A whole week

The week was a challenge, I needed a rest and had absolutely no plans but decided what to do as it happened. That ended the week with a local video, shopping in Golders Green and locally and scanning as many photos in as I could find. And someone noticed my room needed tidying on Youtube which has also just been done. I also found 4 more people on Facebook and guess what, not one has replied. Busy or total wankers? I'll leave that to you. The global warming racket is heating up (pun intended) with reports flooding in (pun intended again) of predictions of 6 degree increases (until the woman was interviewed and said it may not be by the end of the century as reported) and similar CO2-temperature correlations that simply can't be demonstrated outside the simplistic mind of the authorities who want it to be true to rob us blind.

I hope the more nonsensical the claims and higher the taxes eventually someone more important than me will come out and put a stop to this. Before the internet no one could check the crap we were told by the authorities, now the scientists banned from the media (except a few who get lucky) publish their findings here. One report from Philip Stott or Nils-Axel Morner alone would rip their story to shreds and leave no leg standing for the ridiculous nonsense they try and make us accept. I've also studied the formulas for soviet propaganda and they simply use them now as if the place still existed. The location may have changed but the methods are no different.
I hear they are almost ready to turn on the large hadron collider after its latest disaster, but in the small print it may take a year to reach full speed, partly as it was broken and partly they're shit scared. If that goes tits up it may affect the climate a lot more than simple car usage.

Unless parcels are delivered on Saturdays (oh yes, and George Michael likes women) there won't be a sign repaired this weekend. I just hope the damn thing comes at all as I've paid for it already. Various business projects are moving along gradually as well, closer to completion but a minimum of weeks ahead for the first one. Until then I haven't a clue what else could happen, I got a message two more famous old signs had just been removed from Aldwych, proving how vital my project is to get photos of every one while it's still here. I was even offered one but prefer them where they were meant to be put. So it has become a bit boring, I didn't speak to a single person face to face for three days, and if you think no sex is bad then add that to the mix for worse. I'm just hoping an old friend will return from the dead online as it's a lot easier to catch up than start from scratch.

I'm working tomorrow before the gym, and got a haircut for Tuesday at last, and that's about it so far. A couple of probable routine photo trips for the weekend and any more will be a surprise. And finally may actually have some photos published in a book for charity by the end of the year. That'll help.

Mafia wars in reality

Something I've been aware of for a long time is however powerful or apparently qualified a person is they seem to have huge holes in their intelligence. Mine were due to lack of knowledge and experience, and after many years of both, plus almost as many of training believe there are no longer any. This to me seems normal, yet when seemingly bright and qualified people miss the bleedin' obvious it makes me wonder how few people actually develop a blanket awareness or remain specialists but not able to comprehend apparently simple things for others?

If I don't understand something I have a strategy to learn, and that leads to a termination of opinions on a subject to an awareness what an answer is, the difference between belief and faith and knowledge. I and thank goodness many others (but still not enough) can easily scratch the surface of the political global warming soviet-style propaganda (all catchphrases and sanctions with no actual substance behind it) yet enough people fall for it who ought to know better. This applies to every other seemingly true situation that falls under close scrutiny, and those that seem confusing as well. There is a logical series of steps I was taught from college which anyone can use, and now with the internet can quickly fill any required gaps if uncertain until filled. I still don't know if I'm one of few or just many pretend they don't understand to rip people off.

I spent most of my time on photography this week, videos and scanning old stuff in when it gets dark early. It would be really nice to punctuate my activities with face to face conversation but can't have it all. I'm also searching more people on Facebook, and found two who haven't replied. Nothing new there. Not one council I enquired about old signs have either so pretty typical. Tomorrow is a mystery, there's plenty of paperwork when it really fizzles out and may well end up doing some. I used all my own resources this week so far but is always nice when others join in, like the Surrey sign that was found last weekend. The red sign triangle hasn't arrived yet and need it by Saturday if I can fit in on Sunday when someone's there. 50-50 I think. And some twat in a newspaper just predicted temperatures will rise by the maximum 6'. Now maybe the extreme bullshit level will shake many more people to awaken as such a claim is not one requiring an IQ of 150 to doubt, but a brain full stop. They know temperatures will rise by 6' after they've risen .4' till 1998 (no idea from when, they never mention that bit) and then, er, stopped.
So once they start rising again (they must have Alice's looking glass to see that) they know how much now? Did someone maybe give them God's phone number? Has Stephen Hawking used his wheelchair as an antenna and channeled the climate fairy? Please. They didn't know what our summer would be like this year and they're wittering on the world is ending as they need more taxes!

Get it?

Anyway, hopefully they've shot themselves in the foot with this one, as it's so ridiculous even the hoverers may question this level of certainty when absolutely no actual facts support it. The mafia are not just from Italy, they operate just the same at all levels and the equivalent is behind this one. They spend a fortune advertising and bribing scientists knowing they'll get more back in contracts (new taxes). Actually I'd like to move so should start becoming a climate change counsellor, helping people overwhelmed by all the changes in the world caused by our CO2 emissions. Why not join them as I need the money as much as anyone else. They have their script and despite no data actually supporting the claims stick to it regardless, just like the Nazis did. CO2 is the Jew of the 21st century and the bedwetters (as named by Lord Monckton) are the Nazis chasing them to their demise. The holocaust is financial so far, and will become technological, by destroying industry to 18th century standards, when finally killing millions of people when the first nuclear leak happens, as it has to.

So eventually their policies can and probably will cause another holocaust, they can't predict tomorrow's weather but I can safely say if they go nuclear one reactor will leak and we all know what happens then. Only the mafia could manage this on such a scale.

Getting it all done

I've had another guided weekend, including my thoughts. I was at a loose end on Saturday night and did my monthly or so check for old signs posted online, and after well over an hour went to Surrey and found yet another one which turned out to be pretty easy to get to, and a very rare map type I have very few of. I was planning to go to the old subway ones I Streetviewed in Hounslow but did that today despite taking nearly as long due to major traffic. I'm now free and if no ideas tomorrow can finish my article and then print the rest to be made to a little book.

The red triangle may arrive this week and in which case should be fitted on Sunday. Another (the first) has popped up south of the Thames but 75 miles south so fuck all use to me. But gives hope as on a farm track and one of the few places they may be in Surrey if I keep looking. Not a single other plan this week, I've driven (or been driven) over 100 miles this weekend so have little need to do more, plus London has apparently given up its treasure sign wise already and am lucky Surrey still turns up more as it's not on Streetview and have to rely on local knowledge.

So I believe it's still being controlled, and the other projects are in wait mode, meaning I have (or others) set the wheels in motion and can now only forget the lot until the fruit grows. I've had loads of time to play online quizzes again now Streetview's almost done, and getting dark at 4pm, and even managed to win a few again. Otherwise it's a supermarket voucher visit, optician to try and get new lenses in my sunglasses, which needs some price shopping, and probably a trip to see if I can get a clock for my new car as it's very offputting. I have a few hours of videos to see as well when there's shit on TV in the evenings (most nights besides I'm a celebrity), and pretty happy to have a rest this week although will still be working once or twice at my late grandma's until the stuff has been removed.

