MI LIBRO ES DISPONIBLE EN CASTELLANO TAMBIÉN!

THIS INFJs FIRST BOOK IS AVAILABLE IN SPANISH TOO! Post No.19 (A 2 minute read) 

EN EL EXTERIOR MIRANDO HACÍA ADENTRO BY GILLIAN METCALFE is the translated title in the Spanish language of Castellano.

Hello again readers, we take so many of our own skills for granted as INFJs that I have absolutely forgotten to tell ALL who may be interested, that I did indeed translate my first book into Spanish. Owing to the greater length of many words in Spanish, the page count was some one hundred and twenty pages more than the English version. Too long for printing!!

I decided therefore to publish the Spanish version in two volumes: 

VOLUMEN UNO - TRAZANDO NUEVOS HORIZONTES. This the first volume, includes chapters one up to chapter thirty-two inclusive. Available on Amazon. Paperback EN EL EXTERIOR MIRANDO HACÍA ADENTRO - VOL 1 Tapa blanda price 20.28€ and the Kindlebook EN EL EXTERIOR MIRANDO HACÍA ADENTRO - VOL 1 e-book price 8€.

The second volume picks up in chapter thirty-three and runs to the final chapter, fifty-one. VOLUMEN DOS - RETROCEDIENDO EN EL TIEMPO. Available on Amazon. Paperback EN EL EXTERIOR MIRANDO HACÍA ADENTRO - VOL 2  Tapa blanda price 19.76€ and the Kindlebook EN EL EXTERIOR MIRANDO HACÍA ADENTRO - VOL 2  e-book price 8€.

As a long term Spanish speaker, I have translated my English words into Spanish myself. Oh, no! I will not trust another to translate my words, oh, no! So much can be lost in translation and I want to assure you all that there is absolutely nothing lost in these translations because they are my words in English just as they are my words in Spanish. I am proud of my work!

A MASSIVE SAHARAN SAND CLOUD COMES TO VISIT ME IN ALMERÍA, SPAIN!!

I have got my publisher detail in Spanish on Amazon.es, just scroll down on my book page and have a read. I do have the Google translator tool at the top left of my blog page for any who would prefer to read in another language. I am English and speak Spanish all day every day which is why I so enjoy getting in touch with the English me!

Go ahead and have a look. Happy learning and thank you for reading.  

WHEN IN ROME - WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DO?

LIKE THEY SAY, WHEN IN ROME, DO AS THE ROMANS DO! Post No.18 (An 11 minute read) 

MY VERY FIRST BOOK!

I quote myself from chapter twelve of my first book ON THE OUTSIDE LOOKING IN:

It was ever our archaic Roman Empire and its institutions that needed completely breaking down and be rebuilt on truth, justice, fairness and equality! Values that even today are still very noticeable by their absence in politics!

Many of our European towns and cities are in fact built on Roman foundations! From the bird´s eye view, we can see that so many of these towns and cities, now in their modern forms, lay along the very same layout of the Roman´s original conception, making use of what are still some of the most brilliant works of architecture ever constructed. 

So, whilst I always thought that we had to get right down to the foundations of our Roman Empire´s twenty-first century laws and lives and then completely build from scratch again, time has seen my thoughts change. I will always give credit where credit is due!

The Roman conquerors built much of the foundations of Spain and there are many, many wonderful examples of Roman architecture all over the country. The simple fact that so many of these structures still stand solidly in place today, is absolute proof of great jobs done! I often think how I would like to tell those building at the time, the engineers whose ideas were being turned into reality, just how brilliant so much of their thinking was and would prove to be from there ever onwards. 

They did in fact cause the ultimate civilization of the western European continent during their conquests for more territory. So, if the actual building foundations are not rotten, the problem then, is from ground level upwards! That is to say, the males who run the show!

The rot that needs to be stopped is within us as human beings. We have never been perfect as a specie. As one of the last to evolve on planet Earth, we are supposedly still evolving, but are we? Are we learning anything at all as we go careering through modern life as though we were up against the clock? No, we are not even bothering to look behind us! THAT is our biggest mistake, not learning from the past!

We can keep large proportions of the world indoctrinated, brain fed and blinkered indefinitely, but I say it is time to get some good quality washing powder and a sweet smelling washing conditioner and good washer women that we have become, let us start the BRAIN WASHING, or maybe I should say the BRAIN CLEANING! And get cleaning out all the filth, anger, hatred, bitterness and all of the unproductive elements that only serve to cloud our ability to judge properly!

That of course, is what our governments have sought to do! Keep the multitudes ignorant but give them enough to keep them quiet and that, so that they do not question what the TOP DOG is up to! So far it has worked, has it not? For the same reason women have been held back, simply because we would never or very rarely, be in agreement with our male´s ethics and motivations! Enough is enough, male evolution must BEGIN to happen!  End of quote.

Hello to you readers, I just launched straight in today. No, I am not on song today but I am going to keep trying. Try and stay assertive in the hours that I have that possibility. Man-kind!!! The bane of this world. We as a world full of goodly people, are still held subjugate to the iron fist of man-kind and his archaic laws which empower HIM to sit above all other males and for their obedience in HIS service during the day, they may let off steam however they wish later with no questions asked!

Sadly, ignorance of all matters of import, has left two thirds of this world with very few notions of living. Survival and existence are not living as such. Living, or following the man-made definition of living at least, is a western phenomenon! Man-made guides for each and every moment of the day. How to work, how to rest and how to play! That would not be such a bad thing were man-kind not who they are! 

The LEAST evolved of the human species alive in today´s world! Ancient Homo Erectus still exists, in all his `PRIMITIVE´ - NESS! HIS thinking is still fundamentally PRIMITIVE just like the PRIMATE that HE still is! It is the civilization of the human male that is pending! We literally need to teach males how to be males! Their own man-made guides are so totally defective and we must stop breeding and indoctrinating each new generation of males to continue their monstruous behavioural patterns. 

Man-kind is the monster that ENDANGERS all life on this planet and beyond it too! The animal that left his homeland, tracking the females and their young, who had fled, leaving the males behind. Without female nurturing and teaching at an early age, no young female or young male will be equipped for independency. 

We are breeding male BOYS who look like adult males but who have a thinking capacity of a pubescent boy! This sadly, is where a mother loses her son and he goes over to man-kind. From thereon, he learns nothing positive. He becomes another person, you really do lose a son at this stage, it is painful. You watch ten, eleven years of teaching all being undermined in the space of one year. Man-kind has caught another victim, another tool to do HIS bidding!

EDUCATION, it speaks for itself, but what is the content of our education in our state run centres? Ah yes, is anything of any relevance being taught? The competition from online guides of every ilk, will surely now be banishing our school teacher´s efforts to virtually wasting their time! We are not getting the right angles of focusing in the educational sense, we never did really in secondary schools. Man-made knowledge for man-made jobs!

