Occupy Movement Missing the Point

Date: April 4, 2012
Reporting From: Hong Kong


Strolling around the streets of Hong Kong last night trying to (unsuccessfully) ward off the jet lag, I was a bit surprised to stumble upon the local 'Occupy' movement.

A small group, maybe a few dozen at most, has pitched a mini tent village in the open-air atrium of HSBC's headquarters on Queen's Road in central Hong Kong.


When I stopped by for a little chat, the group was delighted to tell me all about their anti-capitalist movement. I nodded politely and asked several questions in an effort to understand their philosophical grounding.

No doubt, they smell something rotten in the system. They sense a great injustice in the world and feel like they need to do something about it. Unfortunately, their actions are completely misguided.

They don't realize that 'capitalism' is a distant myth compared to the kleptocratic Keynesian fiat bubble that we're living in... and they've completely missed the driving force of central bankers and idiotic politics that encouraged bad decision making.

On the surface, these are complicated topics... and there's so much populist propaganda out there, it's easy for the 'Occupiers' to draw the wrong conclusions.

But blaming capitalism for the world's economic ills is like blaming the guy who invented gunpowder for nuclear holocaust. Sure, you could make an argument that the two are loosely related, but the real blame lies with the system itself-- a system which awards perverse power and control to an elite few.

As I've often written, future historians will look back on our time with utter incredulity and wonder how we could allow such a system to take over... to allow a tiny handful of men to control the lives and livelihoods of billions of people.

Certainly, injustice in the world is great. There are a lot of people who are suffering, people who have had their lives turned upside down from state-sponsored corporate welfare.

Holding out for the government to fix it, though, is like waiting for a thief to give your stuff back. It's not going to happen. They're instrumental in perpetuating the problem.

At the end of the day, we only have ourselves to rely on.

This morning as I was jogging around Hong Kong's Soho district, I saw the personification of self-reliance in a 70-year old woman.

She was pushing a heavy cart uphill, loaded down with all sorts of boxes and bags. It was easily twice her size, but she was powering through, slow and steady up the hill.

When I stopped to help, she initially waived me off, but I insisted. Little did I realize we weren't just going up the street... we were going all the way to the top, several hundred meters at least.

When we reached her corner, the lady thanked me and began cerimoniously unpacking and laying out her gear. It was all just useless knick-knacks that she had acquired and was prepared to haggle over with passers-by in order to make a few bucks that day.

It was extraordinary; at about 6am, on a holiday no doubt, this woman in her 70s was pushing a cart uphill by herself so that she could stand on a street corner all day to sell some little trinkets.

The dichotomy was extraordinary... and it's an important lesson.

Yes, the kids are right-- there is great injustice in the world. But if they really want to fix things and look out for future generations, the best thing they can do is follow the woman's example of self-reliance.

We all have a finite amount of resources-- time, money, energy. Spending those resources on camping out and lamenting the symptoms of the problem (rather than the fundamental issue) is counterproductive and wasteful. The system can't be fixed; it's going to collapse on its own soon enough.

Rather, we should be focusing on taking care of ourselves, our families, and setting ourselves up for success when the system is reset and the rules are rewritten.

The Age of Madness and Enlightenment

The Age of Maddness and Enlightenment

by Zen Gardner

It’s hold on and let go time! That’s about the sum of it. The vibrational ride is picking up steam so cinch up your saddles, relax from tension and lean into the wind. We’re gonna have to be on our spiritual toes for what’s about to hit and we’re already getting a taste of.

Things are gonna get wonky!

Real sailors and sea lovers don’t freak at the challenge of a good storm, but also have the utmost respect for the awesome power of nature. Like a surfer watching a huge wave build as he catches the top of it and starts his descent, he respects it, admires it, but knows he better do the right thing to keep this a fun experience. He’s also psycholgocially prepared for any eventuality…including what to do to survive if he wipes out!

Well, we’re pretty much there. I mean, this has been buiiding for some time. But we’re hitting new levels and need to walk circumspectly and stay tuned more than ever if we’re to get the most out of this wonderful opportunity while avoiding the pitfalls.

As David Icke, one of the most profound messengers of our time, said almost 6 years ago and continues to reinterate:

"The end of the inter-generational amnesia is in sight and therefore so is the ‘world’ it has allowed to manifest. It may seem that we are sinking deeper in the mire of control, surveillance and manipulation, but that is being expressed in the ‘out there’ realm of the still-unwakened – the great majority for sure. One step back from that, however, there is a stirring in the hearts and consciousness of rapidly increasing numbers of people and the time is coming when that will explode in massive global change."

The fact that we’re now 6 years closer is profound!

A World Gone Nuts
We can see how that has already happened in so many respects. The mindless addiction and belief in the false media; wars being waged without regard for popular support or even political consent; scientific insanity from bioweapons to nuclear madness; deliberate economic implosions for manipulative control; the corporate rape of planet earth; and a clear and openly stated elite agenda for a drastic reduction in the world’s population that is already under way.