The current ETA for the projects is in the few months ballpark (just thought I'd add a useless cliche) so will be doing the short term everyday stuff until anything else crops up, besides the triangle sign which is a week or two off. At least things have now become a bit more positive and have a list of ambitions which is gradually being addressed, hopefully bigger each time.

How it's done

After a busy week I've now got some peace and freedom. No actual material to fill it yet, but a good start. I've been watching lots of new satsang posted on Youtube and my mind now understands all matter is part of one whole, thoughts just vibrating on a different frequency from rocks. But if everything is one, then we as part of it are supposed to be influencing it with our thoughts, as they apparently create matter. Of course matter changes our thoughts, so why not the other way round?
It also means we are not confined by a body, but part of it all. Science now seems to confirm what they have always said.

People use practices of varying complexity to see this directly for themselves, with varying results. I stick to the easiest ones, the meditation has worked for minutes at times, while the active work I can apply all the time seems to have had no effect. My life has changed outwardly though, which makes sense if all is connected. I am finally being guided to each event and does seem to fit my own choices and ambitions more and more. That's never happened before. Once you know it's there and look for it it can be seen in many events. I'm sorry it can't speed the flow though but how many adepts are alive at one time, if any?
But it's improved. I may still be alone, no woman in my life and few friends around, but getting many other ambitions done one by one which really aren't the sort of thing I could cause by choice. I hope this means one by one the other will as well as I know the overall picture I'd like to see and will know when I've crossed that line.

The current use of the time has been getting chores done- shopping, still clearing my grandma's place now my friends have left it, going for walks and bike rides when dry, and a little work. All the big projects are on hold, while I either wait for deliveries, results or progress outside my control. Meanwhile I have to keep occupied, and will be taking another old subway sign over the weekend if nothing else. These are the little stepping stones that seem to get me across the gaps when nothing big is happening. Half the events are definitely started by me while others are 100% out of my hands. Maybe at last these are being influenced by my preferences if indeed part of it all.

No plans otherwise so just wait and see. A poll was just announced that 40% of people (British?) don't believe in global warming. OK, I think 20% to go now, we're getting there. Be scared of radiation (man made), overpopulation (man made) and real pollution such as sewage (man made) and let the climate do what it always has. This is the world's IQ test. Score under 100 and we all go down (not in water, but financially) and beat it and we beat the system. I've answered as many questions on it as people throw at me as I've taken the effort to find the answers and it's no different from a complex David Copperfield trick, using misdirection and distraction so some fools take their eyes off the ball. I am doing what the masked magician is and taking the sheet away so you can see what they're doing, not just here but every website I can. And right at the back there's Al Gore with one hand on his cock running the whole show.

Neither a borrower or a lender be

I like freedom, and when I sometimes put down certain political views it's because they restrict it for no reason except they enjoy doing so. Some sick individuals enjoy seeing animals in cages, all I can say is if they do then each should spend at least a week in one and then see if they do. The same goes for the rich politicians who like to make us poor. They can travel freely but when they make it so expensive only the most well off can do so. I know why they do it but will never approve of their attempts to increase the scope. The old economic policy of money equalling production has never applied to this lot, otherwise the banking system of leveraged borrowing and quantitative easing would be illegal. Ponzi schemes always were, as are pyramid schemes, but printing money to flood the economy never was, despite the total of production staying fixed. It always means the new money is worthless but because of the methods of accounting they use (very similar to the ones demonstrating global warming) people are fooled.

Now to me once this was pointed out it was never in doubt, yet when I try and do so, I either preach to the converted who also worked it out or am faced with abuse. Why do people want to be robbed and would rather believe the the rat in the kitchen is their fairy godmother? Human bloody nature. As Shakespeare's rose will always smell as sweet even if you call it Al Gore, so Al Gore will always be the devil's rheum even if people call him the saviour.

One by one people familiar with David Icke but critical are beginning to realise he knew what he was saying. Again, like the biblical sheep and goats (I never understood the meaning by the way) we are divided in two camps. The believers and the understanders. Belief means trust and faith, understanding means knowledge. I know man burning fuel and farming can't make the climate change. I know restricting people's freedom is bullying. I know lending people money they can never repay and then getting the taxpayers to foot the bill is theft. Most people vote for the policies that allowed this to happen and then whinge when it did. Including EU membership. It's like leaving the car door unlocked and then moaning when it's been stripped the next morning. The best I can hope for is one person who was sucked in saying they've realised I was right but may wait a very long time. That's how they get away with it, people hate to be cheated and hate even more to be wrong, so they close their eyes and whistle dixie while their bank accounts shrivel up like autumn leaves. It's like trying to tell someone the answer on a TV quiz knowing they can never hear you. I really feel like giving up but as long as I have a voice I can only repeat, repeat, repeat. If not then everyone will assume we agree.

I wonder how when all the political fraud is so obvious to me why so few others get it? I can explain it instantly and easily and when junk mails offered me grand loans every day for years I wouldn't want or could afford it was clear every bugger in the country was as well. It never used to be like that, the people who needed loans (apart from housing I don't believe anyone does, but they felt they did) never got them. Then it changed. Or the law did. Banks were allowed to invest and speculate and previous barriers to bad debt creation were removed. This is now the result. Just like 'Life insurance' is actually death insurance, so the credit crunch is actually the debt crunch. Earn not enough, borrow what they offer you and then (adding vast amounts of interest) realise you can't pay. Multiply that by millions of similar idiots and the sensible guys have to pay as it's our safe money the government can take from us in taxes.

So as always the bright subsidise the dim, locally and worldwide. This is a form of socialism and another reason I could never endorse a single left wing party as long as I live. It's organised envy, puritanism and control and I like my freedom and to earn my money honestly and be allowed to keep it. People will never again believe it's necessary to save until they have luxuries like decent cars and holidays, but always believe the sensible owe them a living and basically steal our money by taking out loans they know they can never repay while the banks and governments who subsidise them take our money to fill the gaps. If a revolution was ever needed now is the time, before we are all equally poor (besides the bankers).

Voting our lives away

It's been some time since I opened the box and had nothing to say. The activity was wearing me out and just hope I can find as many easy things to do when it's over this week. Assuming it is. Meanwhile our government has managed to become the totalitarian collection of mafiosi I said Labour were as soon as I was old enough to tell the difference.
They made it in the end. Fuel rationing. Under the latest plans to rob the poor (as they will be hurt the most) each person will be given an annual energy allowance and once it's used will be taxed an all the remainder used. It's possible it may be beaten by the next election but unlikely.

