My Take On September 11, 2001 as of January 13, 2011

Thank you to my friends AH and JM for guiding me to this writing. Here goes.

Since I began reading into 9/11, I have never been all out confident with what I've thought about. The fact that it is such a hugely polarized issue makes me weak in the knees talking about it at all. I have rarely felt a deep confidence on this issue.

For me, the kicker with 9/11 is not the conspiracy theories. It’s not about the theories. It’s not the evidence either. I’m not an architectural engineer or a pilot, so the details that speak to experts in these fields elude me. But what I am good at is asking questions. It’s the insufficiently answered and unanswered questions (that I can simply ask myself) about 9/11 that never cease to rattle me, and with an event of this magnitude, that seems unbelievable to me, but there it is.

There is ample evidence on both sides of the coin on this issue now. By both sides of the coin, I am referring to whether the official story is true, or whether it is not. So there’s tons of evidence to support either side of this. It’s not about the evidence.

It’s about discernment, and the method of that discernment. Since there is evidence on both sides, it comes down to a matter of – how do we discern which evidence is valid, and/or even makes sense, and which is/does not? And, for me, at this time, and for the past several years, I have discerned that the official story is not true.

The reason I have discerned that the official story is not true is because, when evidence on both sides is examined, the side that would purport that the official story is true has a number of holes in it to the tune of a degree that, again, leaves me endlessly rattled. So does the side that purports that the official story is not true. There are many, many holes in the conspiracy theories out there. But the problem is that the side that purports the official story to be true is the mainstream side, the largely scientific, political, and socio-economical side that has been used to justify a war that has gone on for a decade now, and I ask myself – how is it possible that this side, with its budgets, supporters, politics and method, contain such a number of holes in what it is affirming if it is, indeed, actually telling the truth?

I wonder – how can I, David Ward Mitchell, break down these questions in such a way that I know, for my own self, leaves so many holes in the official story that I have to ACTUALLY WONDER if it is not true? I don’t WANT to wonder if it isn’t true. But I have to. To not do so would be inauthentic on my part. I can’t do that.

To put it in perspective, allow me to adopt my hat as the Agatha Christie detective Hercule Poirot (just for fun). Here I go.

Scene 1

In the official story, it has been brought forth that jet fuel ignited from the airplanes in the first two towers was sufficiently hot enough to melt the steel structures of these towers. Without the heat required from the jet fuel, the heat that was present would not have been hot enough to melt the steel and thus collapse the buildings. Wonderful. I’m no chemist nor structural engineer. I will take this as truth.

Scene 2

Building 7, the third building to collapse on that day, was, according to the official story, brought down by falling debris from the first two buildings which ignited fires on several floors which ran for many hours and, eventually, brought down the steel structure of Building 7. Wonderful. Again, I am no chemist nor structural engineer. I will take this as truth.

Scene 3

This is where I have to ask a question. If jet fuel is apparently required to heat steel enough to collapse a building in the manner of the first two towers, but there was no jet fuel present in Building 7, why are we going down another line of reason, absent of this apparently crucial element, to explain why Building 7 collapsed?

Scene 4

For me, the three pictures I’ve put forth above revolve around the reasoning itself. I’m asking why this reasoning is being used. When people began to look into detail about how the first two towers collapsed, answers appeared that were very straight forward – jet fuel is hot enough to melt steel. When this is brought over to Building 7, it is absent and replaced with an alternate reason, that is not at all straight forward. Jet fuel was absent – it must be something else. But that something else, to me, is questionable and has not been sufficiently responded to from the official outlets.

Scene 5

So I must ask another question. How is it possible, that an institution that includes the government, media, architects and engineers, scientists, and a whole conglomerate of intelligent and reasonable people, come up with “that” (prolonged fires in the absence of steel-melting heated jet fuel) as the explanation for why Building 7 collapsed?

Final Scene

I’ll take a page out of the book of the skeptics – The principle of parsimony (or simplicity), better known as “Occam’s Razor”. Occam’s Razor recommends that:

“Plurality should not be posited without necessity.”

“If you have two theories that both explain the observed facts, then you should use the simplest until more evidence comes along.”

“The simplest explanation for some phenomenon is more likely to be accurate than more complicated explanations.”

“If you have two equally likely solutions to a problem, choose the simplest.”

“The explanation requiring the fewest assumptions is most likely to be correct.”

Theory 1 (Official Story) – Falling debris, which came from another building already on fire, landed on several floors of Building 7, causing it to catch fire, which ran for several hours, and eventually collapsed it in a manner that is visually similar to a demolition, for the first time of such an event in recorded history.

Theory 2 (Conspiracy Theory) – Building 7 was brought down by demolition.

This doesn’t mean that the simpler theory here is necessarily better or true. But I’m willing to dive further into it if need be.

