I’m writing this moments after my last blog entry.

Why?

Because I’m on fire, that’s why. You may have to wait for days before I blog again.

Why?

Because I’m not a machine. and I refuse to write about "anything" just to keep my blog active. This is NOT a diary – it is a communication.

I’m on the cusp of a tipping point. All you KNOW of the recession is what the "Media" are telling you.

They are only telling you the bad news. I’ll bet right now you think the whole world is going down the toilet.

You couldn’t be more wrong.

Not a single Government is burning money right now.

Not a single person is storing money uner their mattress. The money is STILL THERE.

All that is happening, is that RICH FOLKS are holding onto their money and only spending it when a bargain comes along.

When you read "$$$Millions Wiped Off The Stock Market" what it really means is that "$$$Millions Exchanged Hands On The Stock Market"

You see, the stock market is a Zero Sum Game. One mans loss is another mans gain (ditto ladies!)

Recession Is Only Folks Keeping Their Cash In Their Own Pockets

So your bank is asking why you can’t pay this months mortgage?

Me Too. Sheeshh am I frightened. Do you feel trapped? Me Too. But – no – not really.

The only thing that separates me from you, is that I think I can change the way I put food on my families table.

Crazy? I don’t think so. Let me give you some ideas (don’t stop at my list – keep writing……)

I stand on the shoulders of giants.

We humans seem to be driven by keeping our "truths" at the expense of learning the truth.

Me Too.

But I’m open to learning.

Take religion, my sister is a devout "xxxxxxxxxxxxx  xxxxxxxxxxxx", and whenever we discuss this, it ends up with "Well it’s my faith". I respect her for that, yet see it is also the very thing that stops her from reaching her full potential while on earth.

If faith means "belief without proof" then we are screwed.

To losely-quote great thinkers before me (take a bow Bertrand), if I believe there is a tea-pot circling the earth – and you have not discovered it – the reason is , you were looking in the wrong places!"

What joy. 

You may conclude that I am a non-supporter of any organised religion.

I have just had a drink in the bar of the hotel where I am staying (that’s my weakness too!), and the bar staff were glued to a popular UK soap on the TV.

In that instant, they were living their lives by the fantasy that played on-screen. Hey, it is more safer than hard drugs!

But probably is just as responsible for slowing humans from reaching their full potential.

Grown men (usually) are passionate about their football team — a bunch of multi-millionaires who are really in the "money-making business". And the fans keep themselves trapped in mediocrety – while the players move their lives to optimise their existence on the planet…David Beckham will not spend a single moment worrying about UK fans who can’t pay their mortgage right now……nor will his Rich Bitch wife…..

Readers of "Hello" magazine – please keep buying it and putting £1000’s into these mega stars social moments…

Here is my point.

You may know that I live in Spain and work from time to time in the UK. I’m in a London hotel as i write. Foolishly, I have asked for a daily paper to be delivered to my room. After several days, I feel quite depressed. The Newspapers just love crisis – doom and gloom all over their pages. TV is just the same.

When I get my UK business done and return to Spain, I’m sure I’ll feel like living again! 

But history teaches us that the greatest changes come from crisis. Maybe we all got a bit complacent – it’s not just the greedy bankers…

This is not a blog – it’s a Rant!

You don’t  get wiser as you get older – you just see things a little clearer – at least – life-stuff-things. For example, when much younger:-

School and Religion were mandatory.

Later Politics and Government were added -also mandatory.

Respect of anyone in Authority became hard-wired.

What were you good at when in School? I remember topics that I liked – but I really only remember a constant stream of what I failed at – or needed to "improve".

School Reports were judging the individual against some totally artificial "average". No one noticed I had a natural skill for observation.

Since moving to Spain, I decided to eat healthier and to "eat what the locals eat".

It occurred to me that being a post-war baby, my earliest memories were from the 1950’s. Looking back, it seemed an age of innocence then. Well, innocence in terms of our daily lives.

When the weather was bad Mum had a regular meal roster from Sunday to Sunday. She always overcooked the meat and vegetables.

Sunday was beef and yorkshire pudding, Monday was reheated beef or "bubble and squeek", Tuesday was….well I’ve forgotten – but I know, being a good Catholic, that Friday was always fish with vegetables.