People either know this already or don't want to. How much they'll have to be robbed before they realise the concept of global warming was developed solely for this purpose is the equivalent of a negative IQ test. The longer people fall for it the lower their IQs are. And that seems bloody low to me as I suspected for a long time. I want them to show me I'm wrong yet each time this and last month more green taxes were announced no one besides me and Petrie Hosken on LBC seemed to care. Clive Bull there wondered what difference it made why they taxed us as they've got to do it anyway, the simple answer is that you can't have a unicorn tax if there aren't any unicorns. If they do need to clear us out then just say so and admit they've fucked up the economy no better than pre-Nazi Germany and Zimbabwe today. I saw the debt crisis coming, my cat did, and even my flaky ex probably did. But Gordon Brown, the most powerful man (officially at least) in the country was too fucking thick to realise? Of course he knew, but with hands in the till how could he stop it?

So I see the political system of democracy crumble in front of me, and without bloggers and other independent individuals reminding as many people as possible our governments are as bent as a nine bob note, maybe more people will vote for the other lot in the next election. The ones with principles who won't imitate every other bugger like the main three do. Just don't vote Green obviously. These extremists are against freedom and everything we were supposed to have won the war for. Now the EU is taking over, just like Germany tried to twice before but this time with the Lisbon Treaty signed have now succeeded. And the biggest green taxes come from that very EU, so the only way to stop them is choose a politician who wants to leave it. Enough said.

Getting it done

That was a busy week- My friends from America are here and seen them nearly every day before they return for 3 more years minimum. I went back to take a photo of the sign I found last week behind locked gates, and ordered the triangle to go on top which will be replaced sooner or later now.
So most of my jobs are out of the way for now, and an arson attack on our junction box meant north London had no cable access for over 2 days after my last entry, and had two whole fucking email replies when it returned yesterday afternoon. I'd run out of things to do at home by Friday and really missed whatever the internet could do. Living alone means there's literally nothing else to do besides housework, TV and the internet, and besides the 5 terrestrial channels the rest were off as well.

Things do seem to be fitting better now, more actual finishes although others are only half done still. Besides probably seeing my friends one last time Tuesday I am devoid of all plans besides one booking on Friday. I'll have to tidy my grandma's after they go back and do all the washing but that was the rule they were allowed to stay at all by my mum. I believe something will still happen, the big one/s whatever they are. I joined the Facebook page of a lovely woman in my old TV programme although she's a few years older than me and probably knocking 60 and married. She hasn't replied to my comments though but may rarely visit. Maybe a woman will be next, I know exactly what I both want and need, and as long as she tolerates my massive limitations will be perfectly OK. I can't imagine or engineer where they'll finally come from whatever my mother thinks, but everything else happens randomly sooner or later and so does that.

I can't remember if anything else is on its way, clearly not the various people expected to reply when the internet came back, but if nothing else the rest will do me good this week. It gets too dark for photos by 4 even if I had any to take now, and am busy on my postal course to be followed by finishing one article and starting a second. Even the news is opening up a little now, with the BBC reporting global warming disbelievers and Friends of the Earth realising carbon trading is also a con. If you trade in something that can't be bought and sold the actual transactions are void. There is nothing being bought or sold, like a Ponzi scheme or Enron. It's just another name for fraud. We give and they take, and what do we get in return, literally fresh air, including the carbon that's been traded. Hold on, does that sound like bollocks? Because of course it is. Do you really need an IQ of 169 to realise that, if so we are in dire straits.
That's the final job, I must find someone to take my IQ, two more calls to make tomorrow. One at a time.

Progress and agoraphobia

"Why why should we care Joe, why should we despair Joe? We'll win out, yes we'll win out, yes we'll win out in the end". Now some people in the UK will remember this just as I do, but heard it for the first time in about 30 years after I finally got hold of the series of Look and Read called Joe and the Sheep Rustlers first shown in 1973 when I began catching the odd episode when off school, but never seen them all. So now I've managed to hear it again thanks to the internet, although it was all shown at once a couple of years ago I checked very soon after and too late. Patience and persistence there.

I have been pretty busy, work has snowballed as it usually does for no apparent reason, my friends from America are here this week after a 4 year gap and probably about the same next time, if there is one. Two more old signs over the weekend found posted on Flickr so on quite a roll. And according to a British court today global warming is officially a religion, as someone won their case on religious/philosophical discrimination grounds, as they were a green warmist, or 'bedwetter' as Lord Monckton and now I call them. A few leaders, many minions and millions of unknowing victims. The scam of the millenium.
So my feeling last week things would happen seems not failed but gradual, building up since about the weekend and continuing to each day. If I picked that up that is a new level of progress and with evidence comes faith, not the imaginary religious type but the knowing you get from experience.

The new counter is clocking about 10 a day, which means it's the same as when the other vanished and a good base to start on. I'm reading more now it's dark early and learning how incredibly similar agoraphobia is and people's reactions to not being able to do most of the things they once could. It's a new arrival to us all, it comes after having little or no problem with anything, you have one or two bad experiences and it arrives in full. Then it's simply a matter of how big your circle is each day, month or year. Even those who do what I may never do again are still often terrified while they do and wears them out for days after. I say don't bother as once you've done these things already and often no longer want or need to then most are expendable. It's really a free world when it comes to taking orders and if it's your job then you have to get one that's safe. One woman who doesn't care I can't go to the theatre, restaurants and most of the other places they usually love going and I've won. I can't imagine many men who'd turn down a woman that didn't like going out, they'd probably propose to them despite any nasal or other prominent wart. So why do women love activity so much?

Many women of all ages moan their partners hardly ever take them out, I went to discos to meet girls, girls tended to go even when you'd pulled as they liked them. And so it continued. Once a man has a woman he's often happy just to sit around the house like the cat while she's around. Go out when so comfortable and the TV on- why? The selection of countries I've seen has been interesting, but 200 miles or so of Belgium at 150mph basically tells you what you always heard, it's a flat green plain with small bunches of grotty old houses. Seeing famous places like Amsterdam, Paris, Copenhagen etc are interesting but no need to make a habit of it. America is pretty uniform for 1000 miles, I must have driven that much on the bus there and barely noticed a change. Skyscrapers surrounded by henhouses surrounded by grass or trees. Each town or city except DC was a clone of the last, although Cleveland was a lot nicer and I've seen some of the best small towns ever in the northern states and Canada on TV, but I didn't see much personally. Morocco was just like the films but again no need to make a habit of it and I ate on board ship which was free of germs. They warned everyone to avoid eating locally and those who ignored it suffered the consequences. Beaches and posh hotels can be nice but only so much sea and sand in a lifetime and the hotels all relied on the other people as deadly dull when they weren't there.

So maybe agoraphobics are an evolutionary level, ie being content where they are. I only know one who wants to go to places they can't, I think most are more like me and are happy unless pushed to beyond their personal boundaries. People can learn a lot from us as being content is one of the highest levels, as above happiness which is transitory. I'm rarely happy nowadays for obvious reasons for regular readers. But I am content when I've been out or seen someone and then can relax at home in front of a screen. I learned a lot from my cats and clearly have more in common with them than most people do.