Insane enough?

Ah, but here’s the blowback. All that is not based in conscious reality. All that is a fabricated matrix from a dark vibrational level. When it gets tested by Source, our Universal reality scanner of vibrational Truth, it cannot stand. By definition what is false and fabricated will crumble.

That doesn’t mean they won’t make their last ditch effort to shove their plan through. And it may even meet some short term apparent success. But it cannot stand, just as the twin towers couldn’t withstand whatever it was that vaporized them.

And psychologically? They are mincemeat!

No way can they stand up to these vibrational changes! Their construct is left brain and call it lower vibrational or Satanically inspired and it cannot stand the Truth.

Top 5 Regrets of the Dying

TOP 5 REGRETS OF THE DYING by Bronnie Ware


For many years I worked in palliative care. My patients were those who had gone home to die. Some incredibly special times were shared. I was with them for the last three to twelve weeks of their lives.

People grow a lot when they are faced with their own mortality. I learnt never to underestimate someone's capacity for growth. Some changes were phenomenal. Each experienced a variety of emotions, as expected, denial, fear, anger, remorse, more denial and eventually acceptance. Every single patient found their peace before they departed though, every one of them.

When questioned about any regrets they had or anything they would do differently, common themes surfaced again and again. Here are the most common five:

1. I wish I'd had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me.

This was the most common regret of all. When people realise that their life is almost over and look back clearly on it, it is easy to see how many dreams have gone unfulfilled. Most people had not honoured even a half of their dreams and had to die knowing that it was due to choices they had made, or not made.

It is very important to try and honour at least some of your dreams along the way. From the moment that you lose your health, it is too late. Health brings a freedom very few realise, until they no longer have it.


2. I wish I didn't work so hard.

This came from every male patient that I nursed. They missed their children's youth and their partner's companionship. Women also spoke of this regret. But as most were from an older generation, many of the female patients had not been breadwinners. All of the men I nursed deeply regretted spending so much of their lives on the treadmill of a work existence.

By simplifying your lifestyle and making conscious choices along the way, it is possible to not need the income that you think you do. And by creating more space in your life, you become happier and more open to new opportunities, ones more suited to your new lifestyle.


3. I wish I'd had the courage to express my feelings.

Many people suppressed their feelings in order to keep peace with others. As a result, they settled for a mediocre existence and never became who they were truly capable of becoming. Many developed illnesses relating to the bitterness and resentment they carried as a result.

We cannot control the reactions of others. However, although people may initially react when you change the way you are by speaking honestly, in the end it raises the relationship to a whole new and healthier level. Either that or it releases the unhealthy relationship from your life. Either way, you win.


4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends.

Often they would not truly realise the full benefits of old friends until their dying weeks and it was not always possible to track them down. Many had become so caught up in their own lives that they had let golden friendships slip by over the years. There were many deep regrets about not giving friendships the time and effort that they deserved. Everyone misses their friends when they are dying.

It is common for anyone in a busy lifestyle to let friendships slip. But when you are faced with your approaching death, the physical details of life fall away. People do want to get their financial affairs in order if possible. But it is not money or status that holds the true importance for them. They want to get things in order more for the benefit of those they love. Usually though, they are too ill and weary to ever manage this task. It is all comes down to love and relationships in the end. That is all that remains in the final weeks, love and relationships.


5. I wish that I had let myself be happier.

This is a surprisingly common one. Many did not realise until the end that happiness is a choice. They had stayed stuck in old patterns and habits. The so-called 'comfort' of familiarity overflowed into their emotions, as well as their physical lives. Fear of change had them pretending to others, and to their selves, that they were content. When deep within, they longed to laugh properly and have silliness in their life again.

When you are on your deathbed, what others think of you is a long way from your mind. How wonderful to be able to let go and smile again, long before you are dying.


Life is a choice. It is YOUR life. Choose consciously, choose wisely, choose honestly. Choose happiness.

'There was this bright light above me': The story of Ben Breedlove

Ben 'died' and was revived three times in his short life of 18 years. He made this video to describe his experiences and a week later, on Christmas night, he died of a fourth heart attack.
But there is no death. Only a transfer of attention from one reality to another.

Reflections that Will Shape the Age of Change

There is no doubt that we have entered a time of great change. Everyone can feel it whether they can comprehend it or not. The evidence is everywhere; in politics, the economy, science and technology, in earth changes and in consciousness.

Change in this great arena called life is happening so fast now that it can seem overwhelming. It can feel as if time itself is quickening. It can feel as if we have no control over the outcome of this transition. When, in fact, the opposite is true. Only we can determine the future, but we must actively participate in the change, otherwise the future will be determined for us if we choose not to look in the mirror.

Life is like a mirror. When we smile, it smiles back at us. When we scowl, it scowls back at us. To effectively change the world, "You don't comb the mirror, you comb your own hair and the mirror changes," as David Icke so wisely puts it.