Done

My question to everyone who believes in the authenticity of the official story of 9/11 is – how far can we, observers of this event and discerners of the evidence, given our faculties of intelligence and knowledge, reasonably stretch our line of reasoning to explain this story in favor of the truth of the official story?

For my own self, I cannot stretch my reasoning to that extent. I can’t do it. To do so, for me, would be inauthentic. And this line regarding Building 7 is just the tip of the iceberg. I won’t go anywhere else on this. My point has been made. Whether I am correct or not matters to me and me alone. I know I am not 100% confident but I have thought about it enough to say what I’ve said above. I also have to really wonder why there are so many people on the side of the fence that believe that the official story is false. I don’t believe they are all just conspiracy nuts, or depressed people looking for an outlet, or somebody with a dishonest agenda, especially when I apply my method of discernment as I have.

Closing

What I think makes 9/11 such a difficult subject in trying to discern the truth is the implications that are represented. If the official story is indeed false, what does this mean? What are we doing? If all of the people and the institutions that have insisted and stood by the side that the official story is true, and it isn’t, what does that mean for them?

To me, one of the major reasons that we have not been able to come to an agreement on this is because the implications of the potential falsehood of the official story are so massive, so colossal to the mind, a lie of a depth that involved the deaths of thousands of people and a decade-long multi-multi billion dollar war, that to accept the official story as false is to potentially swallow a very large and nastily-tasting pill that, really, I don’t blame anyone for wanting to avoid.

If the official story is actually true, then there are a lot of people wasting their time and energy, and they should stop and move on, myself included. We should realize that our method of discernment has led us astray, that there is no lie here, to release any of our paranoia, and find a way to better ourselves, especially in taking in information and using it to try and find and establish truth both within and without.

That’s my take on 9/11. Thank you.

~D

A Page of The Shift

I’ve been noticing a synchronicity of late, and it has to do with a way of applying economics. This synchronicity has been a fascinating personal experience. It’s interesting that we have reached a point in our world where austerity is becoming fashionable in the midst of our personal, national, and global debt issues. However, there is an abundance appearing that nobody should miss.

The synchronicity began with a quote that I saw from George Bernard Shaw – "If you have an apple and I have an apple and we exchange these apples then you and I will still each have one apple. But if you have an idea and I have an idea and we exchange these ideas, then each of us will have two ideas."

Other sightings of this idea began to appear to me rapidly, on Facebook, in conversation in various forms, and in my daydreaming. I take synchronicities fairly seriously, as I have been led to some powerful answers in my life as a result of them. With that in mind, I believe the shift in our world that appears to be in play here at this time will, very likely, include the following – we are moving from a society based around scarcity in the material to a society based around the abundance of the idea, and more importantly, shared ideas, because we live in a shared world.

There is no boundary of scarcity with the substance of an idea. Computers are beginning to mimic this. Twenty years ago, a quarter bought me a ten minute session with Pac Man. Today, a quarter buys me a one hour online poker tournament with eight other anonymous players from around the world. Got Exponential?

I don’t think anyone could deny that our collective knowledge has increased ten zillion-fold in the last millennium. What are we gonna do with it all?

A few nights, we got to watch a lunar eclipse on the winter solstice, the first time this has happened in ~400 years. I’m no astrologer, but that seems pretty rare, and in exponential times like these, nothing of that magnitude goes unnoticed to the mind’s eye.

In line with the synchronicity mentioned above is my exposure to the phenomenon of extra-terrestrials – an idea, free of charge. What is interesting here is that it has become fashionable to accept the probability of life out there, given the endless supply of stars that we see. However, take the leap to accept the ACTUALITY of ETs, and you depart into insanity, as far as society seems concerned at present. We just can’t quite believe in it yet, because we haven’t really seen it yet, have we?

Here’s a free idea, from me to you. It won’t be long, now, until that actuality can no longer be avoided. The core challenge that I believe we will soon be facing with this is not accepting the existence of life out in the universe. It will be in how we respond to this life and how we have tempered our own selves in preparation for this change that, to me, seems inevitable, and very soon.

I’ve heard people say that ETs would never come here because we’re such a barbaric, violent species. But it seems to me that we’ve improved on that front, despite the current spin we see in the media. In fact, I would imagine that there are a whole lot of us here on planet Earth now that are quite peaceful and accepting. Are we becoming peaceful enough to attract ETs to our presence?

Although I am especially interested in it, I would observe that there have been many references and conversations pointing towards extra-terrestrials this year alone. Here’s a list:

I watched a five-part documentary two weeks ago called Ancient Aliens that premiered just this last April.

I’ve also tuned into the new T.V. show The Event, where humanoid extraterrestrials have managed to integrate, albeit awkwardly, into human society.