Is it actually happening?

Well I'm still learning. I see the way any positivity becomes sabotaged one way or another, which in duality (ie the non enlightened view) is inevitable. Heads and tails. You get the positive and the negative is there underneath about to cancel it out. But while in duality now I've seen this am working to see if I can divert it each time something heads in a positive direction to stop that before it does so.

So I've got a blank slate. My studying (such as it is) continues, most is familiar as I've been studying alien abductees for a long time already and those studies not familiar by name just cover the same things over again as basically the format of regressions and their subjects is pretty fixed within its parameters.
Besides my friends arriving from America next week for the second time since 2002 my plans are clear. A couple of bookings at least next week which is useful, although this week was unknown but got plenty done. I am still not dismissing the message I got something good is on its way, despite my initial feeling being within the next day. That was my test of faith. I think I know the difference between something and nothing and won't let that one go. If it meant rather than sit back and receive I had to do something, then I've done something and can only now sit back and wait as there's nothing else left.

Of course the future can go either way, and like the little device with pins in a triangle where the balls fall down and land in a triangle, the likeliest directions are near the centre, but then again one has to go at the extreme end sometimes and I'm well overdue one at the good end now. I certainly felt disaster coming most of my life and very reliably, and never seen anything good coming besides once when I knew I'd meet someone at my friend's sister's party, and she was one of the best ever. Sod the science, what I'm working with now all goes way above any science we can offer. It's showing new boundaries but so far not smoothly or consistenly, but what ever does?

Gone too quiet

The week has been pretty busy but don't seem to have added very much besides earning some money, which can never be dismissed. I have a big mystery to solve over the lost roundabout sign, and one which has the potential to complete a project if still waiting somewhere. Enquiries are being made. I hope the current momentum to reveal the truth where previously absent continues, immigration is already now admitted and only about consequences, and global warming is showing cracks by the day. Had you or I earned money that way we'd be up before the serious fraud office, forget Labour the war criminals for that is the prerogative of every government to assert their authority, but not fraud. Mugabe should be proud of them.

My plans are down to waiting for my friends next week from America, the rest is who knows. My faith is being tested (something I've only had for a few months) but not gone yet. A few projects are still alive so can only carry on pushing the areas until something happens either way. But there are too many gaps, ie 80% of the time at least, and I can't fill those gaps usefully the whole time, who can? I did start my postal course at last as dark afternoons stop anything outdoors, and that will fill my professional requirements for most of the year now. But when what seems like good starts either stop or freeze like a computer you do wonder what the point is at times.
I have at least finally located a TV series I missed from 1973 when it was repeated, that should arrive in a few days if nothing else. Meanwhile I plough on and witness the usual ups and downs each day, when hopes are raised and dropped, and so far mainly gained either short term benefits or potential information I can't yet use for any benefit.

Maybe it will all come together. The return of the counter, plus with virtually unlimited numbers means I'll probably post here even more, as what's the point of looking if nothing new's been written? I have more time to read now it's dark early and I've finished the work on my grandma's will. I am also planning my Mensa IQ test soon as the trial run I took went pretty well. Better than I expected actually as the few attempts I'd done over the years had been quite disappointing considering I knew the score I could get. It has to get quiet sometimes and run out of ideas, and I'm buggered if I'm going to bed early as that's even worse.

A little improvement

It has been a strange week, even for me. Besides one booking I've been free and for some reason I was given the thought all my problems should be over very soon. Having watched teachings on such things and had accurate messages on lesser things then I took this fairly seriously, and may pick up things around me if important enough. So I thought of the sort of things that would do this, most are possible but none likely, and then thought which ones would be enough to have a lasting effect rather than like charging a battery for a short time. Normally if nothing happened I'd have forgotten about it, but as this seemed like the sort of dreams which stand out as special I'm not letting this one go.

In reality I've used the time well, I took some very nice views of Harrow on the Hill, done plenty of shopping and took a video in Finchley after more clearing of ex-grandma's house. It's all gone quite smoothly, more than usual in fact, although nothing itself has happened. I did however enlarge a photo where I thought I'd seen the old roundabout sign last year and saw the apparent pole was a space in the trees, implying I'd got the location wrong as there are a number of photos nearby online and would be amazed if a sign was there and none had caught it. That leaves the possibility it was somewhere else. Before Streetview I drove every road looking, and covered each dual carriageway with a roundabout where I may have been. Nothing. But the fact it was there pre-1963 it could still be there a year after I saw it, but have a total mental block if not Tolworth. So I've been researching and asked many people in the area online by email in case they know it, it's not like my one on a suburban block, but on a 6 lane major road. I will see.


Being on winter time now my days are different, and as it got dark soon after working didn't need to go out, and after wasting the rest of the day trying to find a TV series online I missed when last repeated have now run out of material. I've concluded my search for other signs as covered the whole lot of likely places and many unlikely, only a red triangle would complete the set if it comes. The further out ones can stay there and wouldn't have taken many back when they were normal so why do it now? Any I do are a bonus but Kent (old and new) is less accessible to me than Birmingham 120 miles away. My faith is being tested like most great sages in history. Meanwhile I've been watching total nonsense on TV, like 'How racist are you' (ans, who cares?), and the usual nauseating stream of carbon footprints as usual. But the BBC are slipping as they let a disbeliever speak on the radio news despite his performance being worse than useless as he's patented his knowledge so unless he shares it will remain useless.

Optimism is normally outside my scope, but besides the pointless hope for its own sake, which is no better than fearing the worst as neither are real, when you appear to be inspired by a greater force then unless there isn't one you shouldn't drop it if nothing seems to be happening. This force has demonstrated itself to me enough to accept it, and have also learnt besides passing exams the normal ways to success are indirect, ie you can't make them happen deliberately. This week has already been a breakthrough as once I'd found the BBC announcement they had stopped reporting anti global warming data the 10 year old government documents creating a multicultural Britain in secret were released by accident, and then Piers Corbyn got his Climate Fools Day interview on the BBC news. Things have freed up, and you can't put that lot back in the box proving we've been shat on and lied to by those I said were doing it from day one. If they've been caught with their hands in the till a few times then what about all the rest we haven't found yet? I'm also waiting for the new film 'Not evil, just wrong' to counter 'An Incovenient Truth' to be released, and hope to goodness it's in cinemas and not just the one showing two weeks ago online. That won't teach the kids if it's all we're going to see of it.

Drawing a blank

This is an interesting test. Each day of freedom shows me it can be used despite no plans until I get there. I got some nice pictures in Harrow School today and then got a few chores done before getting in front of the TV and computer as normal. I've got a counter here now with enough numbers not to get busted in a few years, and finally (I hope) repaired my Internet Explorer as it was only loading pages every few attempts. I still can't use my recent documents but the two went together so may be connected. Tomorrow is free again and besides making a possible video haven't made any decisions, although in the evening do plan some paperwork now it's dark by before 5. I haven't checked the hit counter yet a day after I set it, but will be commenting on others again now it's too dark to stay out very late.

