Self determination and the moral compass

In a world where modern society promises us freewill without the burden of religion I begin to wonder where we draw our moral boundaries. The law is fundamental in enforcing public order but when we have our own minds to shelter in what do we consider the dividing line between free thought and a need to have responsibility for them.

My own internal thinking has a strong moral focus including the right for anyone to self determination. Having only our thoughts as a possible shelter from observation leads me to assume that those with a propensity for malicious or evil thoughts are sustained in their normality by their own moral compass and that of those around them.

What happens when someone with such a propensity builds a collective reality around their actions and desires? The Internet is a truly free information resource and those that want validation for their own desires can find them on the dark corner of the net.

War is created, sustained and perpetuated through a consensus reality and is the eventual end point for civil disobedience. Given enough momentum and a cohesive consensus reality social networks can quickly deteriorate if difficult issues are validated.

I would hypothesize that after an act of true evil people may abandon any hope of living in civil society. With the weight of their crime on their own shoulders they can either live in shame or begin to chase the rush of excitement and fear.

Criminal organizations spring up when peers find each other and share their consensus reality and build cohesive bridges between their experiences.

It’s always preferable to change unjust laws to breaking them. While I would always propose political organizing over criminal organizing most people are resigned to the fact that if they are on the wrong side of the law they have a need to go underground.

A prior experience of crime can often perpetuate it especially if the sentence is of a severity where people loose hope of ever going through the prison reform system.

People crave validation and some criminals probably wish for the day they can go to prison. Given the chance to validate their own shame they may end up relying on the process to make sense of their actions.

Like all addictions crime can become a coping mechanism based on validation and self destruction. Self determination allows us to always listen to our moral compass and act on it’s guidance. Those that have lost faith in themselves may end up disregarding it to punish others to punish themselves.

How can a society ever pardon a criminal when the crime isn’t prosecuted. Some people blame themselves for actions that were taken in haste or confusion. They may never be able to make sense of their behavior if no one ever questions their actions.

I believe some people punish themselves while others dispense with their morals. Both need validation from a consensus reality which is able to make sense of those actions. The concern with a free Internet is that you can get validation for almost any kind of behavior if you are willing to seek it out.

Often those that try to live by their moral compass may be shocked to find out what really lies below the surface of civil society. If you are willing to look for it you can see a propensity for almost any crime in your own community.

We chose to trust in the good nature of people and forget that evil doesn’t want to speak it’s name. Forgiveness doesn’t come easily in a modern society.

How do we ever decide whether a person has paid for their crimes? Some people self destruct others become stubborn and for others perhaps both.

Making sense of trauma includes the trauma of ever having committed a crime. I believe humans have an inherent moral compass regardless of religion or the law and they have to live with the consequences of it’s guidance

The priority for healing trauma is always with the victim first and perhaps an underfunded prison service can do nothing more than reinforce shame and stubbornness.

When people loose their sense of self through the chaos of reality they loose the chance to embrace self determination. They become resigned to their fate because it’s the punishment they choose for themselves.

Humans are often our own worst enemy. The choice seems to be whether we take out our issues on ourselves or on others. Given a moral dilemma we should draw comfort from being free and welcome that guiding voice that helps us draw the lines between acceptable and unacceptable behavior.

Turning over a new leaf is not about ignoring your past it is about embracing the present. In our harts we know our guide. Whether we choose to let the past dictate our lives rather than living in the present is a choice we have to make. We can’t forget our trauma but can chose to deal with the present moment.

If you ever find yourself perpetuating trauma from the past you may realize that you haven’t affected change in your life. Change allows us to put aside the things that re-traumatize us. Whether those things are coping mechanisms like addictions or the very thoughts and actions that create our moral imbalance is irrelevant. What we really need is to be aware of our historical context and our present situation.

Awareness is enough to define trauma as an intrinsic part of our moral compass not something to be ashamed of. Crime requires guilt but how we use that guilt can help us to make sense of the world.