Tragically, very young children are being exposed to the kind of material that cannot even be described as `adult´ material, more like inhuman material. Online indoctrination, video guides as to how to do one thing after another and for the most part, none of them about anything positive. How do you combat that, teachers of the world? This is what it is to have man-kind laying down the foundations for our societies, that we all have to build upon and live by. 

Pretty reasonable therefore that it is very shaky ground that we tread always and as a consequence, there will never be any stability! Human change is climate change! We have got to train males to become as human males once and for all. 

The enforced period of confinement in the spring of 2020 was going to spell DANGER for so many females, that we knew. Your own worst enemy trapped in with you! No respite from him! Twenty-four hours a day! Writing this chapter, we were already eight weeks into our lockdown and a help line was set up here. I had never spent so long with my partner and after eight weeks of the television fourteen hours a day, I thought I would go mad!

I wonder how many found like me, that they had absolutely nothing to say to their partner. That he had absolutely nothing to say to you either, unless he was hungry! What miserable days they were indeed. I was shut in my bedroom like a teenager, writing to keep my mental sanity! And yes, the divorces that were requested when we came out of lockdown proved my point. Even a summer holiday is difficult to bear! Any wonder then that we are all into virtually real living?

I quote myself again: 

So, I cannot blame anyone for wanting to escape from what is our own twenty-first century man-made reality, so do I! But that is exactly what the governments are doing in truth, giving us more and more options for escaping from our reality. Why should they want to do that? It is simple really, it is because the reality of our man-made twenty-first century, is nothing short of a living horror film!

It is time for HER-STORY! It needs long term thinking, as women have a natural ability to do. We need to make the right long term decisions for the future of our planet. No more piling on the agony on a daily basis. Man-kind is throttling the seas, skies and earth and all the good women and men who live today. Man-kind has proved all through time, that leadership is not their forte, but because they have never dared to let women lead, they blunder on, making more and more disastrous decisions for us all to live by.

It has been a male dominated, man-made world for far too long. It is time to get in touch with our Mother of Creation and get back in tune with her and the wonderful world that she created. And get in touch with the males that were put on this planet to inseminate females and add their physical strength to our creative instincts! Something akin to the pantomime horse scenario! If you are a married woman, well, you will understand how unrewarding, frustrating, dark and dreary it is, being the back end of the pantomime horse that is your partnership!

Being dragged this way and that blindly, but it seems to me that there is always a certain whiff up the nostrils that does absolutely nothing to attract one to the front part! You can see though, that he has no intention of letting you out from under your disguise. Like so with all of us, following these male leaders and permanently breathing in their stench, that they each in their turn as front male, let off!

What we as women all want, is to be a real couple who think as US. Taking it in turns to lead in every sense! I have spent twenty-five years in the dark, in disguise. I feel that I have lost my own identity and I want myself back!  End of quote.

That is what I want! To be myself twenty four hours a day but of course, when in Rome you do as the Romans do! You act, you pretend, you play your part well and no problem! When you live with the director of your very own nightmare, the real you will never be given any consideration. They only want someone to play the parts in their script. Acting was definitely a forte of this INFJ-T and I enjoyed amateur dramatics in my youth.

Quite the natural you might say! So used to being who people need you to be, that you can slip into roles with consummate ease. You do need a break though otherwise you can truly forget who you really are. Just like me, I had been banished and am still banished! Just I could not see that until recently. I have not been killed off though, simply banished!

The shadow of the director in the wings, causes every scene to lack lustre and panache. When your audience is just the ONE and that same ONE is your ONLY critic, you give as little as you can get away with. There will never be an applause from these types, never.

Hence we are all reaching out to complete strangers with whom we can be ourselves for a change and be honest! Speak with our own voice and not read off HIS script because HE can only evaluate HIS own words! 

I thank you for reading. Please FEEL welcome to comment in the space below or make communication via the contact box in the right-hand panel. There is a follow tab for any who should care to come on board my Trains of Thought. I could so do with a kind word from someone somewhere!

Do you know the pantomime horse scenario? Do you act with your partner as the only way to keep the peace? Have you had yourself banished from your relationship? NARCISSISTIC behaviour from your male is the reason why you act! Fear, fear, fear and more fear. Get away from them, if you possibly can! It is so hard I know, they make a point of distancing you from everything that means anything to you until they are all that you have and you are supposed to feel grateful for that!

You would not be isolated if you were not in this relationship, you would have contacts still! You would not be needing to make contact with total strangers! That is their plan! Terrify all of your family and friends so that they keep their distance! That way you have no one to turn to for help! How tragic that the help line for abused women here in Spain, has a call every five minutes from a female needing help in leaving a NARCISSIST. Each death of a female caused by her partner/husband, is as a result of her attempt to leave him!

THE DEATH PENALTY must be reintroduced. Why should the taxpayers support a killer of women for seventy years in jail when that young woman is forgotten about over night? Shoot them, each and every one of them and in public, that other women haters can see what awaits them and the victim´s families can enjoy seeing the archaic (why not this archaic law?) eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth! It will not stop them, none of them know how to live without a female but at least we will not have to suffer them any longer!

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NEW GROOVES, OR GOING ROUND IN CIRCLES?

ARE YOU RUNNING IN NEW GROOVES OR STUCK IN THAT PROVERBIAL RUT? Post No.17 (A 9 minute read) 

Stuck in a rut my friends? I am in and out of a self-made rut that seems to me impossible to get out of and move beyond. I drag myself out of it, only to be wrenched back into it. The monotony is soul destroying, mind destroying and totally draining. So much positive energy being diverted to neutralizing all of the negatives created by another.

Hello and good morning to all my fellow INFJs out there in the world somewhere, I really would appreciate a word or two from one of you! I see that I have had a good number of reads but as yet no one has made a comment. I try not to think about that. What is a blog for an INFJ whether A or T, than a space to talk to ever open ears? Our words fall on deaf ears always and so we try to find a pair of ears that will listen.

Having spent the last four days `rutted´, my frustration has been the sensation to over ride. Biding time! Like that is not what I am doing each and every day but there are definitely more satisfying ways of biding time than being `rutted´ by another! I am alone again and so, in principle, able to navigate my needle over my vinyl this morning. I must take advantage of that as these days are running out for me!

I am on countdown to big changes in my life, none of which will be chosen by me and yet I will have to adapt somehow to them. I must try and keep my focus on MY future, should I get to have one. For the moment I will use each day as best as I can and focus on what matters to the world.

A REPRODUCTION OF THE CEILING PAINTING IN SPANISH ARTIST SALVADOR DALÍ´S BEDROOM!! NEW GROOVES??

