cricket is a fucking money printing machine. now with the world cup, millions if not billions will be made. even betting on the game outcomes is a huge bloody business. so you never know may be the final outcome of this saturday’s world cup final game is already fixed. we the ignorant spectators will shout and scream for our teams, while the big boys will cash in big time.

few years back a South African cricket captain admitted to match fixing. the guy even had a tattoo on his arm, WWJD, What Would Judas Do, opps sorry, What Would Jesus Do. And he did exactly that, follow judas. the fucking father of christianity.

so this saturday, don’t get all hyped up, the game is already decided by the money movers and shakers. such is life in this capitalistic world of ours, everything is decided by money. who lives, who dies, who eats, who starves, yes decided by the supreme godhead, the MONEY.

fucked up shit, so join us, investigate the Equal Money System. lets bring a new world where money doesn’t rule us humans. it is simply tool to exchange. Study investigate Equal Money System.

Make your fucking life a useful one

Apparently the two entire nations came to a standstill during the semi finals world cup cricket match between India and Pakistan. in Pakistan, the government declared a half-day to allow civil servants to enjoy the match.

watching bits and pieces on a cricket website, you can see the emotional highs and lows on the spectators. so over 1 billion humans were glued to their idiot boxes hoping their boys will win it. god, cricket in india and pakistan is worse than praying to a non existent god.  those guys go crazy during the game between the these two nations. their hidden nuclear arms comes to surface thru the cricket bat and ball, allowing the feelings of patriotism and nationalism to run wild. what a fucked up reality is this. a game, a match is taking the attention of 1 billion+ humans. Indian TV channels made a killing today.

India won, so what is the big fucking deal? all those spectators i guess had a good reason to party for the night then go home. Upon arriving home, they sill have to worry about survival, food, shelter, medicine, education, bill payments etc. i suppose the game is an emotional escape from the burden of living in those countries. for a day they felt great to be an indian. because otherwise it sucks to be an indian in india, in that poor country.  oppression corruption slavery all sorts of other bullshit to put up with, who cares, cricket solves all problems in india.

what a fucked up mindcontrolled bunch of monkeys we have become.

what about all those starving poor indians in india ? have their reality changed ? has cricket changed their reality ? fucked up shit.

you stupid fucking fanatic indian cricket fans, investigate Equal Money System to bring dignity of life to every Indian, if you dare to care.

cheering to your cricket team doesn’t make you a proud indian, help bring Equal Money System to all indians, surely you will have done a great service.

back in 1982-83, in all boys school in sri lanka, i have some memories of being bullied by a classmate of my age. very strange this guy picked on me and at times physically attempted to harm me. for sure, words of filth were ample. today some 30 years later, the fucker comes to facebook and offering a very condescending ‘sorry’ with a smile. And the fucker is a Jesus cocksucker now. WTF.

all i can say is, don’t be so sorry you sorry as motherfucker.

instead self-forgive yourself.

i am telling myself no blog tonight because its already past midnight. true, but it doesn’t take that long to write few lines. the point of self-writing daily is to write daily, not to miss even a single day. i just noticed i have submitted 70 blog entries since i started daily blogging, about 3 months back.

i have been rather regular about my daily blogging. i know, if i miss just one day, i will notice a difference, this daily blogging thing has really become a part of day to day living. i must write everyday, even if it is past midnight.

perhaps there is self joy in self writing. well let me not go there, the point i want to make is, just write, even few lines, it is sufficient. remember, this is called daily writing to freedom. so i cannot even miss a single day.

of course daily means everyday.

that’s all i have to say tonight, and for that i got a small blog entry tonight.

Join us, join this self blogging revolution, take small steps. write few lines, but do it daily.

it just unbelievable how emotionally possessed i become. i mean it really sucks. sometimes for a whole day i can stay stuck in a doze of emotions without any relief from it for hours and hours. i need to get physical meaning i lack physical movements, workouts, some kind of a sport, or even house cleaning, lack of physical movement coupled with ‘sit down and think’ has made me a bag of emotions. it sucks,

i see so many happy people but somehow i seem often taken over by some emotions. today monday by the time i got ready to goto work, i was overloaded by certain line of thinking and emotions, i felt so way too much. i called a day off. i spend the day alone, self time. coffee time, walking time, even then what do i do, i just think and think. all day i did nothing useful, went to see a car at dealer, that’s about it, mostly spend sitting for tea and just thinking. here get physical means get the hell out of the mind, get out of that chair and move the butt to do some physical activity. even walking for god sake would take me out of my mind. nope i just sat with tea and did a day full of thinking. i guess i have a lot of think these days.

i am sure at the hour of my death, i will regret wasting this day. why did i waste so much of my life just thinking and doing nothing. get physical , get physical, do some cleaning, go for a walk, clean the tables, clean the toilets, do something, even fucking masturbate if you have to, just to get out of that thinking chair and stop god damn thinking.

so i am going to buy myself a little voice recorder, so when i hit that thinking chair with my tea next time, i am going to hit record button, at least i will have a few vids done, a view into my demonic secret mind. a view into my nasty fucking backchat. i am going to just talk the shit out of my mind and record the shit. its ok, it is my process, my shit i will gladly share with all. perhaps some may see their shit in my shit too