The green taxes hit hard today, with meat to follow the fuel already set to double or more. As if I didn't see it coming and shame on all the gullible fools who thought it was about the planet. I hope one by one these people learn a lesson the governments are bigger crooks than the convicts, and no different from Soviet Russia or even the Nazis, who were arguably more honest as they said exactly what they planned to do and the people happened to agree. I don't of course but I don't agree with the current bunch of wankers either. The era of truth has begun though, the immigration plans are now out of the bag and as long as an MP or two force an enquiry the issue may be discredited as it should have been via the last election that kept these clowns in. The BBC were forced to admit the climate figures, probably before everyone else left them behind to look like climate stability deniers. Boot on other foot now isn't it?

It's always a balance between the personal world and the outside world, any good news on either always helps but comes as and when it chooses. As I have 32 blue panel direction signs already the idea of travelling the London equivalent of an Indiana Jones journey is allowed to discourage me, after getting some far rarer ones just as far afield but on much easier routes. Then is Knockholt, a lot further but in the country, and Sevenoaks which is on one route there. Saved for later if I can be arsed that is. The woman whose sister claimed she wanted to marry me in a few months is not behaving like anyone who even wants more than a free evening of entertainment to me. I don't want more than her body as her mind sadly is a very large echoing void. Quite harmless but the mind of a child. If not she'd have been married years ago.

So I hope for a lot, although hope is second to greed as it's smaller child. But I don't expect it which is the child of unintelligence. I expect nothing as even the usual events can change either way, and only dare to hope as things have happened before so set the precedent. There is a line to cross for every event in my life from darkness to light. Women, fame, sorting out each news issue, and everything else affecting my quality of life. I blog besides living alone as there's no community in London. People in Liphook 50 miles away were saying on TV they all know each other, and had I grew up in a small town like that I'd be part of something and know lots of people nearby. As it is the only neighbour who bothered with me (usually to cadge favours) was sent 60 miles away by a court in his absence, my best friend fled the country in 2002, and my nearest two relatives to me are both dead now. There's Ms Medication, the nearest thing to a relationship currently who does live round the corner and gives little but grief and aggravation, besides getting me out doing things again, someone a few miles away who works nights, my parents even further (in different directions), and currently that's it. There was the creepy lizard literally round the corner who entertained herself visiting for whatever she could get out of my personal abilities till I didn't do her a favour in the way she wanted and let all her poison out by email. Not that that was new, she'd just saved it as if I couldn't tell until she didn't want me any more and let me know what was always in her mind.

Then there's the list of people I do my best to avoid. These are the tail end of a stream of hangers on I've had since I left school who didn't work and found me around during the day when I was a student or working odd hours (yes, I worked properly till a while ago). I learnt to head them off but one or two still return when they feel like a try again. I have a car, a decent computer and plenty to eat. Then I can do my impressions and similar to complete the full use of my potential with absolutely nothing in return. No thanks. I've done my best to keep the sponge from the door but it keeps trying. I've had enough of being sponged and that was after 2am trips to supermarkets and other minicab jobs (unpaid) before I drew the line. So being almost fully isolated from actual people I have no current choice but the internet. I hope (yet again) that will not last for too much longer.

Counting my hits

The clocks have now gone back, I've covered most of the map looking for old signs so now ready for dark afternoons with indoor jobs. The paperwork mounted up over the summer and am now ready for it. Nothing planned this week besides one booking so far, I will see, last week was the same and incredibly busy in the end so never know.
I have had to get yet another counter for here, but the good news is it's huge. The onld one stopped at 5 figures which was pretty useless, I had 8 on this but cut down to 7 for size and reality. I'll see how many I'm getting now and has the existing total and start date posted at the bottom of the page as before.

Another theme this week is the truth squeaking out. They've proved that the BBC supressed anti global warming data in 2006 as I guessed, the Labour government deliberately let almost anyone in the country from 2000 as I guessed, and we've just been hit with car taxes Hitler and Stalin would have shuddered at. The time of lying can only last so long as eventually the turds hiding under the chest of drawers in the corner of the room have to surface when you drop something nearby (personal experience). Our government has now been shown up as the lying cheating arseholes I always said they were, and while they bleat about Nick Griffin finally getting his say on the BBC (unlike people dissing global warming, odd that), the government actually engineered it that the BNP would be the only party speaking up against immigration. Who else are people meant to expect to represent their views? Not that I like them but I do know what they stand for, unlike the crooks we've got now.

I ploughed through enough work last week it was like a normal person and although deserve the break have pretty much run out of ideas. The paperwork may lead to my first published article so a good start, and another good opportunity for the guidance to show itself. My map is almost filled in showing I've looked at every likely spot for direction signs, and the rest are so rare I'd need months to cover the small roads just in case and still unlikely to get any new ones. Although I have a small set of warning/information signs none are perfect. I have a lovely HALT and T junction but no circle or triangle on top. I have a single triangle on top school sign (after missing a T junction and losing a roundabout) and five 5mph speed limits, including one with its circle still there. And finally I have a crossroads sign but it's a copy of the original so not 100% kosher, maybe not even 1% kosher. One decent triangle sign (not on the way to Peterborough though, the mind is willing but not the body) and the work is over. The research goes on and I know had I got one earlier wouldn't have made such an effort to get the others which are technically better as each direction is unique to one location. The others were universal and everyone's seen them before I take mine.

I was doing some of my spiritual work, and wondered if God claims to communicate with people how our leaders are the pits? There was an answer, that the sort of bastards choosing to bully the public don't generally have the open mind to hear the messages. The amount of stuff I get is increasing, whoever passes it on, and I only know it's not me as it's what I suspect but can't prove. When I do prove it later it only confirms what I'd worked out with little or no evidence. Some is logical but others have just been knowing as if I'd been told but hadn't. They seem like our own thoughts but the information is from outside our experience.
There is a level above my current one, of choosing where the guidance takes us. That's the highest level of adept, and one we only hear anecdotally. I don't say 'I want to meet a woman/ find a sign etc today/this week/month' and get it. In fact most things on my list not within my own ability to earn have been got at all.

Therefore the woman, and all the other highest level aims on my list are harder the less related to work they are, so an article or going on proper TV are likely as already on the career path, whereas women and signs are down to what's there already. I do seem to be able to divert the worst arrangements with years of practice, people still corral me into doing something I don't want to, and then they cancel it. That happens over 50% of the time, probably more, so a start. That's negative influence, if I can equally attract events I do want I'll have cracked it. I did make a list and so far fixed a long standing financial dispute and get the broken red triangle sign, then it seemed to fizzle out. I do enjoy the freedom not having to check the chat boards every day and deal with queries, but enjoyed it more doing it and never intended to stop had I not been forced out. I had getting that back on my list and that hasn't happened. I can do plenty of other things now but never wanted more than a break from that and now it's been imposed on me am ready to go back and ask for a break if I need one. The women around me go from bad to worse, and all my email enquiries are in another phase of being binned.