Moving on with my first book ON THE OUTSIDE LOOKING IN and chapter eleven, NEW GROOVES. Wow! I would like to be digging some new grooves and I am. I am blogging, that is a new groove for me. Trying to make invisible contact, that is a new groove for me. Spending my days sat typing online, that is a new groove for me. Trying to work out all of this new (for me at least) technology, another new groove!

I am happy to say that you can now find my book on most of the Amazon stores, these are links to the .com store: ON THE OUTSIDE LOOKING IN Paperback and ON THE OUTSIDE LOOKING IN e-book

Well of course, it is those new high-tech gadgets that I talk of in this chapter. The turn over of these new `TOYS´, which has become so immense that the old ones are piling up in our homes. Once again I am off on the recycling trail of my team, who will be collecting up all of our techno gadgets, dismantling them all and using the recycled materials for our new simple phone.

I quote myself: 

In a nutshell, I would like to see the mobile phone go back to being just that, a mobile phone! Used to make phone calls and send text messages and maybe a few useful apps using internet! The built in camera was one of the biggest selling points of the mobile phone but when the selfie camera came into being, everyone suddenly became their own model and photographer. That in itself is not my big issue. My issue is more with being able to film and send live! There should of course, be a vetting and filtering process before any public images are posted!

How and why no one ever considered that, I really cannot understand? Did those who brought all these new inventions to us, live on another planet? Did they really think that all in this world had their brains working coherently? I think time and time again, just how much worse Hitler´s dreams could have become, had he had internet at his disposal! It is as much about the instantaneous real time relaying of people´s words and images, which makes them all so potentially dangerous. Once out and seen, the damage has been done! The locking of the stable door after the horse has bolted serves no purpose!  End of quote.

The early onset of deteriorating eye sight is a direct consequence of bright colours, fast moving images, focusing on a small scale and all of that for many hours a day! The arthritis in the fingers will come further down the line, I expect! 

That said, I have just absented myself for two hours from the keyboards. I long to get back to writing, pen and paper I mean. But I know that I have not done enough for this BABY (book one) of mine and I need to pave the way for my second BABY (book two), who is already weaned and ready to leave home. Both of them seem to be dragging their feet and causing me so much pain in the process, that I almost wish I had never written them!

No, that is not true! I could be so proud that I have written them, if maybe someone somewhere would want to read them. What a battle to become visible! People are generally so opinionated and yet, hard as I try, I cannot seem to extract a word from anyone. I am torturing myself I know with my own sense of invisibility but I do want to leave a trail behind me for others to follow.

I am doing something that I have never done before! I am listening to music at the same time as I write. I am being seriously distracted though but that is what I am looking for. I am so wound up today that I am not flowing well. I have got a live concert of Dire Straits from 1986 going down. Thirty-six years ago, wow! I read through my 1986 yesterday in my chapter GOING SOLO. They were the days!!! I am all over the place today. I had a message from my mother too asking if we would ever meet again. I replied as always, "I will never lose hope that we will."

I will be able to find the way! I could find my way back to my Wodaabe ladies too! There the tug of loyalties! How much time may I have? A group of Buddhists monks were edged out of their temple in Thailand for failing a drugs test!!!!!! What is going on here? We are getting our wires crossed all over. Sorry, I know I am not making sense to any but maybe myself, I just know that I do not want to be where I am right now!

New grooves, well, I have added some photos to some of my earlier blog posts. Poodling around instead of concentrating on what I had set myself to do, I managed to work that out. I am messing around today, I cannot seem to get out of this bad groove for the moment. Let me quote myself from my book in the meantime! 

Women are continuing to evolve and demand equality and we shall have it, eventually! It is what the world needs, females involved in all decision making, regardless of the situation or environment. Good men of this world, are you really going to carry on watching females being gang-raped by young males and filmed for anyone to watch on a social network? Are you really going to carry on watching cowardly males beating and killing women? By letting this all continue to escalate (because the truth is that rape and violence towards women is on the increase), you are condoning this behaviour in your fellow males!!!

You must all join with the females of this world and stand together with us against this chauvinistic, Roman catholic, dominancy of man-kind´s, that has seen man-kind getting away absolutely free with these violent crimes for centuries. It must stop! I feel that maybe we have arrived at a point in time, where we are in very different stages of evolution as females and males! 

Just like there are many decent males out there perfectly happy to see our archaic stereo types die a definitive death, so are there many decent females too! Though sadly, whereas men will support men, only good women will support good women! Of course, those of us females who wish for our equal status in every way, also have some of our fellow females as our stumbling block too! End of quote.

The violence being metered out on women here in Spain is dramatic. As I discuss in this chapter, the uprising of the female is one of the key causes behind this violence, I believe. "GET DOWN WHERE YOU BELONG!" Another key factor is the changes to same sex laws. The freedom to be same sex is now a reality. There is no longer a need to pretend that you are a heterosexual male but it takes courage to break away from man-kind, does it not, particularly if you are male? 

Gang rape is a homosexual crime! These males need to see each other´s genitals for their stimulation, the unconscious female is their accessory! They are trying to demonstrate their masculinity through the violent attack of a female (look at us, we are real MEN, we hate women, LOOK) and raping her against her will (look at us and how we hate women and have no respect for them, we all use them which is all they are worth, we are real MEN.) 

Since when do REAL MEN need a pack of males to track down a female, knock her unconscious and then film their multiple violation of this poor female, as proof that they have ejaculated in a female vagina?

Psychologists, can you hear this? These males are impotent when in the company of females because yes, they do hate females. Why? Simple really! The more sex seeking women are, the easier it is for a heterosexual male to find sexual relations. Women are sexually assertive and as such, are seeking their sexual partners. Making it ever more difficult from a homosexual male who is hiding under heterosexuality, to exist. "These women are molesting me, leave me alone please! Or I will have to act or everyone will think that I am homosexual because I keep turning all of these girls down!"

Look online! How do I prove that I am heterosexual? I think that might be his search! The guidelines are all there! Get that female unconscious, that is the key. Then she will not speak and break your homosexual fantasy! "Come on mates, get you c***s out!" One of the first gang rape cases to come to light, consisted of ten ejaculations in 75 seconds! The female was of course, semi conscious! The speed of ejaculation is dramatic.

You are in the street, you have an unknown and semi conscious female dumped into a doorway by all of you. Five young, attractive looking males get their penis´out and in front of each other, become erect and ejaculate in front of their `mates´, various times in just over a minute. The sight of all those male penis´ was total stimulation. The female had nothing to do with their stimulation. She was the heterosexual accessory, no more no less! Tragic indeed!

Make no mistake, there are some very sick heterosexual rapists in our midst too! Man-kind is a rapist, he is so primitive still! He has not evolved in any way! This is predatory behaviour but not for reproduction! These males are not fighting between themselves for the right to impregnate the female on heat, are they? The female in question is anything but on heat! She has not chosen any of these males. There is nothing natural about this behaviour make no mistake! 