A movie came out recently called Monsters where extraterrestrial “monsters” invade the northern half of Mexico and terrorize society.

A documentary called The Day Before Disclosure came out this year that questioned when, not if, public disclosure of ETs would occur.

The news reported a couple of months ago that a group of military officials had come forward with confirming testimony with respect to the military’s knowledge of UFOs.

Chinese airports were shut down numerous times this year because of UFOs that, to date, have not been identified.

Numerous other independent clips, movies, and good old conversations have cropped up of late. If it’s all hype and nonsense, it sure makes for good fun. But intuitively, I feel that there is more to it than this.

When you begin to see the same idea stated in different places at different times by different people, can you not help but wonder what that adds up to? I’ve come across so many independent sources discussing extra-terrestrials that I already accept this as a reality. But I also accept that we’re just not there yet publicly.

Here’s another free idea. I believe we’re going to soon learn how badly we have been lied to, and by whom, and why. I have observed the possibility that it will be difficult to accept just how much inception has taken place in our minds and how much our hearts have been blocked.

However, I believe we’ll be okay, each and everyone of us, in our own way, whatever way that is. The human spirit is magnificent and together we are unstoppable, and unconquerable. But, lastly, I believe we have to open ourselves up to the entirety of what is blocking us from the full truth of who we are and why we are here. Only then can we create the world we actually want to create, rather than the one we’re told we have to accept.

The Day Before Disclosure

I recently saw this movie - The Day Before Disclosure - which my friend linked to me online. It can be found here, is about an hour and a half, and is intriguing, especially if you are interested in the extra-terrestrial mystery that continues in our world: http://www.thedaybeforedisclosure.com/?ref=nf


For the last three years, I have investigated and studied the ET mystery, its cover-up, the different stories and agendas, mostly on the Internet and in books. I've spoken with many people about this. Discussion ranges from total belief in aliens from other worlds to complete dismissal of any concept that cannot be scientifically tested, which apparently would include the ET mystery. One thing stands out - there's a lot of talk about this right now.

The mainstream media has budged this year on the ET subject. Whether there is any truth to any of what has been discussed remains to be properly validated. Skepticism remains, yet the shell has cracked that ~something~ is going on, just by the mere presence of so many stories coming from different circles. Remember, this is the mainstream media here.

In the last few months alone, I have caught wind of the following stories from the mainstream media and television alone:


1) Mazlan Othman, an astrophysicist from Malaysia, was appointed, by the United Nations, to the seat of Space Ambassador for relations with extraterrestrials if and when they appear. This entire story has since been denied as a prank.

2) On September 27, 2010, organized by UFO researcher Robert Hastings, several former military Airforce officials in the U.S. have come forward in open testimony verifying that UFOs have been sighted at nuclear missile sites over the past several decades, and have reportedly deactivated the missiles at these sites.

3) Vatican Astronomer Guy Consolmagno is reported to have released a statement that he would be pleased to baptize an extraterrestrial, and that aliens likely have souls, opening the door of the Vatican's interest in even acknowledging and legitimizing the concept of ETs.

4) A recent T.V. show called The Event that is now coming up to its fourth episode centers around the concept that ETs have come and been living on Earth for the past several decades, that they resemble us almost identically in appearance, and that they have been waiting for their time to reveal the truth of why they are here.

5) Stanton Freedman, a physicist in the U.K., is reported have referred to the UFO cover-up as a "cosmic watergate" for our time, perpetrated by high-ranking officials around the world, primarily in the military,

6) It has been reported that "Two months ago, the National Archives of England released UFO-related documents, including some that revealed how former Prime Minister Winston Churchill reportedly covered up wartime accounts of UFO sightings because he feared they might create a panic among the population." http://www.aolnews.com/weird-news/article/astronomers-worldwide-forge-new-rules-for-et-engagement/19663059

7) It has been reported that Steven Vogt, UC professor of astronomy and astrophysics, has been quoted in discussion about a planet in the solar system Gliese 581G, 20 light years away. He said, "Personally, given the ubiquity and propensity of life to flourish wherever it can, I would say that the chances for life on this planet are 100%. I have almost no doubt about it."


All of the above has been reported in the MAINSTREAM MEDIA. I can't ever remember a time when the media had so many stories that even discussed UFO and ET phenomena.


If you would like a summary of a bunch of these stories and more, and the case that disclosure for UFOs is reaching "critical mass", check out the video by Ghost32, found here: http://www.disclose.tv/action/viewvideo/56998/ET__amp__UFO_Disclosure_Is_Approaching_Critical_Mass/



I would like to leave this article with my lasting point. Here it goes.

This needs to be revealed beyond media and the Internet. Until it is visible and obvious and ~out there~ and not on computer screens, on camera clips and youtube videos, all of this, as far as I can tell, is conjecture.