I will see in a few days how the counter is going, and another aspect of dark days is I can read more blogs and attract some more readers here as I used to. There's been no counter for a couple of months now so probably lost up to 1000 off the total but will see if the numbers creep up more than they did when the other was working.

Teaching understood

This has been a totally unknown week at the start, and so far have actually been quite productive. I've cashed most of my vouchers now, got a pair of what could be new designer jeans for £5 after the real shop had them for about £70, had a surprise visit from a friend today (then his car rolled down the hill into both a neighbour's cars- he has been accident prone as long as I've known him), and two work bookings after a long gap. It shows you don't have to plan ahead as each day whatever needs doing becomes apparent and other things happen to provide something to do, even if total crap at times.

I'm also glad to report the radiation leak story has finally been published in the Kent Messenger, so now it's in the public eye any major media can pick it up if they think it's worth it. Maybe if I said the road signs were channeling alien messages they may write about me, but more likely to be sectioned. Meanwhile the day the national post strike starts we were sent the final letter to apply (by post of course) for my grandma's will's probate after 4 month's work. That's good timing. I'm working bang in the middle of the afternoon tomorrow before dinner at my mum as per every week, so no need to think of other ideas. I do think the guidance seems to be covering more areas, the new car turned up both in minutes but was the exact one I test drove 8 years ago at that garage and said I'd buy when I could afford an older one. And 1900 miles on the clock (guaranteed) is almost unheard of. Timing and other little things are apparently falling into place as well (besides the fucking Thai restaurant featured online over a week ago closing the only day I had a friend here to make a delivery) plus of course her total lack of romantic interest in me, despite her sister claiming she's already planning a February wedding (she never told me though). Crossed wires indeed.

My personal role teaching is acting in an active and passive way, if I learn something new I tell people, and otherwise just wait for someone to raise something that requires it. My biggest coup this year came when I'd traced the source I suspected for ages of the BBC, who did announce they were no longer going to waste time offering alternative views on man made global warming in 2006 as it was beyond discussion. I will try and limit my blog swearing so not call them total fucking wankers. Oops. But they truly are or I'd never have allowed a second one out. There is a sense of freedom here though which I don't use verbally, as I never swear in front of women and strangers unless they do first as I still believe many people will find it offensive. This is more like Big Brother where you know they do it and are pretty well prepared, and if not then only have to see it once to make your decision. But words are there for a reason and those have a unique place where silly twits or horse's backsides just don't do the job. In fact the BBC have guaranteed what most accused them of for generations, they are the mouthpiece of the left of British government, and when out of power the BBC keep the flame burning regardless who is in power with their total bias.

I have tested this enough times to know it as well. I was trained to think clearly and follow through arguments before presenting them. And if I see something that is hiding in the shadows it is my duty to try and display it to others. Do you want to be robbed by Al Gore's personal scheme? Lies are not, as the bible says, obvious, or they'd never stick. Tell someone they have a big nose and if they don't is a pretty useless insult. It has to have either an element of truth or be so hard to fathom the truth is almost impossible to discover without the facts. That is what we have here, but with the internet not being policed very much the facts are there. The fact some people choose to accept the government and UN's view 'as they would never lie to us' just demonstrates their naievety and tends to be the environmental twits and younger generation who are brainwashed at school as if it's actually happening as Al Gore pretended. Lots of people call the radio understanding this perfectly, but I don't know if they make the same effort more than once like I have got to. You can't rely on someone else, or think people have heard enough as they clearly haven't or we wouldn't be stuck with Copenhagen later this year which will tax us all back to the stone age.

I have also decided whatever the teachers say there's nothing wrong with wanting a bit of personal glory in return. That's not money, I can get that in other ways, but the years of effort that went into knowing whatever I do deserves to be rewarded in some other way. You are for plenty of other public works and why the hell not? You only get (as far as I know) one go at this so may as well benefit yourself as well. If everyone could do it I wouldn't need to anyway would I?

Major achievements

After a little run of minor successes recently I've realised although these are necessary in themselves, they don't change my life and just like recharging the batteries for a few days. I need something that'll alter my life long term and those are by their nature both rare and almost impossible to achieve directly except for qualifications. With 50 looming I'm seeing the time running out to succeed in life, as most people have their love life and career sorted out by 30. Not me of course. I know which events cross this line and can't make a shopping list and then go out and do them. Most rely on other people and others may not actually exist at all despite looking for them.

Being Monday I can't help looking ahead to the week. I have one certain woman visiting in the evening with two more pencilled in the day before and after. Unless these were of my choice (no they're not) I'd far rather one per week but phases are real and here's another one. I'd still be free during the day except one but haven't actually got a clue what I will do with the last light week till March. The paperwork can wait till I can't do much beyond 4pm outdoors, so have it all saved up. But despite mopping up another old sign yesterday on the edges of Kent there's sod all left north of the river where I actually live, for obvious reasons. Tomorrow always takes care of itself when free, which is the ideal default position, but do prefer a rough idea the day before, which I don't have at the moment. Other possibilities on my system include another photo competition and magazine letter written, but the emails about road signs and the like have again returned a big fat zero, plus one for money. Fancy that.

The BBC (I only heard indirectly but should be true) finally broke a rule today and admitted the temperatures were stuck at 1998 after which they stopped rising. Of course the suggestion was even though one IPCC wonk predicted another 20 years before temperatures rose again, it was only part of the general increase. Others said the theory didn't predict any falling of temperatures and should admit defeat, but we are a step closer. I've heard every fucking argument for both sides till I could write a thesis, and like any jury both sides are very convincing till you compare them, and the warmist's total argument is based on guesswork. And for the next twat who accuses anyone of not being a scientist when they explain the holes in their argument, I'd say are juries expected to be qualified to put their peers in prison (or even have them killed by the state)? If so then why bloody well question the rest of us for judging the evidence, plus remind them the IPCC aren't scientists either. They are a bunch of successful career politicians who are meant to do the same as us but actually do as they are told by whoever pays their expenses.

Looking back I have collected a lot recently, and even though it cost me money I didn't need to spend the new car is like driving a Rolls after the last one (OK, a Volvo, I have no idea what driving a Rolls would be like) so the journeys I've made were a lot less tiring. Six more direction signs in a few weeks is pretty amazing after most junctions had been checked months ago, but realised the extra places they could be and hit the jackpot. But these are just battery charging, they run out in a few days with these minor successes and the time is well overdue for bigger and better.

More is guided?

Actual life is busy and pretty trouble free, but someone suggested maybe the damage to my car was inflicted by the schizophrenic who wants to kill me. I very much doubt it but having picked up a newer car (1900 miles on the clock) yesterday would rather not have had that idea at all. The old one went today and very happy with its replacement, which looks very similar but feels half as fast which is a true sign of quality.
I still haven't found a way to get a counter on my template at all, I suspect they don't allow them any more which would make no sense at all. I may try a new one but will be the last try if goes funny.