I speak in this chapter of the guides that are available to all of these spare parts that are frustrated homosexuals hiding under the cloak of man-kind. Following the video examples that are flying around the world free, for want of real guides. Women are leading the way for themselves and homosexuals, we would lead for decent males too but they have got to make some bold decisions and leave man-kind behind and become their own REAL MAN at last. Whether that be heterosexual or homosexual is irrelevant, as long as they turn their backs on the stereotype of male that is man-kind.

Do you know any males who hide still under heterosexuality? Do you know any males who have come out from under the shadow of heterosexuality? Why is it so difficult for males to accept homosexuality? Do you have any issues with homosexuality?

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CAN POVERTY LEAVE ROOM TO CARE FAR AFIELD?

HOW POVERTY AFFECTS OUR CAPABILITY TO CARE MORE OR LESS! Post No.16 (An 8 minute read) 

Well, in this chapter of my first book ON THE OUTSIDE LOOKING IN, I touch upon a situation that really does so trouble me. That is the EXODUS out of Africa. The boat loads of both sub-Saharan African nationals and North African nationals that arrive on Spanish beaches nigh on every day of the week, are a visible warning sign of the chronic and critical poverty that exists on that magnificent continent, that is the birth place of our specie!

THE INTENTIONS ARE THERE, THEY ARE!

These dear people are literally taking their lives in their hands and going into the unknown hoping that it will provide them with more opportunities than they have in their home countries. Sadly though, arriving illegally on a beach, will not be the ideal start, will it? The cloak and dagger existence then begins. It is so complex for these African nationals to become legal and bonafide, that very few are able to achieve a fully legal status ever.

In Almería province where I am currently living, there is a permanent need for temporary workers in the agricultural industry. Almería province is home to the largest covered growing areas in the world. Sadly though, abusive conditions and pay await them should they be able to find work. So many have to resort to sleeping outdoors under home made shelters. It is abominable, it is? As part of my team, they would all be lodged of course, in the most human conditions. They would become part of my team, who I would then begin to teach.

Not only outdoor work, oh, no! I would teach them languages, reading and writing skills where necessary. I would introduce them to our recycling industries and our new organic living. I would teach them all the skills that will be required to get their own nations in green order for living well. Having done some travel on the African continent, I can see their countries´ similarities to my own birth island  of Gran Bretaña and also Spain.

Heads and rumps, I say with no offence. Jobs are jobs but if we could all understand why we did our jobs, if we understood the value of our work and if only we were appreciated for our labours, surely we would all feel better about ourselves. We must share knowledge and know how with these wonderful people whose only mission is to find money to sustain their families with! 

I quote myself from chapter nine:   

None of us expect something for nothing! They, just the same as me, want their money for other peoples benefit too! They all want their monies for sending home to their families and they are prepared to live in the most awful conditions to get as much home as possible. The survival of their families being their driving force!

Prejudice is born from total ignorance! Human beings, that is what we should all be, should we not, just all human beings? But we are not, are we? I have travelled around African countries and I can tell you that I never felt any fear for one moment. There will come a time though, when even the peace loving Africans will start hitting back. I would rather that we all really started to make a concerted effort to address Africa and all of her problems once and for all, so that these peoples have the possibility of living peacefully, prosperously and happily!

I would indeed look to train and educate all of these people whilst they simultaneously worked with me and my team on our new green world projects here. Learning many skills and information, that will be of use to them in the long term, when maybe they can return to their home towns and villages, with some good monies earned here with me and employ and apply all of their new knowledge and wisdom, to their own communities. And become the teachers of their own peoples, having had their years of work experience here with me, working on all of our projects for a cleaner, healthier planet.

Political instability being what it is in many countries means that, whilst each and every one of these African people long for home, whilst home still has so little to offer and with no finances to back you, why go home? So, you see, they are all in the same position as me. All the will you could ask for, but no support and no money! Sadly, this vicious circle just goes round and round and round again!  End of quote.

I am talking of harnessing ourselves together and making our own work! Country folk have ever made their own compost! Nothing new there of course but why are we not collecting our organic food waste for composting? Well, I did live in a community which collected our organic waste and had a composting plant! It is possible but not being done on the wider scale sadly. This is another of the industries that my team would undertake.

If we separate our plastics, metals, glass and paper, what have we left? Our food waste and if we separate our food waste too, then what have we got left? As I found in this former community, one literally has cotton wool buds, razor blades, sanitary towels/nappies, cigarette ends and little else. The difference was immense. 90% of our rubbish as regular consumers, can be separated for recycling. Sadly, we are still a long, long way from recycling 90% of it all though.

But surely if bare survival of yourself and your family are your only thoughts and that in itself comes so hard, where is the room for caring about the wider view of the world. Day to day living allows no space for frivolity! Because yes, it is only those who sit in a secure position who do have the luxury of thinking beyond their own survival.

As always I shall say thank you for reading and please FEEL free to comment in the space below the post or make communication by e-mail via the contact box or maybe become a follow by clicking the follow tab in the right-hand panel. How is your area doing for rubbish collection? Do you have an organic waste collection in your area? Would you be prepared to separate your food waste? I know I found it ideal and my general rubbish bag, could sit for weeks without stinking. There really is so little that goes in there but we do need to find the answers for those every day items too!

CHAPTER TEN  -  NATURE´S GIFTS AND GREEN EDUCATION  

As I had promised in my last blog, so will I do. Next chapter well, have we not got to be teaching green education? I had a very green education in my little country village, we were taught to know and love our own natural environment. We spent much of our time as infants, exploring our close natural environment. We knew all of our native plants and wild life. We knew of their life cycles through the changing seasons. We were in tune with our own environment, we loved our environment because we understood it so well.

This is about getting US, the former country children back to the country with all of our accumulated knowledge and crank up their green energies again!

I quote myself from this chapter:  

On the one hand the scientists, making our own environment the work place of many, many people. Going over our planet Earth, inch by inch and making the appropriate plans for its well being long term. I will give you an example of where I might start and straight away! For some reason, our Mediterranean coast line has come to resemble a mix between California, Arizona, Mexico, Brazil and Africa! Palm trees, yucca trees, cacti, agaves, bougainvilea and aloes of all varieties and not one of them native to Spain!

All of them being cacti or succulents! These are plants that store water well by their own mechanisms which allow them to survive well in hot, sunny, dry climates. Yes, we have a hot, sunny, dry climate down here in southern Spain, but these plants are out of place, draining every available drop of moisture from the ground, leaving absolutely nothing for the native plants! We need to make plans with our environmental experts and look at rebalancing our whole eco-system here!

I would involve all the school children and students, as well as any volunteers to seed, germinate and nurture trees, bushes and native plants at home, or in their educational centers, all for planting out in the coming years in the right places. I would try and get a massive green-fingered movement going on, whereby anyone who has a little bit of space on their terrace or in their garden, could all contribute to growing the plants that would be most beneficial! End of quote.