Even if all of this is true, or at least points towards the truth, it must move beyond digital media and mere eye-witness testimony to break through the barrier that has kept the lid on this. It doesn't matter how many news stories leak or how many pictures and videos pop up.

The paradigm can only truly shift when the truth about any of this is validated in the reality at hand. This hasn't happened yet, as far as I'm concerned. Skepticism lives on, and it must, because there are too many questions that have not been addressed by the institutions and the people that need to, in order to validate what is really happening.


The truth must be validated by the reality that we are living. Where is it? Where is Barack Obama and company on this? What do the folk at the United Nations have to say about any of this since they denied the story about Ms. Othman? Why aren't there ETs revealing, in full, their existence to us all?

The Dreams We Have and The Stories We Tell, with John Lennon

This a short story I wrote from a dream I had the other night. Enjoy!

~

One of my names was John Lennon. I died awhile ago. I’m in the afterlife. The afterlife is good! Reality leaves a lot to the imagination.

So I’m on some street here in the afterlife and there’s this drug dealer who died his last time by falling on a bunch of broken glass during a heist. He deals bad experiences, harsh ones, ones he should have learned by now not to share, ones you think you’re getting into but you’re not and he’s tricked you and he loves it. I’ve met him a few times, not a very nice guy. In fact, he’s hurt a lot of people and mostly for himself, well…he thinks he’s gaining from it, but I’m sure he’s just fooling himself and getting off on power trips and that. Then he gets violent, war-like. He’s made a lot of enemies and a lot of people have had to forgive him. But he keeps on doing this and now I’m going to have to help a brother out and give him the business. Not that business, I’m not mean like that. You’ll see.

We had agreed to meet up. When I told him I used to be John Lennon he was as good as hooked and wanted to hear all my stories and artwork, just for kicks I guess. He has a sort of living-celebrity fetish. He might even want to have his way with me. Not smart. On street side, I stroll up to him to greet, smile, and ask, “How are you now sir?”

“Things are fine, you?”

“Same old, same old. Ready for some fun soon?”

“Oh yeah, always am!”

Then the cop shows up. Well, he thinks he’s a cop. He must have died like that in his house fire. He’s got his uniform on and he even drives some crazy looking thing that has sirens on it. I shit you not, he has sirens on the thing he drives. That’s taking it all pretty seriously where we’re at now, and a lot of us think it’s unnecessary. He doesn’t make any positive use of it, which is why I’m meeting up with him as well. Anyway, he rolls up, tips his hat to us, gives a wink to my hooded friend, turns to me and says, “Ready to go?”

“Let’s do it.”

We hop in, I ride shotgun, dumbass in the backseat, dumbass driving. I should have mentioned. This cop, he’s got some bad intentions, too. In fact, I’ve seen both of these fine gentlemen working together to have their way at others’ expense. They’ve hurt, and they don’t seem to care, and it’s getting worse. How are we supposed to interact and share and love with these bozos doing this? They just won’t wake up, it’s sad. But I love them just the same and I need to show them that sometimes love can be tough.

We ride for a bit, crack some jokes, I make sure to be good and friendly (I’m even wearing my glasses to fit the part), impress them with my tales of life, and shut my yap when we reach the apartment.

I have an apartment. George and I built it a little while ago. It’s twenty stories and we live on the thirteenth. Yes, we have a thirteenth story and yes I remember a lot of buildings that skipped on that, no thirteenth floor.

We float on up through the balcony and step inside. That’s when I look back down for a second to make sure that the crowd’s gathering. They are. Thousands. Wow, these two really pissed off a lot of people.

When we get inside, George is sitting there on the couch, along with a couple of old friends. The cop and the dealer shake hands with everybody and take their seats.

“So, hey, when are we gonna start?”

“Right now!”

I take off my glasses and blow into them and watch each piece shatter into little particles and smack those two. Each one of them gets it right in the face. It sends them flying to the floor, and I think it freaks them out a bit. They’re nicely dazed so we drag them towards the couch while George takes his finger and sets fire to the walls and the door.

With the flames all around and the crowd outside, George and I give each other the nod and wake up our two dopey friends. Their eyes are glazing over but I finally get their attention. They’re sitting there speechless and I’m laughing my ass off, I can’t help it.

The crowd starts to sing, and our whole suite is on fire and the walls are crashing down and I’m laughing so hard at these two in front of me. I’m trying to be nice about it, but this is the part that I have to stretch it so they can actually listen, because I get the idea that neither one of them does much listening lately.

