pain. She believed that the unconscious command of the individual, not to be aware how he or she was treated in childhood, led to displacement: …

DEAFness & BLINDness

the irresistible drive to repeat traumatogenic modes of parenting in the next generation of children

The fear of seeing into our personal past, is the biggest fear & the juiciest of forbidden fruit. If you have felt outrage at what I have written, I hope you might take courage & ask yourself “why”?

I betrayed that little girl […]. Only in recent years … bit by bit, could I allow myself to experience the pain and desperation, the powerlessness and justified fury of that abused child …


… Only then did the dimensions of this crime against the child I once was, become clear to me

I may just been a lunatic with a grudge against my mother. So why take me seriously.

My mother never allowed herself to acknowledge the suffering she felt as a child. My father isn’t even aware that he suffered. Instead of experiencing their pain, they passed it on

If you would like proof that something is not quite right look no further than Christmas.

Every one of us has experienced the sometimes quite shocking pain, of being forced back into familial units for the end-of-year upgrade of the Predator Programme.

Why do you HAVE to go home for Christmas? Why is it so important to your parents? And why was it so important to their parents?

Could it be that we need to be re-traumatised prior to the New Year in order to keep the cycle perpetuating?

Is it a …


… ceremony of acquiescence to the trauma programme that has kept humanity at sub-human levels for eons?

Is it somehow important that we be re-reminded that we are cartoon people?

If I pretended that what happened to me did not really happen to me, I would be underscoring my belief that being loved means being hidden: I would be perpetuating my shame about growing up in my family, And I would unwittingly pass that shame on to my children and they on to theirs

By becoming sensitive to childhood suffering, I gained emotional insight into the predicament of the totally dependent child, who must repress his trauma if there is no sympathetic and supportive person he can talk to

Any life focused society would speak somewhat along these lines:

Your children are not your children
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself
They come through you but not from you
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you
You may give them your love but not your thoughts
For they have their own thoughts
You may house their bodies but not their souls
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday 

Even that quote I have to question, for the children are made out to be sons & daughters of life, instead of simply ‘life’ itself.

We are existing in repeat patterns that were burned into us, usually before we had memories. What holds us there is the LAW of loyalty to the concept of parenting. That means we are forever backward-facing & so any different kind of future is denied to us.

Even if your aim is to NOT do to your children what was done to you, you are a child of a death-faced child-rearing programme.

You may think you are free. But you are most certainly bullshitting yourself.

Are you willing to see & hear what there truly is to see & hear?

Open your ears & listen to all the parents you come in contact with over the weeks ahead. Listen & look to any tv programme which features adult & child. Open your mind to every single written word in literature or the news. You will see a world obsessed with child ownership …


… Its their in body language, looks, words, gestures. I have only to think of being in my fathers presence to feel the sense of ownership in every line & muscle of his body. Almost without a doubt it will be the same for you. That which you own, you possess.

It is not possible to create a new future, while bowing in subservience to the concept of child ownership. Nor can we build one without a return to feeling what we feel & to seeing & hearing reality.

Perhaps we can start by constructing a framework of hearing that opens our ears to ALL the world’s children. Then our lives will no longer be lived repeating the unheard & unacknowledged stories of childhood.


Today I break my contract of silence
with the poisonous child rearing laws of
ownership & trauma imprinting.


I’m not sure how much you will have been able to hear of this post. I am just one person trying to bring something ‘sacredly diseased’ into conscious awareness. This is a taster. If you can’t handle it, spit it out. My allegiance is to the children you once were & the children of today. Most of the adults now are unreachable because of a past they think they must deny.


But maybe, just maybe the child you once were, needed to hear this.

~  ~  ~

Text in this colour from Thou Shalt Not Be Aware by Alice Miller. Her courage in speaking for the child has helped me also to speak. This article has been a blending of her strength & ideas with my own personal ideas & history – all the more potent as it looks as if my mother’s life is almost at an end.

I also acknowledge Dorothy Rowe’s ideas on the fear of the child’s fear of annihilation of the self as found in My Dearest Enemy, My Dangerous Friend – however by digging deep inside myself I felt that loss of ‘reality’, or ‘realness’ was at the heart of child abuse.

This work is a proto-truth – it is as close as I can come to the truth of this matter at this time. At any moment it could be improved upon, or broken apart to create an even more important revelation. Use it or not as you see fit.