What about local produce again in local establishments? Supporting local growers again? Putting the value back into local production and reducing transporting kilometres by choosing locally produced products. We need to think self-sufficient again in the rural communities. We would do well to see ourselves as the separate entities that we are really. We have little or nothing to do with the cities and yet we have so many possibilities available to us. 

It just needs entrepreneurs with financing and great ideas. Shared residences are another of my ideas. Large properties which are shared by widowers for example. Rather like the Mi Lords and Ladies, a housekeeper, cook and gardener all fully employed and the residents live in for one fee alike to teenagers! That would alleviate much solitude and reduce their individual costs as well as free up many properties! 

The solutions are all there, I get tired of thinking on them and being able to do nothing as yet. No one seems to be thinking about the countryside like I am. Well, if they are city dwellers, maybe they will naturally think of the cities. Therefore, there will ever be more people thinking of the cities than those who will be thinking of the country, hence why we, the children of the Earth, the country children who so value each and every blade of grass, each and every leaf and the slower, more peaceable life style, must work for ourselves. 

WE ARE THE SURVIVAL OF THE NATURAL WORLD BUT WE MUST TEACH ALL OF THE CONCRETE JUNGLE DWELLERS TO CARE FOR THE REAL WORLD TOO. FIRST THOUGH THEY WILL HAVE TO KNOW IT. TO KNOW THE TRUTH, YOU HAVE TO FIND THE TRUTH, ONLY THERE DOES THE TRUTH LIE. 

Where are you from, town or country? Do you love the natural world? Are you a child of nature like I? Do you value the natural world? Or is the concrete jungle where it is at for you?

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HAS YOUR LEADER GOT ANY BOLLOCKS OR NOT?

NEVER MIND THE SEX PISTOL´S BOLLOCKS, WHERE ARE YOUR´S? Post No.15 (A 7 minute read) 

Hello readers and a very good afternoon to you all. That is a fit title to talk on FEELING as I do right now! I could see in the last chapter that `bollocks´, male slang for testicles, signifying quantities of testosterone and sperm produced in those said `bollocks´, determined whether you were possessed of courage or not! 

THE ORIGINAL CASSETTE AND THE NEWER CD, THE ORIGINAL ALBUM IS SAFELY STORED AT HOME!

Hence the very aptly titled music album of the Punk Rock band the Sex Pistols, `NEVER MIND THE BOLLOCKS, HERE´S THE SEX PISTOLS!´ Now that put the wind up our `bollock less´ (using male slang, not mine!) politicians, it did! Now these guys have got some spunk!! Male slang again, not my invention! So they had their `bollocks´ full of sperm, did they? What did sperm have to do with anything?

Sadly, our world is all about sperm and testosterone, they rule our lives one way or another, that is the truth. Or maybe it is the perceived possession of sperm and testosterone or the lack of possession of sperm and testosterone that leads to much of our male´s arguing and fighting. Who has the greater quantity? If you are seen to have a limited quantity of either or both well, you must be homosexual then? By male thinking (via testosteronal charges and built up sperm levels) I will add, less any think that I am seeking to offend any same sex males, I am not. I will defend you!

By the 24th April 2020, having seen the whole world slip into an unprecedented paralysis, the changes in the atmospheric conditions were dramatic. The images sent from outer space showed the cooling of the earth´s surface as the days were passing by. It was the proof that I had ever needed. All that we need to do, is take down everything that should never have been and certainly does not need to be either.

Wild-life began to come out of hiding with the reduced human movement in their habitual environments. The natural world was springing into new life everywhere that activities were ceased. It was conclusive for me. We can do this, we can. We can turn the world back on to its axial tilt, we can!

I get cheesed off myself talking of solar power but our rural communities are absolutely feasible. The whole community but if this must be at the cost of every house owner, there we trip ourselves up. This must be about whole communities being self-sufficient in their own energy supplies. We really have got to turn our backs on man-kind´s leadership. 

HE has turned our lands into HIS rubbish tips. Rusted old cars and caravans, old building materials and debris, household rubbish and waste. All manner of rubbish just piled into great mountains or buried in great big, deep craters. Or alternatively taken out to sea and buried in a great big, deep crater on the sea bed. And failing those three options, paying a third world country to take in their excess rubbish! Anyone who will organize recycling properly, will make their fortune at the same time as they do one of the most necessary labours of all.

This is largely unskilled labour and absolutely a countryside employer for many. Rural villages and towns do not make excessive amounts of rubbish themselves but to compensate for that, the cities make far more rubbish than they do. It is about working together and collecting rubbish as far afield as you are able to deal with. Actually get out and start clearing up these mountains of rubbish which had been dumped by government and low minded individuals.

Seal off our natural areas as the national Land Acts state they should be. Making access more difficult to these dumpers but also offering alternative ways to get rid of your refuse whatever that may be! Truly, recycling is the biggest business opportunity of all right now and for the long term future. 

We travel shorter distances daily in our rural communities, ideal areas for solar/electric vehicles. Yes, there are solar/electric cars now available. It seems that I just have to think it myself and write it down and as if by magic, I hear on the news or discover through my research, that the said necessary, is now a reality! There are others thinking like me, there are!

I think maybe we need to concentrate on our own personal integrity too. But if we are ever to get on top of these mountains of rubbish which are already piled up all over the world and being added to each and every day, we really must reduce the amount of rubbish that we are creating in the first place, must we not? Re-usable everything and anything, as far as is possible. This is about individual entrepreneurship, no more, no less. 

Our rural governments have less funding available than the city governments. No, we are definitely at the back of the queue in the countryside. Just as we are here in Almería, the poor cousin of Spain who was promised a high-speed rail link by 2008. That has this month been revised to 2026, what about that? So, we really have to make our own plans based on what WE CAN control. No, we cannot make infrastructural changes maybe but WE have got to do all that WE CAN. Those four pillars though and I am just one individual with no funding!!!!

Can we find leaders with enough courage to bring this polluting man-made world down and dispose of all the resulting debris properly? We have so many harmful food products being manufactured that do nothing to benefit our health. So, why are they being made if we know of their dangers? Ethics, we need leaders with ethics in their minds!

I quote myself from chapter eight:  

Some pages back now, I mentioned that the Jewish philosopher and scholar Maimónides, had worked on understanding asthma, pneumonia, diabetes and hepatitis. He was also recommending a healthy balanced diet, coupled with daily exercise, daily brain usage and contemplation time and of course, proper rest time. All things in moderation!

That was over eight hundred years ago! He was one of those scholars who have added their discoveries and findings over the centuries. Even then, people were prone to excess, were they not? But they did not have all of these addictive components added to their foods, so with a minimum of will power, maybe they could more easily say no. 