Running On Empty

There seems to be a solution to every problem just lurking around the corner. Even with much of the world signposted in some fashion we can find ourselves clinging to things that may do more harm than good.

I found myself penniless this weekend. My last £10 spent on a few essentials to see me through the last few days before my next bit of money came through.

Waking up with no universal way to have control of my needs is a strange world to live in. I know people can help me at every turn but having some autonomy taken away left me humbled.

I began to realise that while I had cast off or lost most of the trappings of my previous life, I found myself with an abundance. Through my ups and downs I realised someone else may need my luxuries more than me. Phones required of course for testing and development as an IT professional but in reality also something of a burden.

When a product clings to us without a clear function, perhaps duplicated or superseded we begin to get very specific about how justify them in our lives.

So I realised yet again that I could do without I didn’t need to hoard.  That’s the same me that has flecks of porridge in the bottom of the bag and a tub of margarine in a bare fridge.

You can’t eat a phone but it can help you eat. My neighbour was still trying to organise her life with on a blackberry without a screen. She might as well have been testing out a handset for the blind, bar the tiny subscript on the buttons.

I lent her my most advanced phone something I saved up for in extreme poverty. A near perfect design object with all the functionality I expected from such a device.

It didn’t make me happy, though a product never really can and neither did the generosity. What it did do is give me hope that someone might not be suffering as badly as they might.

I was rewarded already with the chance to get back to my roots. I spent two days off the radar being myself for the first time in a very long time. I broke free from the chaos of my life to finally think through some of the mundane realities I was facing.

I found that I have a lot on my plate but seldom think through the practical realities of my life and of those around me. I may delude myself that I work hard but I also push away any chance to unwind and process the very real burden of living with a complex mind.

Having a smoke and watching daytime TV for the first time in a while time allowed me to make sense of my life. I wasn’t mad because I smoked or took drugs I was just dealing with the burden of a very complex internal and external context.

Relaxing like this has it’s own stresses and strains but I could finally  relax into thinking through some of the mundane day to day aspects of who I really was.

I had never been able to put my experiences into perspective and I could slowly take some credit as well as responsibility for the situations I found myself in.

Having no money for a day was excruciatingly mundane. I ended up in some sort of existential crises that taught me one thing. I can’t be on my own. No matter how crazy I’ve been isolation is the worst enemy not drugs or drink.

I clung on to social drinking because it put me amongst people and gave me some sort of social leverage even though I wouldn’t choose such a life every week.

No matter who they are having some friendly faces in the room is all I ever need to make sense of any confusion. Even when my experiences become complex a human touch really helps me find balance.

The problem with relying on other people to define your stability is allowing people the temptation for misusing that privilege. I find dealing with a PHD can lead to all sorts of interesting experiences some validating my endevours and others contradicting them.

Having the confidence and conviction to be honest about my experiences can be hard. I have been trying so to keep my mind focused on making sense of my world. In that process I forget to take time to consider the simple but emotive aspects of being human.

Making sense of a PHD can be exhausting but is always rewarding. The struggle is bridging the divide between my experiences and those of others. Being isolated is my only real long term fear. Isolation can come in the most deceptive of situations. I know that the most isolating place I can be is in a crowd. True isolation is only ever a concern for the freedom it brings and the boredom that takes hold.

My prana was spent and finally relaxing help put me in touch with the very real feelings and emotions I was enduring. I know that running on empty is no way to live but sometimes we need that process to be able to see with clarity our own predicament.

I constantly focus on channelling and focusing my mana to positive or vital ends but it’s easy to forget yourself at the expense of others. Looking out for myself only in extreme need is not a way to move through life. I know that I have to take some care over the balance of all things, whether that’s at the end of a cycle or at it’s peak.

What bares fruit won’t bare fruit in a week.

Four Tier Nations

The future of productive cities lies in the distribution of labour. City centres have always been the centre of information economies. As small businesses started to invest in inner cities you can see the slow change to service based economies. The suburbs will eventually become the hub for all scales of manufacturing.