I'm no longer too bothered looking for more old signs after a fuzzy image of one on Sunday turned out to be three when I got there. And bloody rare ones as well. I still need a complete red triangle (ie not damaged) but a very tall order in London. In addition to finding signs the simple arrangement in life, as described in the Celestine Prophecy, seems to be working for more now. I had to get some tools from a neighbour's garage on the weekend and couldn't open the door as they were out, and was about to give up when the person next door turned up, and not only opened it but found the tools in the dark as well. And when I needed a new car found the same model I tested in 2001 new but said I couldn't afford new but would buy when older. And it was the first place I looked and only had 1900 on the clock. I expect life to work like this now as I know it can.

So I'm currently Streetviewing just in case, and have my friends from Florida (since 2002) coming for the 2nd time for a week next month. If all is guided for the best now anything could happen. It'll be about time after so long in the desert...

Political correctness, why?

Back in the late 60s there was one insult at school that summed up the whole era, spasmo. It covered just about every type of situation and was the primary insult by all the boys for some years. It could have been a combination of spastic and homo but probably just a typical fancy version of it. There were the more direct words, spastic, cretin, mongol and moron which caused the medical profession to abandon them by the neo-communists of Camden and Haringey councils, thus depriving doctors of direct words which had been used for over 100 years and replaced by clunky phrases like cerebral palsy sufferers, mentally subnormal (that didn't survive long either), and the ghastly modern educationally challenged.

Race wasn't really an issue back then, in NW London it was basically Christians vs Jews, and in about 1967 when the first black kid joined the class, Augustin Okwu from the Nigerian embassy, we were purely fascinated, and called him chocolate face (as 7 year olds) only as a description, with absolutely no malice. Intent is now irrelevant and the whole class along with their parents would be prosecuted with the children being put into care. In fact the only racism there was against the Jews, and not subtle or hidden at all but openly persecuted by the school Nazis who called us everything they did word for word. Jeremy Smith, I mean you. Nasty piece of work, and slept with his ex the night before his wedding in his 40s. They rarely change.

Political correctness is the totalitarianism of the 21st century. Saying you don't believe man can create global warming is now lumped in with denying the holocaust, except many extreme left wingers do exactly that themselves. Watch the thought police and follow what I do and totally ignore them. This does not mean insulting races maliciously, but being free to mention more crimes are committed by black people in the UK, most terrorists are muslims and other examples of stating the bleeding obvious. If the BBC could repaint black murderers in the news they would as they want no one to be certain what we all know is true exists. Simply covering the truth doesn't stop it existing, just confuses people. I'm not confused as I never stop using perfectly good words as some twat with no sense of logic tells me to. If someone says not to use a word I'll use it twice and recommend you all do as well. Anyone with equal credentials to Tiger Woods, Lewis Hamilton, or his American double President Obama will succeed whatever colour they are. Besides exclusion, which happened equally to Jews as Blacks until a few years ago, if we couldn't succeed in one area we found one where we could. We didn't give up as clubs wouldn't accept us.

I needn't say any more, just ignore what they preach at the UN and Camden alike, and use the evidence of your own eyes to distinguish wrong from right. By silencing us they have the power, and do far worse against most of the world than any of us can with words alone.

1000th post

I just spotted this would be the 1000th post since I began just over 4 years ago. I don't see many people keeping up their blogs much over a year but when I find anything I like I keep going. I'm coming up to 10 years on Funtrivia in february and see no reason to move on wherever I'm happy, but not many others seem to bother.

I have to buy a new car very quickly as mine was both damaged outside and inside, but covered by insurance. How I didn't hear it outside my house is amazing but couldn't do anything about that. The rest of the week has been wet till today so did indoors stuff and scanned all the rest of my old photos worth using to Flickr. Then I had to run around over the car today onwards plus the usual business with my grandma's estate. So no gathering dust, and someone actually noticed I hadn't been on Facebook for a few days. I may well be the owner of a new car tomorrow if it hasn't yet been sold but there was nothing wrong with the old one before it was wrecked. I can use it though but beyond reasonable repair.
When I spoke to Jesus he said what would I write for my 1000th post and I said 'What would Jesus do?' Probably preach some ghastly crap which was then distorted for 2000 years until it bore no relation to the original message was my guess, but he was more subtle and said make a list of all the people in your life since 2004 who either passed or failed your tests. So, without much chance of any of them reading this (or working out who they were if they do), here is a rough selection:

1) Every woman I know besides one I tried who told me where to get off. Thanks girls, I won't be sending any christmas cards.
2) All the people I've met online who were just the same as they were in reality. I'm jusy sorry none live less than 40 miles away (most are way beyond) so I can do it more often.
3) The conspiracy to get me out of a job. I'll never quite know why they did it but got what they wanted, at what gain though?
4) My grandma, who carried on regardless as she was 50 years earlier and suddenly stopped just short of her 100th birthday.
5) My cat Lucy who arrived by chance in 1999 and left the world at an uncertain age in 2008 after a very happy time here.
6) All the people I know online who I haven't met, but possibly will if close enough.
7) My friend who did half the work on my grandma's estate (or more) without whom we would have had to waste a lot of money on strangers we couldn't trust.
8) My father's neighbours who have helped me and showered me with gifts over the years.
9) Nick Roach, a very patient and honest teacher.
10) The c**t at the residents association who screwed up my plans and then screwed them up again.
11) All the newspaper editors who got their reporters to interview me and then didn't use the results.
12) The arsehole at the council who ignored my emails and messages.
13) The friend whose work meant I was saved the biggest financial loss of my whole life.
14) The people at Flickr who sent me locations of old signs they knew I'd never have found otherwise.
15) My new friend from Big Brother.
and finally the people who confirmed they were not just as bad as I suspected but even worse.
They wouldn't know who they were or care if they did, which was why I judged them so.

But there is a long list there and like everything in the 'real world' pretty evenly divided between one or the other. The good look down on the bad, from their higher developmental position, and although can see what they do they would never dream of doing themselves, they can do nothing to stop them no more than we can go in the past and teach the savages. They are way back on their journey and we have no way to avoid them hitting us with their primitive weapons based on greed, pride and fear. I tried teaching a few of them and got rude messages in return, but I had to check. And some I thought were better proved otherwise, and others clearly are more interested in kissing ass than doing the right thing. That's the fear element working, for the power element combined with greed. I know I'm only driven by fear, but not to stitch good people up, just to avoid danger. I had 5 years of power on a website and kept more people there while others just booted them off. Very few people needed booting off but they were happy to ruin someone's pleasure for an indiscretion or behaviour they had probably done themselves in a past existence.
So for those with their fingers on the buttons, they don't have to use them. The test is not whether you can but whether when you can you do. Anyone can be given authority but few will use it properly. That is my next article (just needs editing when it's wet again), and then have to find somewhere with more than a handful of readers to publish it. As I always say, if one person learns it's a miracle. And let's hope for many ones.