Whether the general strategy is as I imagine or not, it does contradict all the wise and learned scholars since Maimónides and all of their accumulated knowledge, does it not? On the one hand, they are paid to study on a permanent basis in the quest of knowledge. Why do that if not to benefit from all of our accumulated knowledge? These scholars world wide are trying to bring the world´s leaders and much of its population, back down to Earth again. But they do not want to come down, do they?

What, now face up to centuries of man-made damage and filth spread all over the planet? No way, we will keep building our virtually real world and keep everyone quiet by allowing them to have and to be, virtually of course, all that they want to have or be. The problem is that there are ever less of them who actually know what the real world should even be about, having been born in virtually real times.

If we cannot count on our governments to lead us properly, then we are on our own folks! I have talked myself round in a circle as you can see. This does all come down to faith, belief and hope. We must put FAITH in ourselves, our family and our local communities and find a leader amongst us who can harness us together and help guide us in a way that is beneficial to us all. 

We must BELIEVE, all of us, that it is actually worth making a monumental effort (as is now required), to clean up our act and be prepared to modify our life-style habits accordingly. The HOPE will only begin to grow off the back of sustained efforts. End of quote.

That is what it comes down to my friends. We need the know how, we need the willing workforce, we need the financing and materials and then we need the permission. The four pillars without which nothing but NOTHING will ever be achieved.

Thank you for reading. Please FEEL welcome to comment in the space below the post or make communication through the contact box in the right-hand panel or click the follow tab and keep up to date with my trains of thought. In the next blog I will give you a taste of chapters nine and ten, entitled POVERTY and NATURE´S GIFTS AND GREEN EDUCATION respectively. So, check back!

Can you see that your rural area has run into neglect and abandonment? Would you enjoy dedicating your working days to reviving the rural areas? Can you see the possibilities that exist for employment if only one could self finance? Can you see ecology as the greatest employer of all as I can? Would you want to work in the real world? Let me know!

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THE PHILOSOPHY OF LIVING, WORKING, BREATHING!

IT SHOULD BE THE ULTIMATE PHILOSOPHY! Post No.14 (A 20 minute read) 

Good morning to all! This morning I feel like neither living, working or breathing but in spite of that, I am going to try and do all three and all three at once! That is how life should be as I see it! Every moment of our day we should be living, working and breathing. Not really noticing where they all inter-twine, they all flow together naturally without interruptions. The ideal world!

MY SURROUNDING RURAL AREA!

What is it to live? What is it to work? What is it to breathe? What is it to do all three together simultaneously? If you can see this as I do, the answers to those questions could have a vast variety of notions. Your answers would depend totally on your own perception of yourself and your own perception of the world that you live in. From there, how you fit into this world! We all need to see where we fit into our picture. We all need to have a picture frame to begin with in which to place ourselves.

Then though, we need to fill in that blank canvas that lays within the frame, that picture that is our life, our very own self. Within all of your chosen pieces in that picture, where do you fit? How many are really sitting pretty in the centre of their picture, truly comfortable with their surrounding pieces? Or are many of those pieces rubbing and chaffing you, causing the picture to buckle? Those kinks that need permanently ironing out, diverting positive energy after negative energy?

How many of us though are trapped into a picture frame that we would rather not (putting it mildly) be in? How many of us feel cramped, pressured and simply long to jump this picture frame and start building another? INFJ´s, that is the typical run away tactic! Go try and build another perfect picture from scratch? It will not work my friends, it will not work! As you will see reading my trains of thought, which I am writing down with a view to trying to help any other TURBULENT being in this world who may feel as helpless as I do.

To let them know that they are not alone. I myself found that after reviewing my whole life lived, I knew which pieces absolutely had to be in my picture in order that I could know happiness, peace and stability. I could see that it was all of these pieces that had SOMEHOW? been pushed to the margins of my life and had now SOMEHOW? become as the framework of my picture, the border of my life picture. Everything that I loved, cared about and valued, was out of my reach!

I stand in the centre of my picture with my `ROCK´! No wonder I threw my book out to deep sea in a glass bottle!! I see myself as if on a desert island, sea all around and ever more distant to my fading eyesight, that framework of my life that was in effect my solid ground, that solid ground that I was building upon, slipping away over the horizon. Never a great swimmer, the fear that I will never touch any part of my real core again is what instigates my every action, every day!

I will not let go, I will strain and strain my eyesight and even though those solid foundations are no longer in physical view, I will never lose sight of them whilst my inner eye can see them. I will, as an eternal nomad, ever be able to find my way back to my clan! But I have got to go back a long, long way before I can go forward again to that future.

That future where I will be living, working and breathing each and every second of my day and night! I was a pretty disinterested student at secondary school, much depended on the particular teacher of a subject matter. It is International Teachers Day today and I know some lovely ladies who have dedicated their lives to teaching. 

There are teachers who are well able to engage with their pupils. It is these who will find that their pupils are all, as a group, learning at a consistent and uniform pace. The personality of a teacher is paramount. Their character is absolutely definitive but what about their attitude towards children?

Do they like children? Well, my very first teacher in primary school, I can assure you, loathed children and in particular, infant children! We suffered far more than we learnt with this woman! I myself, was slapped in the face and on the bottom, systematically most days of the week. Imagine it? I am a four, going on five year old child being hit so hard that on many occasions, the marks would still be visible on arriving home in the afternoon.

Well, I have told you that my mother is a DEFENDER! This is my first recollection of my own fierce mother´s defence of her daughter. Now I was not the only child who was being hit, oh, no! But I was definitely the one who was being hit more often. That teacher had it in for this little INFJ-A/T from the beginning. Please note the A for Assertive and T for Turbulent. She herself was Turbulent and created much Turbulence within me and others!

Proudly I can say that it was my mother who would take me back to school and show my markings to the headteacher and I would explain their origins. First off, my mother was accused of trying to put the blame onto my teacher to cover up her cruelty towards me. I can say loud and clear, that I was not being treated with physical cruelty by my mother or father. My mother pleaded with other mothers to back her and speak up for their children.

Eventually this teacher was removed from our school and not one of us was hit once more during our days at primary school. We had this woman down as a witch, this was a real life witch we all thought as infants. I was not afraid of her though, I stood up to her, hence me suffering more of her brutality than anyone else. We would all wee in the classroom, we asked to go to the toilet but were refused permission. We had to wait until breaktime! 

There was a drawer of knickers in the classroom that between all of our mothers, were kept permanently clean. We would many of us, always arrive home in a pair of school knickers as opposed to those which we had been wearing on leaving home! And be taking back the washed school knickers every morning. My Mum, being my brilliant Mum, would put some of my own in my pockets! Those scratchy old knickers felt awful! 

Our replacement teacher was magic, oh, she was wonderful! It was she my friends who read `The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe´ to us all in our storytime session prior to finishing up for the day. What a wonderful story reader she was and she so inspired me and many others, to become passionate readers of books.

