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We can each make a difference

Originally posted August 25, 2015

In the year 2000, every member state of the United Nations agreed to wipe out extreme poverty in the world by 2015 through implementation of the Millennium Development Goals (MDGs), which were inspired by the ideas of economist Jeffrey Sachs. The final MDG Report found that the 15-year effort has produced the most successful anti-poverty movement in history, though there is still work to be done.

There is evidence that the resources of the planet, properly stewarded, are more than enough to make everybody’s quality of life quite acceptable in terms of the basics. The fact that we have been squandering some or all of those resources of course creates a potential shortfall for some. But these are human actions and theoretically under our control.

In September 2015 global leaders met and finalized the Sustainable Development Goals (SDGs) to continue the work to end poverty. Although many had valid issues and concerns about the UN, this organization is our greatest hope for a global communication strategy. The only way to bring everybody to the table for the highest possible good is an environment where every member state feels it has an equal voice.

This is true no matter the challenge or the setting. Let’s look at our own engagement with the world. For the highest most far-reaching results, I recommend we employ the concept of engaging relationships, where we all look at every relationship as an opportunity, whether we are enjoying it at the moment or not. We accept each relationship as a given, making the best of it that we can — drawing upon the wellsprings of unfamiliar creativity patterns in doing so, and pulling out all the stops. This creates the environment for making maximum improvements, optimizing all the issues together.

If not distorted by negative assumptions, we would realize how incredibly promising this could be for each and every one of us.  To do so on any scale, we’d have to decide to appreciate differences and challenges. We’d need to stop demonizing others and accept who he or she is, seeing that difficult relationships are a fine learning stimulus, and finding places in ourselves where we can make excellently productive fine tunings.

Let’s focus this week on seizing the day with all our relationships. Let’s remember to include the one we have with our self — which deserves some time allocation — and the relationship we have with the postulated One Self that is the Universe (or God, if you like), in which we are an aspect and the Whole at the same time. Each moment, let’s leave open at least the possibility that the Whole is aware of us.

We can each make a difference. With the critical mass of all of us changing our actions, we can make the 180-degree course changes that we all deep down inside want the planet to make.

We can start with engaging relationships, be mindful of our resources and our actions, and see how the ripples in the pond will spread to the ends of the Earth.

Best to all,


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Originally posted 2015-08-25 13:57:24. Republished by Blog Post Promoter

The War in Space

Current Classic Bill postVolume 6, Issue 15

Part 86 of the ongoing saga of The Great Being, the One Self that manifests as each of us.

Atlantis had a klaxon horn that sounded like temple bells, which woke the entire population of Angels, Cherubs, Agents and visiting humans, including some Rebel spies, in the middle of night off the coast of Southern Europe and Africa. All but the humans listened in to Atlantis’s broadcast warning: “A very large fleet of Rebel warships is heading this way from across the galaxy and beyond. Please move indoors away from the surface of the ship.” Their hosts guided the visiting humans into the interior parts of Atlantis while the outer surface returned to its original diamond appearance.

An enormous army was assembled on the beaches of what are today Gibraltar and Morocco, and hordes of boats had already been launched, bringing assault troops across to attack Atlantis. In the boat leading the sea fleet, standing at the bow and taking the full blast of the sea drizzle, stood Ares in a heroic posture, fully aware that he was posing and feeling a little foolish about it. Continue reading

Spy Counterspy

Current Classic Bill postVolume 6, Issue 12

Part 83 of the ongoing saga of The Great Being, the One Self that manifests as each of us.

Dozens of emissaries had been given the key message, trained in writing and code, given tools with which to subdue their overpowering brains, and other necessary tradecraft, and then sent into the world, and yet the Rebels still had no idea what was going on.



On a day like this I could destroy them all, Perse said of his followers. He was such a long league above them that they were as much of a hindrance as a help, he often felt, and this was one of those times. But he would never diminish his forces out of sheer disappointment, since they had a good way of keeping his adversary busy.

Perse was in his ship, the same planet-buster that had destroyed the fifth planet Ceres in the Sol system so many years ago, creating the asteroid belt. He accounted to no one for his movements and although his followers believed him to be outside of the Sol system, he was close by Earth, invisible to Agents and Rebels and even to Atlantis.

