The Great Reset? No Thanks

These are disconcerting times we are living in, and prior assumptions about the way the world works are being blasted out of the sky like so many fairground ducks. Since the virus panic took hold early in 2020, governments, corporations and their media accomplices have fallen over themselves in an attempt to force the notionContinue reading “The Great Reset? No Thanks”

Sensemaking Beyond the Robot

A couple of new expressions entered my lexicon this week after I watched some videos by Daniel Schmachtenberger on the site Rebel Wisdom. Schmactenberger’s (let’s just call him Daniel) series of films that come under the title The War on Sensemaking, should be essential viewing for anyone who wants to make sense of why everyone eitherContinue reading “Sensemaking Beyond the Robot”

The Mystic and the Missing Key

A lot of people today will tell you that humanity in general reached its apex some time ago and is now coasting towards some equivalent of a cosmic compost heap. If they’re being particularly harsh, they might even say that we deserve it, citing all the damage we have done to the biosphere and ourContinue reading “The Mystic and the Missing Key”

An Unknown World

Perhaps my psychic defences were worn down a little by the almost incessant barrage of fear coming out of the popular media. Or maybe it was the result of the aforementioned leg injury, which ended up turning septic before a match-sized thorn was eventually noticed and extracted. Or maybe it was Mars being retrograde, orContinue reading “An Unknown World”

Blackberry Mead and a Bloody Knee

This week’s post was going to be about E.F. Schumacher and the concepts he wrote about in relation to getting back to a ‘human sized’ economic system. But fate intervened and things did not go according to plan … If you read my post last week you may also recall that I said I wasContinue reading “Blackberry Mead and a Bloody Knee”

Paganomics 101: Economics as if Gaia Mattered

Picture, if you will, a grim concrete tower block in a grotty and depressing area of north London. The year is 1989 and the tower block, which bears a plaque stating it was opened by a certain Margaret Thatcher, contains a host of nervous looking freshers seated on plastic chairs in a draughty hall. It’sContinue reading “Paganomics 101: Economics as if Gaia Mattered”