The only other considerations is nature itself which can only really fall into two categories, farm land and nature reserves. I’m pretty certain that those working in any industry will live one district out from the centre towards the nature reserves.

  1. Information Economy (City Centres)
  2. Service Economy (Inner Cities)
  3. Manufacturing Economy (Suburbs)
  4. Food Production Economy (Rural Areas)
  5. Nature Reserves (Wilderness)

As transportation and logistics moves into electric and digital infrastructure energy production can move ever more gradually to sustainable energy.

With reports of China and the UK already producing 50% of their energy from wind alone as other forms of renewable energy go online we will be able to completely replace the dependence on the oil economy.

These four vital economies can begin to shape our future. Understanding all four will help anyone understand their skill set and help them find a home in a thriving world economy.

As green energy becomes pervasive even living in a manufacturing belt doesn’t need to be uncomfortable. As people live one district out and work amongst people from one district above them networking can become a more coherent process.

Rather than being stuck without work finding home and work can become a simplified process automated with the help of online profiling based on contributions online.

Studying for free is already a reality with online universities and tutorials. Accessing university level learning materials and tutoring online can help people hone their skills and help them begin to climb the ladder of human achievement.

With artificial intelligence able to care for peoples needs more accurately than some problematic dependencies. The future is bright and as humans begin to hone the core foundations required to thrive we will achieve.

  • Mind
  • Body
  • Spirit

I’m exited for the future to come and can only hope that people begin to see the opportunities in their own communities and further afield whether that is climbing the industry ladder or finding a more idyllic home amongst nature.

I’m not advocating segregation, far from it it is a matter of specialism. Remote working and carbon neural transportation mean that we will always mix with all parts of society.

The future holds many opportunities for those willing to work and more importantly more opportunities to mix. I know that as this happens peoples abilities to pay for our lives will be balanced with the ability to provide the kind of life we desire.

Understanding these hierarchies and the need to separate work and home will enable people to look outside of their own small worlds and to begin the interdisciplinary dance required in a modern networked world.

Welcome to the future.

Time bends for no man

Now what was the concern in a party and festival to learn people who celebrated the knowledge without concern. Trouble starts and fights are put down at last, learn to celebrate and not fast.

Peyote is a friend and can make light bend but not for amusement but to save a friend. Magical supplies are rich in this world learn natures toil.

It celebrates anew those that pass through leaving something for all and you. There are places in this world that hold this legacy so learn to challenge a few.

Assumptions hold that madness is foretold but in reality it’s how you are told. The poison drop not the whole brew learn the cactus and you. It’s not for fun but to dance is to be as one it’s a communion and need to be with grace.

The beauty of a place might recognise the lack of fear and rise again next year. So go and celebrate I hear your time helps and it’s great healing the energy of the forest and field.

We can all respect it and also to show that the bounty keeps us going through snow. They come year on year and thing drugs are a chemical cheer but in reality they are a sacred bond.

To yourself and the earth to plants that want us to thrive and offer something to us as they die. To be born again and to have nourished a friend it’s important to begin and not force nature to bend.

Once you know they there is spirit and grace in everything we can begin to end the chase. To put right year on year enough of the evil that burns close and near.

So we end us knowing that we can help a plant by asking it so and sometimes it’s enough to know. What was the focus what was the task I can only hope it wasn’t a farce.

Such power says that we need it to bend but knowing is the real friend. Everything happens and happens again and we don’t force such things at knaves whim to bend.

Nature is my friend.

Be water my friend

Now I heard a call after a ship bought in all. I know I fell from the chase and found a new foundation and base. It’s intent to try and the brush comes from the third eye my crime is to care enough to try.

There wasn’t a tear when the drop fell near just the knowledge that I had to rise and cheer. Stories are told of your solid steel and gold the young minds know you are there and why.

So your own self is the one longing clarity and wealth because we do move through and with stealth. Not to know but because it has to be so they hate and cover their shame to leave and go.