I stare at each one back and forth, and I sing it loud and like I used to, “All we are saying, is give peace a chance…”

George and the crowd echo behind me. Their eyes fade out all confusedly so I sound it again and still nothing. So I grab them both by the scruff of their shirts real tight and lean in close so they can hear me this time. I look them each in the eye while my hair is catching fire and the place is going down. I lean in real close and sing at the top of my fucking lungs:

“All we are saying…is GIVE PEACE A CHANCE!”
“All we are saying…is GIVE PEACE A CHANCE!”
“All we are saying…is GIVE PEACE A CHANCE!”
“All we are saying…is GIVE PEACE A CHANCE!”
“All we are saying…is GIVE PEACE A CHANCE!”

I see the number 42

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Seeing the number 42 has been a strange occurrence for me because it’s something that I simply cannot explain, and I find it often where my attention goes. For over two years now, I have been confronted with seeing this number in enough places and often enough to at least question it. The very fact that I have seen it enough to question it bugs me, because there is no conclusive answer for why it is happening, but it is. It just is! There is no other number that has made such an impression on me to even bother looking into it. Sometimes I feel like a complete idiot for even mentioning it. Some of the looks that I get from people prompt me to question my own sanity.

When I wake up in the morning without an alarm, I will frequently, at least it seems to me to be frequently, wake up at the 42nd minute of whatever hour it is. This has happened in succession, three or four days in a row, multiple times. I have woken up in the middle of the night for no reason that I can see, looked at the clock, and it will be on the 42nd minute. I’ve hung up my cell phone on countless occasions to see that the conversation lasted 42 seconds, or however many minutes and 42 seconds. I’ve had my head down staring at the sidewalk walking down the street for a solid 10 minutes, hear a car buzz by, look up for an instant, and the license plate will have the numbers 442, or 422, or 142. This has happened so many times that it has made me laugh out loud right on the street.

Once, I went to a local grocery store and bought a single banana. You can guess how much it cost. At my job, in a single day, within an hour, I saw two customer key names that included both the name Dave and the number 42 on one and 420 on the other. I’ve bought seemingly numerous sky train tickets to see that the expiry time is on the minute. Recently, I saw a show on television (and I very rarely watch television) on the national geographic channel (channel 42 where I live) that was called “42 ways to kill Hitler”. I have friends that can attest to the hilarity of seeing the number as well.

I’ve shared it with a lot of people in my life and have gotten different feedback about it. Many people have put in the effort to find a reason for it. I have also done this myself. These reasons have a broad range. Some have said that there is no meaning to it, that it is just my experience. Others have told me that I actually want to see it, and so I do. I know for my own self that I did not have the desire to spark a relationship with a number, and in fact 42, wherever it appears, has never been of any significance in my life or in my day to day observations until this all started roughly two years ago. I have heard, and have considered, that I’m partially insane and that there is nothing more present than my noticing the coincidence. Some people simply don’t believe me. Maybe 42 has always been as present as when I started noticing it. Maybe it hasn’t. I just know that I have made the observation of its frequency. Maybe it has nothing to do with the number itself, but rather with me. I have taken that into account, but still have no conclusive answer as to why.

Some have made the suggestion that I focus on another number and then I will start seeing that number. What those who make these suggestions don’t understand is that I placed absolutely no focus in being initially confronted with 42, so why would I make any effort to look for another number to somehow disprove any significance of 42? I have never made any conscious, active effort to seek out and focus on a number in my life. What bugs me the most is the division of understanding between those are eager to find a (usually dismissive) answer and the mere fact that there is a mystery here that I know exists but cannot explain or convey to those most skeptical of any sort of unexplainable observed mystery that cannot be verified by any amount of evidence. The only evidence I can give you is that I see it. A lot. Enough to bug me. Enough to ask why it’s happening. Believe me, or don’t.

I’ve also had discussion that there is something about the number there for me specifically, a sign of sorts, and that 42 somehow has a meaning other than to act as a mere composite integer, and that it has made an appearance in many places of significance. On Doreen Virtue’s website “Number Sequences From the Angels”, seeing 4’s and 2’s has significance (you can find the site at: http://spiritlibrary.com/doreen-virtue/number-sequences-from-the-angels). In the comic science fiction series The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy (which I have never seen, but have been told about), the number 42 is the “ultimate” answer to the ultimate question of life, the universe, and everything. Unfortunately, the question is still unknown. If I type in a search on Google, with quotes as specific as “significance of the number 42”, I get 17,000 results. There are reportedly 42 energy points on the human body, divided up into the 7 chakras with 6 energy points on each.

At the end of the movie Abyss, there is an ongoing scene that includes people and ships and an alien-looking craft in the middle of the ocean. In one part of the scene, on the side of one of the ships, is the number 42, with no other writing or numbers throughout the entire scene or in that shot. My friends and I watched this movie over a year ago because we had seen every other movie that we had, but we had not yet watched Abyss. When I saw the number on the side of the ship, I had to pause and point out the ridiculousness of it. Perhaps it was completely meaningless. Perhaps not.