The power of entropy?

On the technical side there's good news and bad news, the bad being the counter has stopped although it was removed from the page months ago, but kept working till last month. But at least my readers haven't all given up, I just don't know how many there are now. I tried to add a new counter but suspect blogger don't like them and wasn't accepted. If anyone can use one here let me know what and I'll start a new one.

Last week was chaotic and busy, but so far have averted all disasters although haven't had the damage to the car assessed yet. My friends who went abroad in 2002 are returning for the second time since, but only to get the visa to stay there, probably permanently. The seven years was not realistic as if you make it that long the roots have already gone too deep. Just the crumbs from now on then. Besides a quick booking tomorrow the week ahead is free so far, not necessarily at the time but would like a quiet one. The weekend was literally a washout if you look at today, sport all day on TV yesterday and a quick photo trip today, plus the gym and that was it. Since randomly finding the first two direction signs on Streetview since it began in March I've been doing that most of the time when home but simply eliminated vast areas of London. It has to be done though as they vanish monthly.

Again I have to trust the system as it stands, starting tomorrow. Not a clue if not raining, I'll probably look to see a blank area on the map and see what photos can be taken there. They'll run out sooner or later but will cross that bridge when I come to it. My school year started turning 50 last month and one by one we'll be falling till next august. I'm probably the only single one and one with no children, but I never followed the crowd. Business wise I was decades ahead as came naturally but women did not. Or exams, but I just had to have enough tuition to work out what to do before I was chucked out.
The unfortunate pattern I see though says the principles of inertia and stasis must rule everything besides the exceptions. That means people always act in their own interests when you need something from them, if they help you it's usually a coincidence as it helps them as well. People may want to see you but often only when they're bored. They will scrounge favours until they are on their deathbeds, not answer direct questions, forget to do things, and all the other selfish and unreliable things most people do every day.

This extends to groups, as they contain people who misbehave in unison, from governments to management groups. Power will nearly always be abused, the worst decisions made as they are for special interests only, and basically a culture of lying even in the face of the truth. Global warming exposes the worst of everyone, the evil bastards who steal our money in the cause, and the poor sods who still believe something anyone over 5 could work out if they took half an hour to analyse it. I have been forced to forge a personal path of truth and development separate from everything else, and the best I can do for others is teach by example. I am free of anger, the rare times it does come I am aware and know it can be taken or left. I stopped being affected by the end of relationships nearly 40 years ago for survival. If I can everyone can. And many more. Entropy is the trend of matter to destruction. If you leave anything long enough it decays. Some people learn not to behave badly but the ones I've tested recently failed every go.

So I expect nothing better, any more is a bonus but the woman last week was a leopard with spots like poor Steven Hendry's. There are a handful of good people I know and trust, but they are not politicians, my bosses, and rarely those who can pull strings in any of my projects. So I go it alone and each time the vast majority simply let me down, as although most would suffer little to help it's not in their repertoire to do so.

Naming and shaming, The South London Press, Dulwich Times (or whatever they call it), The Sun, Harrow Observer and Channel 4 on the media front so far, a whole website, the woman last week, her sister, both major parties in the UK (punish the sick? David Cameron should be struck down with a selection himself and then he'd understand), Barnet council (twice), a resident's association within it, Harrow School, Transport for London (half marks, they tried to help but my cat could have done a better job, even from the grave), Brent council, Hackney council, Southwark council, Spelthorne council highways department, and many more I can't think of at 3am.
There are flowers as well, such as Hertfordshire highways, but that is a different entry. And I'll never expect better now, the chances any of these guys getting you what you want are like throwing five sixes in poker dice.

Evolution

One of the busiest weeks for years. When you had chronic fatigue for 2 years being able to spend an evening in the pub is like climbing Everest would be for most people, so I am pleased I have managed it. It has been a complete spread of best and worst, with finding another well-hidden road sign, taking out a woman who's rejected me all but once over 14 years but went back for more, and had my car possibly wrecked by a hit and run.

My task now is to understand how the worst fits with the best, as with a spiritual view it's all part of the whole. It can't be guided for a few days and then stop, it has to either be all or nothing and I can't dismiss the guidance that's already imposed itself until I couldn't pretend it wasn't real. I have to look for the meaning in the bad, and step one is to see what it stopped me doing instead. I will see.
I'd also described how I'd tested a few people who let me down to see if they were usually like that or just strayed, and sadly they all failed my test. When a person turns bad you wonder if they were always like that and you were wrong or vice versa. Unfortunately these showed they were even worse than that and are now well fucked off. In power I always try and retrieve souls and they kill their competition. When lions kill the cubs fathered than others it makes me think many humans are really no better, they keep within the law and just do it technically. Not dead but may as well be. They won't learn from me and possibly at all, but development is about taking each wrinkle and ironing it out until they are all gone. Buddhism does this the best, but don't need to be one to use the teaching as I have.

My own evolution is growing as I have my assigned role now I am happy with, and when you can defend your position from doubters you affirm it is correct. I wanted to teach but as on the personal search for enlightenment didn't think anyone who isn't enlightened had the right to, but then I realised there is a lot more to teach to many more people who do need it. If I see one thorough sod who reforms thanks to my words that alone will grant me sainthood. Winning a figurative soul from the devil is the parable of the lost sheep, as every single one matters. The ones I just described are over the cliff though so out of my reach. I'd love to save more but know it's one of the hardest things on earth to claim an unwilling soul, the willing ones are over the line already when they ask for help.

Luckily vulgarity and humour are no stranger to teaching, humour is probably the highest energy below sex, and swearing is a way to get attention when used sparingly. It was not invented to be abolished like a disease, but you can have too much of everything when overused. And there are situations where anything less than a fucking bastard would be like calling AIDS a darn nuisance. Everything in its place. I was very pleased to see a dogshit story on Funtrivia as my sense of survival stopped me repeating the childhood stories post there. But shit is memorable and kids share a fascination with its occasional accidental release worldwide. Like motor racing accidents, no two are the same, so no two school stories about crapping in the classroom can ever become jaded as the varieties are infinite. Tony wiping it on the wall followed by Gary vainly attempting to deny the smell following him around for most of the day. Ten years later I saw him at a disco and it was 'Gary who shit in his pants'. Forty years later I saw him on Facebook, and wonder if he still remembers it as I still do. And yes, it happened to me as well so take as well as I give.

At least I continue to learn even if many I come across appear not to. Maybe the comfort of a wife and family does distract people from spiritual development as if everything's OK why think of more? That's the reason for monks and renunciates, but if you're on the path it won't then stop for anything that comes afterwards. If I was married I'd be talking about it even if she wasn't interested in it. I know plenty of couples like that. Thank goodness the internet now gives me the audience I'd never have had otherwise, even if the feedback seems to have dried up in the last few months. But I'm not embarrassed to state my role now as I am aware of it.