January 27, 2013. Uncategorized. 26 comments.

all’s fare in love & war – part1

One of the best methods used to deter us from investigating
highly significant phenomenon
is to saturate them with
embarrassing stigma

new nuts

~  ~  ~

Introducing …

scary feary


Phobias are ‘weird shit’ that …


kinda weird people
get seriously panicked about.

Every so often, it is fun to get together & have a laugh about just what freaks these people out.

But what have we been missing?

English is a conniving language, it bottlenecks major emotions with a lack of words (i.e. where are all the missing words between love & hate), yet when it comes to phobias there is a goddamn glut:

Ablutophobia – fear of bathing, washing, or cleaning

Achluophobia – fear of darkness


Acrophobia – fear of heights

Agoraphobia, Agoraphobia Without History of Panic Disorder – fear of places or events where escape is impossible or when help is unavailable. Fear of open spaces or of being in public places. Fear of leaving a safe place

Agraphobia – fear of sexual abuse

Agrizoophobia – fear of wild animals

Agyrophobia – fear of crossing the road

Aichmophobia – fear of sharp or pointed objects (such as a needle or knife)

Ailurophobia – fear of cats ...”

And that’s just a few of the A’s …

alphabet of fear

… in the
Alphabet of Phobias.

By its definition, the word phobia creates another phobia:

a persistent, irrational fear of a specific object, activity, or situation that leads to a compelling desire to avoid it

Who doesn’t have a
of the word


The ideas I want to introduce here reach so deeply into our lives that time will be needed to digest them – they will therefore, be served in slices.

We are going to build up a picture. When we are finished I believe you will see life differently.

So we begin with phobias:

Phobias are incredibly common, and anyone can get them … Put simply, it’s a strong, involuntary fear of a particular object or situation. The fear reaction is irrational because it is way out of proportion to the actual danger the object/ situation presents … certain phobias can make people more disgusted than afraid

Many people with phobias believe that nothing can be done to treat their problem because … they are ‘just born that way‘. Others … [are] ashamed to admit they even have one … They will often aggressively defend their position by stating things like, ‘It’s not a problem, I just don’t like (insert phobic stimulus here, okay’?!  The one thing that all people with phobias have in common is avoidance

I’m still not sure why I picked up a little book on phobias at the library a few weeks ago, yet on reading the following I began a serious shift in the totality of my reality:

Specific phobias can be grouped into five categories:

anticipating fear

  • Animal/insect
  • Natural environment
  • Phobias of blood and/or medical procedures
  • Situational phobias
  • All other rare phobias: fear of choking, vomiting, contracting an illness, cotton balls ...”

In all my born days I never, ever considered that I suffered from a phobia.

Yet since my earliest days I have struggled severely with a fear/disgust of vomiting.

The sound or smell of it would instantly make me gag or vomit outright. I’d have to cover my ears & run for fresh air. I have never been drunk in my life because of this fear. When I first wanted to have a child, it was my one concern – children get sick, how would I be able to cope with that? Luckily for me my son has almost never been sick, but the fear was always there.

there are so many people with unrecognised phobias


… every time you avoid your phobia, including denying having one at all, you are reinforcing it … the moment you openly & honestly acknowledge your phobia instead of feeling weak for having it, you are on your way to taking on its strength as you own

I believe everyone in our culture (& probably the entire world), has a number of phobias – some of them so deeply & cleverly concealed that we’d never think to give them a second glance.

Quite possibly that’s exactly how it is meant to be.

How else could the concept of terror-ism been so easily & fanatically swallowed?

Are we stuck?


We can start labelling.

Labels have long been used to contain us.

Yet containers can be very useful.


btw did you know that Alfred Hitchcock
had a phobia of eggs?

By applying the ‘container’ word ‘phobia‘ to your particular lifelong fears you begin shepherding them into a …

holding cell

… holding cell,
making it easier to set about taming them.

We have been so busy avoiding these weirdo-embarrassing-nonsensical, or alternately common-as-muck, fears that we never thought to question them.

Are we really so used to living in fear?

My reply:  Yes.

Have a look at this:

Phobos (Ancient Greek: … meaning “fear” or “terror“) is the personification of fear in Greek mythology. He is the offspring of Aphrodite and Ares

Those who worshipped Phobos often made bloody sacrifices in his name. In Seven Against Thebes by Aeschylus, the seven warriors slaughter a bull over a black shield and then “touching the bull’s gore with their hands they swore an oath by… Phobos who delights in blood…”… Ares’s son, Kyknos, “beheaded strangers who came along in order to build a temple to Phobos (fear) from the skulls

What if phobias are a slyly cultivated form of worship to Phobos?