I’ll leave this entry with the following, and this is especially for you skeptical folk out there who think you know a lot. I know, for my own self, that I have observed the presence of the number 42 to an extent that it has made me question why I see it as often as I do and often when I am specifically looking for a number, such as when I’m looking for the time, or a price, and so on. I am verifying for you, in this entry, that this is a mystery, and that I am not alone in acknowledging the existence of this mystery. Why I’m seeing it like this, I do not know. What significance it has for me or in general, or for anybody else who may be having a similar experience, I cannot answer. All I can verify for my own self is that I have observed it sufficiently to question it.

It may be the most mundane observation without any significance whatsoever, but it has been part of my experience of being alive, and as much as I would like to know why, the answer is elusive, and yet I cannot dismiss, reduce, or otherwise explain away its presence. The only thing I know for sure is that it has appeared enough for me to ask why. That’s it. I cannot attribute seeing 42 to anything conclusive. I’ve guessed at why. I’ve come up with reasons that I cannot support. But there it is. It’s happening. It is a mystery, and it is a mystery that is occurring as far as I can see it, and to date, no suggestion or conclusion has been definite enough for me to verify any significance or insignificance. It’s just there, and it keeps happening, so there you go - 42!

Can you see that something is missing?

In the last three years, I have watched numerous people in my personal life transform their perspectives with respect to the world around them. These people have opened up, shared new thoughts and ideas, and have grown in ways that seem to defy time. Most importantly, they have embraced a greater sense of love and trust.

One of the aspects of this ongoing awakening is the perspective that, on a global, societal level, something is missing. There is “some thing” going on that doesn’t make sense. In discussion, many of us have agreed, for example, that September 11, 2001, was not what we have all been led to believe that it is. I now know more people that see this than don’t. More of my friends think that something was missing, or even wrong, with that entire event and what we have learned from it as a society, than people who believe that nothing is amiss there. As more people come together and agree that something is missing, the less insane I feel for thinking and speaking the same vibe.

I can confidently say, and having the backing of many friends and family, that we are collectively poised to reveal that something is missing. The debate is no longer whether events like 9/11 were crooked and that the actions following have been built on nothing more than a devious and murderous lie. That is a given now. If you cannot see that something is fishy with respect to events like 9/11, you are on the outskirts of a growing perspective that is building a powerful force, and it’s not going to stop. Information is moving faster than ever, and truth draws out true power, which ultimately lies in all of us, together. That force is based in something greater than the old values and interests that have been operating throughout the last several generations.

As our combined perspective grows, and we cast our net across each other’s on the foundation of truth and love, that which is based in neither is brought to light immediately. This is what I believe is happening right now, and will continue for the next several months. As this grows, like a balloon, eventually it will fill up with enough truth that it will pop, and it will simply be undeniable that, looking back on all of this, something was missing.

What that something is that is presently missing, we cannot prove. Where it came from, we just don’t know. But we can all feel this, can’t we? We can feel that there is something just not quite right with the whole way of our being on planet Earth. I’ve always been perplexed by the continuation of the problems we face as a species. We’re simultaneously indoctrinated into the idea that we’re the most brilliant, advanced, thinking species on the Earth. And then our actions seem to reveal the opposite. But in that opposite, something is missing, and it isn’t just the way we “do things”. In the end, we’re going to learn some amazing lessons, and I believe we will march into the future all the better for it, and hopefully, treat our world, and each other, better as well.

But right now, in the meantime…Can you see that something is missing?

Show Me The Money!!!

One of the most astounding ironies I’ve learned in living in the land of the free is the relationship between money and education. Why is this ironic? Because there really is no relationship, and I think that is bizarre. I’ll put the two side by side in the fashion I like. Here goes.

Money: We use it every single day of our lives. It “makes the world go round”. It is the driving force behind arguably every decision to do with government, business, and household finance, and, to no exclusion, education. Money, and what it represents, has been the material glue to our expanding global culture. In its more modern form, money has played a role in every single person’s life in the entire world. There it is, it’s that simple.

Public Education: Not a single course about money. Math class taught the principles of counting money, but there was, and is, not one course in the public education system (in Canada or the U.S., as far as I know) that directs students to understanding how money works, where it comes from, its history, and its emphasis throughout our lives. Its importance is assumed, and that’s it.

So my question to you is - What do you think about a system that has built itself on the foundation of raising, educating, and informing our youth and helping them learn the skills they need to succeed in tomorrow’s world, while leaving absent an entire field of study about a subject that affects every single person throughout the entire world every day of our lives?

The next question to ponder is – why is this set up in place?

What is the purpose of pursuing an education system that excludes a field of study that involves a subject that includes everybody?