Life being what it is though, people who move about will invariably cross paths with many, either known to them or hitherto unknown to them. This is as true as I write it, WE could not believe it either!

I was in my fifth year at secondary school and my elder sister had begun her first job. Rape was ever an underlying factor of life in Gran Bretaña. Stalkers were always a part of the dark hours. I had already had a narrow escape from one thoroughly negative monster and was fearful now of contact with males. On her wanders through the city, my sister had seen a poster advertizing self-defence classes for women in the YMCA, if you please!

There was a minimal charge and so we decided to go along. We bought our judo kits (at some considerable expense. Poor Dad!) and turned up at the YMCA around 7.30pm for our first session. On walking into the gym, my sister has immediately tuned into a hunky looking type who turned out to be our instructor. "Come on in ladies!" He had absolutely tuned into my sister as well. She had this effect wherever we went!

There she was in white judo kit, perfectly manicured painted nails, fingers and toes. Perfectly made up, make-up, lipstick and hair looking immaculate. Whilst the rest of us women had come rather scrubbed down! We chatted with the instructor and his assistant, a very tall guy who seemed as though I might well have some trouble getting away from here by myself too! 

My sister was thinking along the lines of, "Well, I am bound to be safe with him!" Post Traumatic Stress Disorder! I was thinking, "Knowing that this guy is a self-defence expert, I would not stand a chance against him!" No way, I would not even try and know him!

The last few are now coming through and suddenly my sister grabs my arm and says, "Oh s**t! Am I seeing things or is that MRS. BRUTALITY over there?" I looked and even as I set my eyes on her face, she saw us and came towards us. Now this is the truth, it really is! We cannot believe this quirk of fate. There was hesitant dialogue between us, my sister filling in for me. 

Post Traumatic Stress Disorder! I am having flash backs, I am hearing her voice and the things she said to me, I can feel the sting of her hands (enormous hands, she was a tall woman) as they seemed to wrap around my face and get the back of my head, across my ear, across my cheek and even get my little button nose, which would sometimes bleed, depending on her angle that day or maybe more depending on how quickly I saw it coming that day!

The instructor takes the centre and silence falls, I can barely hear him. I have got this woman talking to us as if she remembers nothing of this torture that she inflicted on me and others in my class. Yes, by pain tolerance levels, she beat all but I into submission. All I was doing was asking questions, honestly! I could never understand why some people would happily answer your questions and others like this woman, would automatically rear up and strike. 

Former generations were literally beaten into submission of their wills to their dominator, their indoctrinator, not their teacher and guide, no that obstacle that was blocking your path and instinctively an INFJ-A child like myself knows that. `SUBMISSION´, the title of a Sex Pistols song off their only album entitled, `NEVER MIND THE BOLLOCKS´. 

Our hunky instructor chooses my sister (of course!), to demonstrate with and so, she is to be his partner being like to her in height actually! They were all smaller women except me and yes, you have guessed it, my old sparring partner! Post Traumatic Stress Disorder was coming back into the present! She gave me a grin and I was on my back, in an arm lock, slapping my hand on the tatami in gesture of submission! The B*****D! 

Well, it is of course the element of surprise which makes self defence so very effective. My sister was dying for me. What luck! MINE, MY INFJ-A luck as a now full blown INFJ-T, after four and a half years of secondary school!

"OH, THAT WASN´T TOO DIFFICULT, WAS IT?" she says to me. With all of the consequent moves that the instructor was showing us, using my sister as his prop, in truth my thoughts were trying to veer aware from the punching and the throttling. What a tussle I was having with myself within, at the same time that everyone else was giggling and enjoying this! We were supposedly taking this in turns! This B*****D had done this course before, I swear!!

`THEY´RE OUT TO GET ME´, the title of a Guns and Roses song off their first album titled `APPETITE FOR DESTRUCTION´, we were definitely singing off the same song sheet there, we were! The tall assistant comes over to us now to see how we are getting on and reminds MY PARTNER of the submission gesture and that they must release their grip instantly on submission.

OH, NO! These head-locks and arm-locks were seeming eternal to me, they were! I talk of throttling and punching but that is in my mind. I do not want to inflict pain and suffering on anyone or anything. That I could find even a need to inflict pain but to premeditatedly cause pain, that is b*****dly and I knew this woman capable of beating four and five year old children. She was a spinster, hardly surprisingly!!!

We have though, all got somewhere within us, a breaking point which we do not usually find until driven right to it by some negative force. If I did not find my point of breaking, I was in serious danger of having some part of my own body broken! She was a slippery customer she was. Finally I was able to get her down, totally, firmly, twisted beyond understanding and she slapped down her submission gesture.

I looked the other way just as she had been doing with me! "Look Mr. Teacher, am I doing this right?" For all of those extensions of time in excruciating positions, I gave her back now in one punishing dose! Just as the assistant came to us again on his round (we saw nothing of the instructor who was just having a field day at alternately putting my sister down on her back with him atop and her getting him on his back with her atop! She was getting some very personalized tuition, she was and she was enjoying it!), I let go!

Meanwhile I and my childhood aggressor who had come back into my life this evening to inflict further injury on me, continued our mutual tussle for dominance. But ours had nothing to do with self-defence as such, oh, no! This was personal. Even as she was bearing down on me, I could see it. It had been me and my mother who had upset her day to day by having her removed from our school on the grounds of cruelty towards children.

Had she been able to work again, I was now asking myself? Had she been struck off the teaching register? Well, of course not, we are in Gran Bretaña here? We support our own within remember, she was one of the old school! I lived through the change over of much of the old school of teachers and wow!! What a different attitude the new school of teachers had. They actually liked children!!! Therein the greatest difference of all, I believe. They allowed us to be children first and foremost.

When you have got two rivals unevenly matched as we were, bearing in mind that she was a good ten centimetres taller than I, can make for a rather one-sided combat! That extra length gave her, as already mentioned, a pair of very large hands and feet. Those feet kept hooking round my ankles and getting me off balance. Her damned legs were so long and her arms too, it was like dealing with an octopus. How long is this class? I was exhausted from this battle.

I could feel it within though, this was my chance, here it was, she was here in front of me. She was an adult of full size, yes, I was adolescent, but I was now full size too. By a strange quirk of fate, I had been given a genuine reason to go for this woman with all of my aggression. A timely word from our instructor, having just picked my sister up from the tatami for the, I do not know how manyieth time! We must try and think aggressive, this is a big male who wants to violate your will, think aggressive!

She did not see me coming this time! What a roll? Down, down, down, down, down, again and again. Using each of the techniques that were being demonstrated. I was letting her get up quickly out of the locks when she submitted. I wanted her to get on her feet quickly so I could get her down on the ground again. Whoa Lady Galadriel!!!! I had not even realized that all other activity had stopped, it was the end of the session.