Inception becomes reality: People can teach themselves new skills in dreams

The idea of the surreal Hollywood blockbuster Inception, where people travel through someone's dreams to 'plant' an idea in his head may not be so out-there after all.
Researchers at Yale have found that 'lucid dreamers' - dreamers who have 'waking dreams' that they control - are able to learn new skills in their dreams.

A team is now experimenting with the idea of 'training' people by telling them what to dream about.

Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencetech/article-2077185/Inception-reality-People-teach-new-skills-dreams.html#ixzz1hQNBHM5G

The Art of Talking to Christ by Dennis Waller

The Art of Talking to Christ: The Theory and Practice of
Christian Mysticism by Dennis Waller


If you have felt a need to connect to something greater than yourself . . . a longing to find meaning to life . . . a yearning to discover a sanctuary of serenity and peace . . . a hunger to have your heart and soul touched by that Divine love that brings comfort to life . . . a passionate desire to have a closer relationshp with God and Christ, then this book is for you.

It provides insight into the art of talking to Christ, and introduces you to Christian Mysticism, which encompasses all those who long for intimate communion with God through Christ. This form of mysticism is not based on eastern religions or occultism; rather, it is a vital part of the Christian heritage and the very core of spirituality. When Jesus said, “I and the Father are one,” (Jn. 10:30), Christian mysticism is about achieving that same transforming union.

The Art of Talking to Christ will show you how to develop a more rewarding spiritual experience, obtain a higher sense of awareness through connecting with the Divine Source, and help you realize that the Power is within you to achieve this. It makes no difference what your religious background or beliefs are, Christian mysticism is universal, available to all, and is the spiritual path to finding true joy and ecstasy.

This book will serve as a guide on your journey towards that goal. I wish you well along the way.


To see more or for ordering info, go to - www.areyouanindigo.com

My Soul

When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.

The soul at dawn is like darkened water that slowly begins to say, "Thank you, Thank you."

Wherever you stand, be the soul of that place.

Every moment I shape my destiny with a chisel, I am a carpenter of my own soul.

My soul gave me good counsel, teaching me that the lamp which I carry does not belong to me, and the song that I sing was not generated from within me. Even if I walk with light, I am not the light; and if I am a taut-stringed lute, I am not the lute-player.

A Taste of Rumi

A Taste of Rumi

'A moment of happiness,
you and I sitting on the verandah,
apparently two, but one in soul, you and I.
We feel the flowing water of life here,
you and I, with the garden's beauty
and the birds singing.
The stars will be watching us,
and we will show them
what it is to be a thin crescent moon.
You and I unselfed, will be together,
indifferent to idle speculation, you and I.
The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar
as we laugh together, you and I.
In one form upon this earth,
and in another form in a timeless sweet land.'

~ ~ ~

'If anyone asks you
how the perfect satisfaction
of all our sexual wanting
will look, lift your face
and say,

Like this.

When someone mentions the gracefulness
of the nightsky, climb up on the roof
and dance and say,

Like this.

If anyone wants to know what "spirit" is,
or what "God’s fragrance" means,
lean your head toward him or her.
Keep your face there close.

Like this.

When someone quotes the old poetic image
about clouds gradually uncovering the moon,
slowly loosen knot by knot the strings
of your robe.

Like this.

If anyone wonders how Jesus raised the dead,
don’t try to explain the miracle.
Kiss me on the lips.

Like this. Like this.

When someone asks what it means
to "die for love," point
here.

If someone asks how tall I am, frown
and measure with your fingers the space
between the creases on your forehead.

This tall.

The soul sometimes leaves the body, then returns.
When someone doesn’t believe that,
walk back into my house.

Like this.

When lovers moan,
they’re telling our story.

Seek Passion!

Your heart is the size of an ocean. Go find yourself in its hidden depths!

You must ask for what you really want. Don't go back to sleep. The door is round and open. Don't go back to sleep.

Truth lifts the heart, like water refreshes thirst.

Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.

The wound is the place where the Light enters you.

Where there is ruin, there is hope for a treasure.

You have no need to travel anywhere - journey within yourself. Enter a mine of rubies and bathe in the splendor of your own light.

Very little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wildflowers will come up where you are.

Don't sigh, don't yawn. Seek passion, passion, passion!

If You Forget Me

If you Forget me by ~Pablo Neruda~

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals, were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

The Road Goes On

"The Road Goes On"

Not by way of an apology
For the things that I have done
Do I set my boat upon the sea

So like thunder I am breaking free
In the landscape of the heart
It's hard to tell what's really taken me

Now I see it all through different eyes
This emotion can't be wrong
Past the mountains under empy skies
And the road goes on and on...

I've been living through this poetry
Tangled words and worn out prose
Love is needing, love is bleeding me

Now I see it all through different eyes
This emotion can't be wrong
Past the mountains under empty skies
And the road goes on...

Now I see it all through different eyes
This emotion can't be wrong
Past the mountains under empty skies
And the road goes on...

Now I see it all through different eyes
Where I'm going, where I've gone
All I know - I'm still surprised
That the road goes on and on