Our Dirty Little Human Family Secret – September 11, 2001

“That we may have actually, collectively, together, all of us, made a mistake in judgment that cost thousands of lives, hundreds of billions of dollars, and nine years of internationally invasive behavior is just too colossal to even talk about on an adult level now.”


There is a debate brewing, but we seem mostly concerned with sweeping the subject of this debate under the carpet. Problem is that it is bubbling loudly now, especially on the Internet. All one has to do is type a few words into Google to see how many results come up.

So we’re all playing a little game of pretend, and have been for at least nine years that I can see. The problem that we are facing together with events like September 11, 2001, is that it has showcased to all of us that there actually is something very wrong here, something missing about the way our Earthly endeavor is moving forward, but we cannot collectively accept it. We just cannot seem to break that barrier, and this is a conflict that has maintained its energy for a reason. As soon as I mention 9/11 in any way shape or form, people walk away. People stop reading. Those out there who would point the finger and yell “conspiracy theorist” do not understand the nature of the bulge in the carpet of our global living room, nor does there seem to be any willingness to just have an open discussion about it. The door is shut, father hath spoken. And a whole lot of people are sitting on the other side of the room yelling back “wake up!” The response comes back “stop being so negative”, followed by “wake up!” again. I’m tired of the arguing, whatever it’s about. Let’s talk about this in an open, accepting way that behooves us to listen and give feedback, because clearly, there is something to talk about, or we wouldn’t be here, and I wouldn’t have written this.

It’s not the facts about the 9/11 conspiracy theories that disturb me. What is disturbing is the ongoing unwillingness, the resilience, from those allergic to any idea to do with conspiracies to even talk about any of it in adult fashion. The discussion is closed. This matter is final.

Like our financial woes and our environmental woes and all the other woes that we are all woeing about in this guilt-ridden year we’ve walked into, we are living in a global society of denial. Here we are, trying to pull together solutions, praying and hoping for peace on Earth while weapons development pulls in billions, and here is this magnificent bulge in the carpet that has become so obvious, so troubling, and so threatening to the unsustainable way we are living our lives, that we’re busy trying to put out unusually long-burning fires that aren’t even really there. Why are we doing this? We are a dysfunctional family, and the fact that we cannot admit that is even more telling. We’re blaming (and bombing) minds thousands of miles away, when it’s becoming ever more clear, to me at least, that it is none other than the minds within ourselves that we may have to look at a little more closely.

I’m not going to point the finger and cry conspiracy about 9/11. But I have to ask why there are so many people that are calling this out, and why there is such a massive resistance to listening to it at all. In conversation, it’s not that people question these theorists on what they are talking about regarding 9/11. There is a presence, even from some of the most intelligent people I’ve met, of relentless hostility to the very idea of even discussing the possibility that what we think happened was a lie. It’s not just that there is a war about factual information, and that the side that accepts the official account has built its case. There is a relentless hostility to the simple act of asking questions about this event. Conspiracy freaks! Morons! I’ve seen some big-time name-calling when it comes to all of this, as if that is going to strengthen the resistance to seeing the elephant in the living room. I’ve even read denouncing sentiment related to the popularity of these 9/11 inside-job theories. It’s a popularity contest now! Forget discussion. Start accusing. Start name-calling. That is a trademark of denial if ever there was one. And we’re doing it together now. Happy together!

This hostility reflects our society-wide inability to look both within ourselves for the truth, and without, for all deception begins with self-deception, and until we can see this and observe it and discuss it, we remain a conflicted, dysfunctional human family, unable to admit that one big one may have slipped us by, that we may have been actually fooled, that we are not quite as integillent as we thought we were, that we might have been just a little too naïve and distracted and unaware to see the truth for what it really was. That we may have actually, collectively, together, all of us, made a mistake in judgment that cost thousands of lives, hundreds of billions of dollars, and nine years of internationally invasive behavior is just too colossal to even talk about on an adult level now. We’re a drunken family. Too innocent (yeah right) to look further. Too busy to pay attention. Too happy to care. And we are, and have been, bombing minds as a consequence of our inability to look within ourselves and come together on the truth that enhances our real strengths and enlightens our spirits. In trying to be adult about this conflict, I’m a little frightened by the resistance to the mere discussion of said conflict. To me that spells trademark dysfunction, mystification, and dishonesty. What about you?

This conflict in judgment has become so telling that one of the buildings that fell that day apparently, publicly, knowingly, officially, governmentally, media-ly, didn’t happen! And in our silence of the issue we are complicit in this double-think. No third building came down in New York that horrible day; we have always been at war with Eurasia. I don’t need to be any kind of a conspiracy theorist to ask why we are told that there are five lights in the room when, clearly, there are only four; why we have been told (repeatedly) that two buildings collapsed that day when, clearly, there were actually three (unless you’re going to try and convince me and a whole lot of other people that our eyes are out of focus and we’re not seeing properly). Am I a conspiracy theorist because I’ve learned something and you haven’t?