Tonight i met fellow destonians in ottawa/canada, it was very cool. we spoke with one voice. we shared views and our desteni experiences with one voice. this one voice was made possible thanks to the self forgiveness process each one has been walking for sometime. it is amazing to see how determined each person is in their commitment to self change and to change this world. i mean so much refreshing than speaking to so-called ‘normal bunch of people’.

tonight each destonian is a witness that the desteni process is the solution to self change and world change. i am my own proof and each is their own proof, yet in coming together each becomes a point of support to others. while the desteni process is a solo process, the group support is ample and amazing. talking to any destonian is a refreshing experience. i mean there is no bullshit. even if there is some bullshit it is quickly made visible. yeah looking back i made few comments that are full of bullshit. and that is ok because self-introspection, self-reflection, self-forgiveness, self-correction is what i am walking until i undo my bullshit completely.

1000s may reject the mission of equality, but to meet just 1 person who stands for equality is a joy.  when you hear the voice of that one who is speaking for equality, you know, you’re hearing the truth, the real stuff. so it was really cool a meeting. we are not same, but we are equal we are one.

tonight it become very clear to me: the mother of all problems in our world is lack of equality. every problem boils down to that. so when equality for all is here, there will be a new earth, a new heaven for all, us humans, animals, and nature.

I am glad i am walking this desteni process. and I am not alone.

WTF. I am still crazy about this game called cricket. grew up watching it, playing it, and now the world cup 2011 cricket is going on, i am like glued to scores, thank god i don’t get the games on TV here, so at work every few minutes i will be checking the scores on games going on in south east asia right now. its a shame, how much i am mindprogrammed and controlled to watch bullshit game. and how much i react emotionally to the games ups and downs. specially for my team, i have strong attachment. this is a total mindfuck. no other word to describe the bullshit of attachment to sports.

As child i was into cricket, then into adulthood very much into watching and playing the game too. but now i hardly play it, just watching and reading about it like a religion almost. fucking bullshit. so what is that i am really ‘getting’ when my team is playing well ?

excitement, thrill, energy rush, belonging, victorious, group identification, kind of heard mentality by following a team, nationalism, etc. so all those are basically self definitions which i enhance through the national team. perhaps it has nothing to do with the game itself, its enhancement of self definitions i get by following the game. i mean, suppose if i am here just as breath, no such game following would be required.

i may have dumped all the gods and religions, but hell no i have not given up the god of spots and energy excitement. so i am back to square one again.

Tomorrow my team, sri lanka is playing against england in quarter finals. i am getting all excited to follow it online. watching the clip online etc. what a madness. what a waste of time, what a waste of life,

my time here on earth, is not about wasting on mundane religious bullshit like watching games or following them online. if anything,i should go out in the fields and play the game, get physical etc. just watching it like going to church is just pure bullshit.

the excitement to see my team win is a such big fucking deal. the desire to win, which is what creating hell on earth. the root of capitalism is also the desire to win. so participating and following sports is just like supporting capitalism. i mean sports is all about money anyways.

yeah so the world cup cricket is going on, while millions starving and dying in hunger and thirst. and i just want to get high in energy rush by seen my team winning. what a fucking bullshit. for sure it would be very painful to see my team lose. sure sign of attachment to bullshit.

so much fucking bullshits in our lives.

well return to breath, be here, be physical, consider what is best for all. speak for equality, stand for equality, self-forgive, be self honest. and stop participating in social bullshit like watching a fucking world cup game.

i am here. i breathe. i stand for what is best for all. my life here is not about entertainment, its about bringing equality for all, its about standing up for what is real.

I am hunting for a car these days, i learned my car insurance could cost about 60-70% of my monthly car payments. so in 10 years, i would have paid about $13,000 in just insurance payments. very fascinating this insurance business.

I recall in the olden days back in Sri Lanka the village farmers had something similar to insurance concept. the idea is simple and above all, its best for all. this is how it worked:

Lets say there are 20 farmers in this little village, every month each farmer would put a monthly contribution to the collective cash pot, and the pot is given to one farmer each month. in this way, each farmer gets the pot once. this is very similar to insurance payments, from the perspective of monthly payments, where each farmer must make his payments for every month for 20 months. So every farmer gets the cash pot once. every farmer gets to have one big month. and there is no concept of profit here, no concept of money-managers, no concept of administrative fee, its all collected by the farmers, and shared by the farmers.