Learn your friends they may hear your mind in the wind so keep up the pace and the fight. You are an animal and all reicarnated not in free fall your lives before you are long and tall.

Many more and always all 50% is the worst case for a fall. Look around you and see the evil grin those that try anew to begin. I had to tell you to stop but I tried it too, wood cuts and bleeds through.

I don’t carry steel except the ephemeral while real we cast aside all hate to stand by and feel. Many tried and once two met and cried that they knew each other before they died.

Your friends are around you and there are so many more don’t fear the sea and culture of steel any more. An intellectual a monk of course it’s welcome with the travelling trunk I don’t want to goad but perhaps the samurai needs to know the toad.

I should offer you all to say that they welcome us all but the truth is we fight to keep everyone from free fall. An well travelled heel you shouldn’t fight to know steel but to find a friend that is willing to heal.

Bridge the divide and relax a while we have achieved to much even as child. The fight is long it’s our daily battle song and when we see it we can relax and get along.

To know the fold two halves that have learned every day and when told. If you find yourself in the fold of evil intent and confusion of stories told, learn to play the game your are yourself today and if it’s seen as something anew, observe and let them spin their pot and stew.

I know myself and my past with all of it’s stories and wealth and I write for those that know. You were great and it’s not a trick or poison plate you don’t demonstrate it for those that debate.

When needed use it everyday perhaps to amaze and let them wonder their words away. Perhaps we entertain but really we protect our mind body and brain because are soul is good and we are the same.

Our goodness comes from our essence and our study of presence so doubt may creep in. Knowing that you do this and will do it again every life and even have another friend is how we feel real enough to make time bend.

Gather your strength by being with people that help you blend and be your self. Be water again and flow into bowl and cup they won’t ever know and we cherish the luck.

If you find yourself in pain learn to heal and steady the brain perhaps it’s the assassin again. Find a kind hope a home with herb and clean soap a meal is all you really need.

Practice again but without the blade and a real friend enough to share a meal on table and flow and bend. If the tongue is too hard just think and share your scars. Your battle is long and the friendship a bond.

Free Will & Self Determination

All art comes from a desire to create. This form of creation is more often than not an experience rather than physical object. Making is the preserve of production but art is about the creation of a sensory and emotional experience.

Most of my poetry and art has been fuelled by the desire to create aesthetic beauty. Beauty always has an element linked to desire and ultimately sex, the fundamental human sensory experience.

Sex is not subjective it requires a peer to be able to enjoy the experience and art is essentially the same. Art can’t be enjoyed without some form or mutual peer appreciation.

My art has often been focused on expressing and making sense of my subjective experience. Often isolated I never sought out peers to have that exchange of mutual appreciation.

I have been cursed with a self destructive habit of destroying my life’s works without seeking guidance from a peer.

This frustration comes from a distrust of the people around me and the efficiency and efficacy of trying to promote my art. People are paralysed when it comes to engaging with me directly about my art or even with me socially.

In this day and age the desire to cling on to everything we create is powerful but we can’t ever retain everything. I also suspect that I have been exploited wholesale with my expertise and labour.

Inspiration for my art has come for a continuous desire to be approached. For someone with an inquisitive mind to show an interest in me and what I have to say.

I have never wanted to force anyone to like or enjoy my work and thus I wait longingly for someone curious to seek me out. I can only presume that when I go about seeking people out I fail to see the value in what I offer rather than the burden I often feel I am.

My sex life and my art career seem to suffer the same fate. With me being stubbornly unwilling to compel anyone to do anything I ultimately want. This unwillingness to persuade comes from a desire ensure free will and self determination. The outcome means that I have only what I can hack, access, make or grow. My social engineering skills are far more subtle than that but it leaves me with very few options.

This is my fundamental flaw

One step to freedom one more step in chains

I have been navigating the endlessly complex procedures involved in email security and the disparate and conflicting information and tools. Trying to use software and services that protect my freedom can lead you into very murky territory.

The complexities of adding SSL certificates and verifying them can be a daunting prospect. Ever since I slowly began adopting the advice I found online and around me I have been trying to fathom what kind of person ever pursues such secrecy.