The Island with the big pointy mountain

The Island with the big pointy mountain

Undetected, Perse dove from his ship down to Earth’s surface, where he took on the appearance of a pigeon and flew toward a nearby island with a large pointy mountain. Flying onto the first beach he could reach, he mixed easily with the gulls, who ignored him. Walking toward the water he spied Sniike, who he knew had come to drown himself. He called Sniike.

Sniike turned suddenly and for some reason noticed a pigeon staring at him from a few feet away. He almost spoke to the bird but then realized how ridiculous it would be and started toward the water again. Perse flew past his face much closer than would a real bird. Sniike stopped ankle deep in the sea and watched the bird circle back and land on the water, bobbing there and staring at him. Sniike watched and waited.

Giving up? he heard in his head.

Yes I guess I am, he said mentally to the pigeon but mostly to himself. Unless my messages have gotten out and you are here to reinforce me, Sniike thought with irony.

I can fly your message out, the pigeon said in his mind.


Best to all,


Image credits:
Perse by Charles Barnett III;
Island with the big pointy mountain (detail) — Records of the Soul

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A Most Unusual Sea Journey

Current Classic Bill postVolume 6, Issue 7

Part 78 of the ongoing saga of The Great Being, the One Self that manifests as each of us.
Previous episodes.

It was a short walk from the tavern to the seaside. Athenius and Sniike walked astride a few paces behind Melchizedek and Layla, who had kicked off their shoes and were reveling in digging their bare feet in the sand, holding hands and singing something the Greek and the Parsan could not make out.

They walked past some crude rowboats with cruder sail-rigs and stopped at a strange and unimpressive little vessel, smaller than anything else they had seen. Looking down into it, it looked as if there was something dark to sit on, but there were no oars or places to affix them, and certainly no sail.

“This is your boat?” Sniike remarked, now suspecting that the whole setup was a fraud.

“Yes, isn’t she a beauty?” Melchizedek asked proudly. “Layla picked the carpeting.” Layla looked humbly gratified. “It’s Parsan carpeting,” she said to Sniike, hoping he would take it is a compliment to his people. Sniike did a double-take as his eyes adjusted and he was able to make out the complex scrollwork. “I’ve never seen a Parsan carpet in a boat before,” Sniike confessed, “nor any other kind of carpet.”

“That’s the deep blue your carpetmakers call Perse,” Athenius, the man of the world, informed Sniike. Named in honor of Perse, Maitreya pathed into the minds of Melchizedek and Layla.

the ovoid boat

The ovoid boat with a deep blue scrollwork carpet and ringed with gold.

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Finding One Honest Man

Current Classic Bill postVolume 6, Issue 6

Part 77 of the ongoing saga of The Great Being, the One Self that manifests as each of us.
Previous episodes.

Athenius scooped up the cosmic smartphone and tapped on it as he’d seen Melchizedek do. Cosmic smartphones had been around forever and once they assumed their present size and shape they had stopped changing appearance over time. Easy to use with one hand and almost weightless, able to call anyone in the Multiverse, they were almost as good as telepathy.

Cosmc smartphone

Sniike was still drawn back in ill-concealed terror, which he was gradually mastering. Melchizedek couldn’t see the screen with his eyes but through Athenius’s eyes he saw that the screen now showed the many text messages recently received. Now Athenius seemed shocked. “What is that?” he asked in a strong voice. He sensed something very important just out of reach of his mind.

“That’s called writing,” Melchizedek said gently. “You folks haven’t invented it yet.”

“Of course we’ve invented it,” Athenius retorted, insulted. “We use it to keep track of who owes what to whom.”

“Yes, we know,” Layla said and laid a friendly hand on his arm. “Writing has a great many other uses besides counting that you will appreciate.”

Athenius and Sniike were now very attentive. Layla had just made it clear they were being offered a Faustian bargain that they would be crazy to turn away. They were going to be taught and possibly equipped with powerful new weapons of dominance.

“Selling those trinkets are you?” Sniike asked, sidling up beside Layla.

“Not right now,” Layla said with a smile, “but we will send you home with a present.”

“Are you inviting us to your land?” Athenius asked, with his dignity returned. This seemed to confuse Sniike, who had not seen it coming. Layla simply nodded.