Whereas now, every driver is paying monthly payments, say there are 10 million drivers in canada, and each driver is paying nearly 100$ a month, that is a whopping 1000 million dollars collected as monthly car insurance payments by the large insurance companies. that is 1 billion dollars btw. now, don’t tell me all that 1 billion$ is going back to the community of drivers. no not at all. small part of it goes to pay for car accidents and payouts as they call them. but large part of it is pocketed by the collectors in this case the large insurance companies.

so for 1 month, a whopping 1 billion dollars and for 1 year, 10 billion $$$$$. well, you do the math, all in the name of covering each driver for safety from accidents and injuries. A really good way to suck billions of dollars using fear,

that is what insurance is all about, making money out of fear.

whereas in the olden village collection was for the collective good of all farmers. its good for each farmer, its good for all farmers. very simple pooling of money for the good of all.

now within the equality systems of things, we are not returning to the village style of insurance,we go beyond and above that formula. we simply cover and protect every human being. that is precisely what equal money system is all about. supporting covering, protecting every human being with full support. no need for profit based insurance giants to protect us. they are not protecting us, they are making money in the name of protecting us.

so for now, i will have to get a car and pay the fucking insurance premium, there is no other choice. we have to live in the system now. though i am very fed up with this fucking system of profit making in every juncture of one’s life here. this is the madness we have created for ourselves.

So its urgent, we bring a new world of equality for all to live in dignity. for this, i am unconditionally a voice and a vote for world equality.

please join us. thanks.

A letter to a friend:

Hi Vasantha,

yes please visit www.desteni.co.za and learn about the self-supporting tools then as you develop in self-trust you can start speaking about equal life party stuff. but first self, meaning, you have to become utterly self-honest, for which you have to self-walk a process of 2-3 years of self-forgiveness etc.

so see the site get involved for yourself. then as inner so outer, you will naturally take part in changing this world for what is best for all. of course equal money system, equal labor, equal education, equal housing will all make sense to you. we are so mind preprogrammed even to question capitalism is so hard for some, they think its been evil to question the capitalism etc.

so yes we are becoming the new politicians and new economists of the world first by becoming self-honest human beings. again only in 10-15 years we will register the equal life party in every country, so by the time we bring equal life systems that supports all life equally, we estimate good 20-25 years. but it must be done, and it will be done.

much chaos and calamities are on the table as you can see in increased in natural warnings for humanity. even the birds are dying to tell us something. you must have heard birds, bats, fishes, honey bees, have vanished in sudden vast numbers in last few years. at the same time democracy is arising, even in unimaginable places like libya etc, and it must, its all assisting to bring a new world.

so watch-out for next 10 years as humanity get ready to self create a new world. this is a universal process, time has come to end man’s brutal ego towards himself and nature. And don’t count on afterlife promises, we only worry about how to create a practical heaven on earth. that’s all, no heavens no hells, all is here. and you by self-forgiving and becoming self-honest to yourself, you will assist in the creation of heaven on earth, along with others who are walking this process.

i know you stood for justice in many points in your life, now stand for equality for all humans. its a whole new journey. so i invite you visit desteni.co.za and start your self-forgiveness process. one breath at a time. though the project is massive, but all starts with you, just one breath at a time.

thanks

yeah i found myself to be making too many jokes, as if i want others to have a laugh. this a long standing personality trait of mine. i am very quick to crack a joke in the company of others, also when children are around like to crack a joke or two, i like to make the kids laugh. actually i become a bit of a clown when kids are around. with adults around, yeah i am quick throw ‘funny comments’ of course not at the expense of another getting hurt or anything. no, just deliberately throwing in ‘funny’ comments. sometimes i even plan my jokes.

i have to stop this funny guy mentality or personality. trying to throw funny comments is just a way to draw the attention of others towards me. obviously. i want others to pay attention to me, listen to what i have to say etc. this again goes back to living with the breath, where there is absolutely no need for any jokes or funny comments. as breath i am simply here.

trying to impress others with ‘advance thought’ is another bullshit i do, all this is to get attention for myself. sometimes i will crack a profound comment about society etc, clearly to show that i have a strong understanding about how fucked up the world is. my actual comment may be valid, but it is done with the starting point of wanting attention to myself, now that sucks.

so only way to stop being a funny clown is stop cracking jokes and stop being a fucking clown in front of others. this is so hard for me as this personality trait has become so much of myself, i can’t even see that it is a personality trait. at this very moment my backchat is saying, “my funny side is my self expression’ which is valid” etc. so clearly i can see i have so much become my personality of funny guy. i can’t even see the possibility that i have become my personality. but the backchat says “hey its only your self expression, whats so wrong been humorous and funny ” etc.

well whats wrong is i am trying to be funny to get attention from others, wanting others to pay attention to me, because without my funny comments i am kind of dull and boring perhaps. without my funny comments, i really don’t’ have anything to share with others in my social world. i would just have to sit quietly without having anything to say useful. so to cover up my ‘boredom’ self, i throw in the cracks of jokes to make feel important in the company of others. with kids to i want them to like me, so i go around to be a fake clown so that kids will like me. this bullshit must stop.

 instead i self accept me as the breath of life, i don’t need others approval of my jokes and funny comments. i am simply here, no need to plan jokes and throw them out with timely precision so that punch line lands perfectly. a perfect joke, every one laughs, i get the the attention.

hahahah, anton is a such funny guy. what fucking bullshit. instead i am self acceptance, i accept me, i am here as breath of life, i am breathing this breath. i am physical here as breath. breath by breath i can surely undo this madness to be a funny guy.

i am here breathing.