Using free software is surprisingly simple even if a few proprietary services don’t work out of the box. The sticky ground is not the device you use but who’s devices you are talking to and what services they offer.

A personal computer can be just that but in this day and age it a networked device. The more you explore these networks the more find.  If you aren’t content pouring your heart and soul onto the servers of businesses like facebook twitter and google you can quickly shatter your rose tinted spectacles or mirror shades.

Exploring an device and a network leaves you open to all kinds of finds. We quickly learn that so much of the web is automated and did we really ever know why we were drawn to those places and people?

Setting up on your own can lead you to discover so much about computer science and the modern day network society. The real question is what are you running away from and what are you running towards?

Perhaps on the journey you will begin to get a lay of the land. Take the time once in a while to go out of your house without any electronic devices and see how the world feels.

We may talk about smart phone loss anxiety and other phantom psychological symptoms. But are we really talking about losing our automated network. Our recommendations one in a million that are there to help us abject to our day and plan our lives.

Your phone doesn’t rule you but it is a feedback loop and whatever you seek there you will find. Don’t be too surprised if you find more of your kind…


It’s almost indefinable as to when someone knows anything because we are fluid and not fixed. Books and all the forms we help fix knowledge into a constant are outside of us and are almost always always static.

The internet is probably the first truly concious knowledge resource. As such we can never know it completely and however deep we go there is always more.

The desire for certainty is exactly the same reason that books like the Bible and Koran have such power over minds. They describe great thinkers and their struggles to teach the divine.

People often prefer to fix this divinity as a certainty and their holy books as constants. Thus god represents our own struggle for not only both certainty and a constant but the extremes of our particular spectrum.

To define it as such the necessity of hell was required. Most of these stories were merely setting the boundaries for an infinite world. I feel that truly enlightened beings are not certain or constant but merely extraordinary people who understand enough to teach in any way they can.

Loki and other trickster gods and goddesses are no more mischievous than some exploits of prophets. Even Jesus visited a wealthy man for a banquet in many guises, was he trolling someone just to find out whether someone was really capable of goodness?

Ultimately all witches shaman prophets goddesses & gods are truly only human navigating the infinite. How we deal with evil is our own chance to teach what it really means to have lived backwards.

Business Vs. Media

Both industries aim to give you what you want as cheaply as they can. That isn’t about giving the profit directly to you. Both depend on secrecy and if not obscurity to function and most importantly they always depend on impulses.

Impulses rule all our purchasing decisions as purchasing requires a link between a conciousness free and fluid world and the trigger of some real world interaction. No matter how much you study or research a purchase you are always at the whim of your own interaction with the fluid and the solid.

Impulse still rules that dividing line. It could be said that politics is a galvanised form of this impulse and voting left or right seems to be the same impulse. It could be said it’s a vote for how much you trust the media you are getting versus the businesses you interact with.

Backslash Forwardslash Minus Dash

I’m keeping busy on so many projects. Keeping my website running and useful is quite a challenge. I haven’t had many leads from hosting a web presence but upkeep is a constant challenge. There seems to be something to do on almost every page. Keeping up with blog posts is always hard.  Maintenance of my devices is also leads to constant exploration and tinkering something that I spend most of my time doing.

The amount of information on different networks is huge . I’m still reliant on face to face interactions to help inspire and network and that can be scary. I have applied for a work study place at Ravensbourne on of my many haunts.

I am definitely missing out on the normality of work or study and I’m not sure where to draw the line with my life online. I have explored so many social networks and now I have come to a place in my life when it’s overwhelming. The constant barrage of information can sometimes be too much. It’s hard to make sense of so much input.

I spent so much of my teens running away from myself. Now I’m not so sure how that really translates. Trying to be true to myself is a very exiting and real possibility but with it comes an added responsibility for myself. Not caring about who I am or what I say or stand for is surprisingly soothing. True liberation comes from knowing yourself and your chains.