“We’d like a few days of your time to change your life and blow your mind,” Melchizedek said with a smile.

“What do you get out of it?” Sniike asked quickly.

“We want to help the best people lead the others,” Melchizedek said. Sniike seemed very flattered by this, not realizing that the Agents had selected Athenius and would just as soon be rid of Sniike if they could be.

Sniike was unsatisfied, suspicious, saying, “Yes, but you must want to get something for your selves…”

Athenius cut across him, “Sometimes a person does the right thing just because it is the right thing.” This embarrassed Sniike, who mumbled “Of course” unconvincingly. Continue reading

The Investigation into General Stari-Ki

Current Classic Bill postVolume 5, Issue 50

Part 69 of the ongoing saga of The Great Being, the One Self that manifests as each of us.
Previous episodes.

Recap of last week's episode.

We have been following the experiences of two Agents of Cosmic Intelligence, Melchizedek and Layla, here on a mission that started in 200,000 BC. To infiltrate the Rebel forces on the planet, they walked into the near-dead bodies of Blu and Ska around 40,000 BC on the coast of northwestern Spain. Taken into the Rebel Stari-ki’s army, they trekked southward, made a miraculous crossing over the Straits of Gibraltar, and are now discovering Africa.

Blu and Ska were relaxing with their wives, enjoying watching the children play, and thinking how wonderful it would be if life was always like this. Blu pondered what their duty was, asking “What does the Universe want us to do, and why?” Unaware of Stari-ki’s transformation, Ska warned Blu that he might be mentally spying on them. Meanwhile, still in Neva’s tent, Stari-ki is asking the same questions. Neva tells him, “We’re all parts of the One consciousness,” and Stari-ki again wonders if this is an enemy thought. Except he no longer believes that Agents and the backstabber are his enemies. Suddenly, the phone rang in his mind: he was being contacted by high command. What now?

The Shaitan the planetary military governor

The Shaitan

It was the Shaitan himself — the planetary military governor — who reported to Lucifer Himself. Templar-ji made sure to think of himself as Stari-ki. The Shaitan seemed jovial and collegial. Well, are you among the living at last, young man?



Sorry sir. As I told Goma in a lucid moment, the rest of the time since my last report I was in a coma. I am just up a few hours and was about to report, Stari-ki reported with a ring of truth.

Good, good, your rivals up here wanted to blast your ass but I told them to let me handle it, the Shaitan said. After a moment he laughed. I’m a man of my word, son, so I do have my finger on the button right now.


How may we serve, sir? Stari-ki responded.

How are you getting on with Nastassia? the Shaitan asked.

If you mean Queen Neva sir, Stari-ki said, we have only begun negotiations to combine forces, but I speak confidently when I say it is done. Stari-ki was looking into Neva’s eyes. Neva smiled and nodded. This was the marriage proposal.

We of course can observe your every move down there, the Shaitan reminded him unnecessarily, although Neva raised her eyebrows. Stari-ki shook his head and held out his arms to indicate the degree of resolution that could be seen from the Shaitan’s command post, about a yard on each side, and then pointed to the roof and shook his head again.

Of course sir. We have been progressing according to your past orders. What are your current orders sir? Stari-ki asked.


Can she hear us?

Stari-ki thought only an instant before responding, Yes sir. Of course they know she’s in the tent, he thought in his hopefully-hidden mind.

Neva understood and stood up to leave the tent. She looked at him and he nodded, so she left and headed as far away as possible.

You can see she’s left now sir, Stari-ki said, and the Shaitan grunted assent.

You see, son, she’s an Agent, the Shaitan began. Our alterations to the native brains worked like a charm and she is under our spell. But her instincts are Agent instincts. We can’t control her every move. All the new brain achieved was enough inner competition and distraction to erase pre-life memories. We keep her under surveillance and hope to catch a whole batch of them that way. You have to play along with the game. She didn’t know we exist until she met you.

I suspected it sir, Stari-ki responded.

You’re a smart kid, Stari-ki. Stay loyal to me and you will go far.


My best to all,


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1. The Shaitan – Galactic Ruler by Aussiemate2

2. Lucifer – Lucifer
3. Stari-Ki from earlier post
4. Neva from earlier post