The display of combat between myself and my former childhood aggressor was demonstrating all that our hunky instructor had been trying to teach us. "In spite of being the smaller rival, you can be the dominator, it is all in the mind. You have to believe in YOU. You have to be able to channel your energy and keep your thoughts clear. Direct your attack knowingly not randomly, that is how it will ever be most effective!" Those where his parting words of wisdom!!

There was little knowing in the technical sense I must admit but oh, I so well knew my motives for defending myself from this aggressor. We were asked to `leave it´ there for today and we would continue our practice in the next session. Courtesy demands that the opponents bow to each other out of respect at the end of a combat and oddly enough, she did bow to me very courteously. On the instant, I certainly did not feel so courteous but it was a reflexive reaction on my part and I bowed to her too.

Credit where credit is due, she was a bloody tough one to pin down! I do not know that the instructor would have done any better than I. I felt as though I had achieved something, I can see it now, I had evened the score. I had inflicted some serious pain on her during that session, not overlooking the fact that she was then in her forties and I in my teens.

Our Dad was waiting outside the YMCA and my former teacher saw him and approached him before we got to him. We saw the flash back effect in his eyes, the "Am I really seeing this?", just as we had an hour and a half ago. She greeted him by name and informed him that she had just spent one and a half hours of pure physical suffering from his mentally unsafe daughter, who really should receive some psychiatric help!

Dad being the perfect leader type, was not about to resort to raking up the past. In his posh voice he enquires of this woman how her career is progressing? "A lot better now that I do not have the antagonism of your daughter on a day to day basis!" was her reply. Just going to show how ten years on, this woman still had me clearly pictured in her mind. Post Traumatic Stress Disorder? Oh, yes, I sure stressed her out but her only answer was to shout at me and hit me!

That cannot be considered healthy teaching! On parting, she said to me, "I do not think I will come again. I do not think that my body can take anymore. You are the strangest child that I have ever known. Get her to a psychiatrist sir!"

Just to round of that anecdote, my body was bruised all over. When we told my mother of the whole scenario, she could barely credit it either. "What did she do to you?" she asked on seeing the bruising all over my body. I had the finger prints of this woman, vice like finger-tips marked as lines of small bruises. What a grip that B*****D had? I did not feel like going again and well, big sister could always make her own decisions and was out the next evening with the instructor getting some even more personalized attention!!! She returned not to the YMCA either!

Living, working, breathing, yes, that was today´s train of thought. But I have gone elsewhere in my trains of thought because today I am suffering heavily from Actual Traumatic Stress Disorder and trying to see how I have been able to cope with some of these tremendously antagonistic people who dog my path! I had to get away from where I am for a while. Thank you for listening!

I am so grateful that I was able to follow that train of thought all the way through before the interception of my train of thought occurred. Ms. C, if you are reading this, that uncanny perception of my vibes! I had just added that `Thank you for listening!´ when interception occurred! My escapism therapy had produced the necessary effects and so, I had turned myself back to my task of the day.

Telling you about my living, working, breathing philosophy minus the antagonist and their antagonistic behaviour which seems to have a greater force towards negativity always, why? I am not going there today? I am an INFJ type and I have to find my Assertive self within as we all do. The rise above it technique. 

Whilst this chapter is entitled Living, Working, Breathing, actually the whole book is about living, working and breathing. That is what I have always been trying to do. As most of us do. I am challenging the way in which we live, work and breathe. We are having to live in ever more precarious conditions, work in ever more abusive surroundings at employment that has no positive benefit. We have to breathe in ever more polluted air and so compromise our own physical health and destroy our own psychological health.

It is so simple for the rural areas, Medina Azaharas, all of them. Small villages and small rural market towns. My home city of Norwich is contemporaneous with Medina Azahara, another walled city. It was fundamentally a very good idea but of course, where it all came unstuck was ever for the same reason.

The accumulated wealth generated by a whole community of people was unfairly divided always. The THEM and US system. The big guys sat up high, lording it over all of us, reaping all the benefits from our hard work and giving us a token handful of coins for our labours. And we should be grateful of course, that HE has made work available to us and HE is willing to pay us for that work done! Now come on, that is a good deal! Yes, it could seem like a good deal but how often is it?

Re-distribution is the way forward. I say it many times and will continue to do so. The re-distribution of people and fortunes. The solutions for the rural areas are actually all so clear, it is really a case of going back to former employments, farming, agriculture, craftwork, forestry work and create new employment in the ecological field. 

Just this time, we need to get it all right, knowing as we do now, where we can use all that WAS positive and add all that is NEW and positive. The fusion of the BEST of the past with the BEST of today. The natural world is the scientific paradise and we still have much of our natural world undeveloped by man-kind. It is essential that we now ensure that these natural areas are protected from development by man-kind and become absorbed into HIS concrete jungle. 

I have already talked much on our Mi Lords and Ladies and their estates. Well, these estates do tend to be in rural areas that is why it is so important for these to be generating employment, produce and income. If we were to look at my birth nation which is a small island, you would see, if you were able to mark out all the estates of the wealthy, that they made up some two thirds of the total land area. If these people do not act, we really will not get far fast.

The other third being the space given to the concrete jungles, otherwise known as cities. The governments all over, seem only to see their concrete jungles and their polluting production industries. Not so in the countryside. People there still care about their environment, they still want to fight to maintain it too. Why go back to the countryside if you have no employment there? I will say that again and again. 

If all the educated heads that have had to leave their rural areas in order to find employment in the concrete jungles, were able to bring all of their knowledge back to their home areas, WE would be able to do all that was needed to restore a balance of the LIVING, WORKING, BREATHING in our rural areas.

This is about what WE CAN DO! WE, the little country folk who care. No, WE cannot work the cities but WE CAN work the countryside but WE have got to find the leadership that will back US, the country folk. We wait and we wait! I say stop waiting for leadership from man-kind. Two million years is a long time by my reckoning. WE need to become our own leaders and clear our own pathways to our better future!

Thank you for reading and please FEEL welcome to comment in the space below the post or make communication via the contact box in the right-hand panel, underneath which, you can see the follow tab. Next blog I am going into chapter eight entitled `LEADERSHIP, BOLLOCKS OR NOT?´ Have our male leaders got any courage or not? I will be ripping them to shreds and exposing them as the cowards that they really are! So check it out.

Do you suffer from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder? I do! I did not recognize it as such myself until I went through my life story in depth again. Oh, yes, there are people and their words or actions that have been your reason for PTSD! How many of you are regularly suffering from ATSD, Actual Traumatic Stress Disorder? I am! Something that we need to talk more about. Until next time, happy learning!!

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MANY HAPPY RETURNS OF THE DAY TO ALL THE TEACHERS OF THIS WORLD, THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR DEDICATION TO LEARNING.

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