Was 2012 a Phobos fest?

According to Plutarch, Alexander the Great offered sacrifices to Phobos on the eve of the Battle of Gaugamela (in all probability asking for Darius to be filled with fear) …


… Darius fled from the field of Gaugamela, making Alexander’s praying to Phobos seem successful as a tactic

A very well known phrase oft spouted before or during ‘love’ battles or self-aggrandizing endeavours is this:

All’s fair in love & war

Let’s look closer at Phobos’ parentage:

Phobos … is the offspring of Aphrodite and Ares

between love and war

Aphrodite (Love)  & Ares (War)

Let’s translate that:

mommas & poppas

Aphrodite (aka Venus) = Love & Ares (aka Mars) = God of WAR.

Offspring are normally depicted …

happy families

…. between their doting parents

In case you missed that – mythologoplaneto speaking (according to the creative writer of this blog) – Earth could be called the child of Mars & Venus.

Phobos actually has a twin – Deimos:

Deimos is more of a personification and an abstraction of the sheer terror that is brought by war

I’ve never been a Lovecraftian quoter but the following fits well:

The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown” – H.P. Lovecraft

Whether we play with the idea that earth is the love-child of Mars & Venus, or home to their fearsome offspring, I think this myth certainly suggests that we really should have been paying more attention to the overriding human experience of fear.

For now I want you to contemplate the fears in your life. Those things you always seek to move away from.

The problem with avoidance strategy is that it actually strengthens your phobia

Pay attention to where fears have been stirred and amplified.

Alfred Hitchcock worked very hard to introduce phobic susceptibility into his audience …


… both obviously
& subtly.

You may freak out about birds & knife-wielding psychos, without ever grasping his deeper phobic message:

his women … pick their way slimly through a range of awful experiences and deceitful pathologies so extreme you’d be howling with laughter, were the art of cinema not so very serious. There’s the vamp, the tramp, the snitch, the witch, the slink, the double-crosser and, best of all, the demon mommy. Don’t worry, they all get punished in the end …

The chief skill of the Hitchcock heroine is to lie, inflict and then suffer untold torments without ruffling her hem. If you want some full-on misogyny, rampant woman-blaming and outright abuser apologism, look no further than Marnie

Hitchcock’s women are outwardly immaculate, but full of treachery and weaknessLink

Hitchcock is far from alone in this, he’s just a easier to spot.

You know you were meant
to feel relief
when the …


… screaming stopped.

But that’s kind of another topic.

All types of media fatten themselves through phobia but the movie industry does excel.

Fifteen years after Psycho, Steven Spielberg was acclaimed for his efforts on behalf of Phobos.

You know you were meant
to feel relief
when her

when th screaming stops

… screaming stopped.

That’s it for now – your job is to get to know your apparently unreasonable fears – we have work to do.

To be continued …

~ ~  ~

All text in this colour from Fix your phobia in 90 minutes (Anthony Gunn) – don’t underestimate this little book for what it has to offer in understanding & usable techniques.

January 18, 2013. Uncategorized. 16 comments.

inspiring the future – podcast

It’s time to breathe in


the future.

What will you have created & returned
(to humanity & this earth)
at the end of the next
thirty years?

You are not (& never were) a parasite, so don’t live like one.

Join Fitzy and me on the first part of a journey …


… to reclaim the future.

We are called to be architects of the future, not it’s victims
R. Buckminster Fuller


Or listen to our podcast below:


January 13, 2013. Uncategorized. 6 comments.

Fitzy & I would like to invite you …

… to the grand little opening of a seriously fun / seriously healing blog gallery.

The blogallery is
& belongs to


It’s about reviving the desire of each human-creating, to create. As such it is completely amateur & sacredly foolish.

We hope encourage expect readers to create something in next few months & send details, an image, a poem, a story, a recipe etc … for the enjoyment / encouragement of other readers.

How can we build a new world without you?

Fitzy & I certainly can’t do it
by ourselves.

Every creation encourages / inspires another creation.

Humanizenz Gallery

OPEN now
(a continuing work in progress)

Email address for gallery contributions:

shy people very welcome

January 8, 2013. Uncategorized. 4 comments.