I know three buildings collapsed that day. Does that make me a conspiracy theorist right there? Just for knowing that? Should I start questioning my own sanity because I’ve been repeatedly told that there were, in “fact”, and in the official account, only two? Are my eyes and memory playing tricks on me, and have been for nine years? Really? Is it me that’s playing head games with you, Mr. Green? Shit, if I type “building 7” into Google right now, all top ten results show something that, officially, never even happened. In fact, some of results are articles claiming to debunk this event…that never officially happened! How hilarious is that? How can that not be questionable? But enough about observations.

So we’re all merrily playing pretend here, and we know we are playing pretend, that’s the hilarious bit. We’re a family that has a dirty little secret. One of the older kids wanted to have his way and so he hurt us, but we’re not going to talk about that because he’s a big, mean bully, packing weaponry, and we don’t believe that we’re strong enough to stand up to him. In fact, he’s threatened us sufficiently that, despite our looking about here and there, we’ve managed to believe that there is no him. We quietly hear the voice reminding us that we’re just consumers with jobs, not human beings with spirit. But there he is, he’s lying to us, and because of this and because we bought it out of fear, and that we maintain our judgment that we’re not actually afraid and that we made the right call in our heads about this, and that we are “getting on with our lives”, he’s off across the world bombing other children’s children. We’re pretending that nothing dirty happened on September 11, 2001, that what we’ve been told through our “official” outlets and media was true. The arguments coming up against this have become overwhelming, and have plastered the entire Internet, and now that sense of relentless hostility has equally made its presence known online. The problem is that one of these two forces is wrong, and its foundation has not been founded on the truth, and it will fall apart because this is a conflict surrounding the truth. Both stories cannot be correct. Perhaps neither are correct. Where are we left then? What do we agree upon as truth within this conflict?

How long are we going to play pretend for? Deny it, shove it away, convince yourself you see five lights and that we’ve always been at war with Eurasia, this one is not going to go away until it is resolved. Nor should it go away, because that dirty little secret we’re keeping is a lid on something much bigger, and, secretly, we all know that too.

A Page of the New Paradigm

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It now seems, as of June 2010, that we are poised towards an incredible truth that has gone largely unnoticed by our human family - that we are not alone in this universe, and that we are far more than physical manifestations. Breaking through this barrier on a collective level now seems to be one of the most pressing and yet difficult situations that we have come across up to this point in our combined reality. It's just so unbelievable. We have been indoctrinated beyond comprehension, and if you can't see that by this point, you aren't asking questions that you should be. We have been indoctrinated to not question this reality, to accept it for what it is. The time to change our attitudes on this is now, and we need to start to do it together, or we risk being further divided by these unquestioned lies that bury the truth of who we truly are, and what we are actually doing here. How do we come together on this?

The lies have become so obvious that I don't even feel like I am a part of this world anymore. In my search for the truth, I have alienated myself on so many levels. I have been called out on being a conspiracy theorist, a degenerate, immature, a negative person obsessed with negative things, and a failure. But you know what? I have become an honest person, and I stand for the truth. I will question anything about myself, my knowledge, my lack of knowledge, or anything in this world without a moment's hesitation. I fear no investigation. I can say this with confidence. Can you?

A critical mind is not a negative mind. Acquiring that perspective along with this personal change has taken a great deal of effort, and the reward has been mixed. But it is a reward, a direction, that was inevitable. It was inevitable because the pain, suffering, and poverty of the lies that I have inflicted upon myself and others have gotten incredibly old. At this point, I would rather die than lie, because I have taken a very close look at what lies have done to us and to myself. This oppression has to stop. Our creativity has been stifled long enough. Enough. The truth is so real and powerful and points towards the goodness of where we come from, ultimately love itself, that it has forced me to see the lies within myself, and then, outside of myself.

If you actively give birth to lies in your life, or fail to question the lies around you through naivete or mere disinterest, you are perpetuating an unsustainable path that has now hit a breaking point. That breaking point is staring our species in the global face. We have to respond. Wake up now or go back to sleep for a long, long time.

Divided by lies, we will remain forever conquered. The truth must be the force that will unite us in questioning, for it is this force that we can all understand and respect and, in contemplation, take within ourselves and share with each other. We are now on the precipice of opening up a new reality that encompasses this truth, and does not suppress it. How...HOW can we do this together?

I ask you, now, right now, in reading this - how are we going to, on a collective level, question the lies that are the foundation of our current society, and guide one another towards the inevitable truths of the next society? How will we create new truths, new foundations that we can allow each other to be a part of? Now is the time to do this. But how? We have to find an answer, and we have to do it together. Only by doing this together will we have the combined strength to break through and move forward. But how?