EDITORIAL MISSION STATEMENT
“To erase boundaries, right wrongs, ease suffering,
uplift the down-trodden, ennoble the poor in spirit
and make ludicrous amounts of money
without actually doing a whole lot.”
said Jed a long time ago.
‘Tis proved doable. Huh.. sorta. Parts of. Well…………… ONE part.
Do you know the most odd aspect of trawling the internet armed with the name? Obituaries!! Of dead people. From many locations. Some photos are really shite… like selfies, taken in bad lighting and badly composed, someone’s body parts or strands of hair in the background, and the subject in the photo looks washed out and… hmm.. dead?. Couldn’t the so called loved ones provide something a little more dignified in order to mark the departure? It’s forever, no? The photos?
Me?… Couldn’t care less. I would much rather have my body casually tossed into the jungle. It tickles me to imagine the wildlife enjoying the feast, and trust me… piles of white meat (and fat) WILL be hungrily appreciated. The local wildlife is more used to malnourished morsels of little brown people, and they burn the morsels, what a waste….. Then one such atom of ‘me’ will hit you on the nose when you breathe in the jungle air: one atom had contributed to the oxygen formation, another became part of the animal turd, another is residing in the palm leaf, etc. etc… Fantastic! Just like ‘Lucy’.. I am everywhere!
My son is totally OK with the jungle scenario. Gotta save him a few bob. But I digress.
I can’t believe I am gonna say this… the two-part ‘Jed’ chronicles, so auspiciously splitting and fuelling personal convictions, wild theories and conspiracies, end with a somewhat disappointing little fart. A tiny bubble of freshly gutted air quietly leaving the confines of Jed’s back passage, and not even a whiff of stink!
You all will be pleased to know that ‘Jed McKenna’ creator doesn’t smell bad. His hygiene is impeccable: no nubile chocolate babes to entangle with, no smuggled jewels or guns, no border runs or IRS most wanted lists, not even one tiny Ponzi enterprise. A teeny weeny pyramid scheme or some such (well, aside from the lofty Enlightenment pyramid scheme, but that has been around for aeons so as to become a legitimately accepted con).
Instead, there are zeros and ones, the magic digits that have kept the world enthralled for the past 30 or so years. The Internet has enhanced the illusion with such persuasive force that I doubt many minds will survive the assault of augmented virtual ‘reality’ beyond the end of this century.
There are pay cheques (‘checks’ for you ‘murika dwellers). They also come in digits, are the result of the internet zero and one trade which I consider a dirty trade, but then I am not normal. Normal humans would kill for the opportunity to make money out of air. Whatever. Those digits look very good on paper too.
There is a measured, reserved, sheltered life expressing self only through words and sentences, but in a way that r e a c h e s…. and en-riches. Nothing has been smashed, burnt, destroyed in own life, but the far-reaching words prompt to smash, burn and destroy those of others, often very literally.
You called yourself a megalomaniac once, but I don’t see that. A highly intelligent Mind always pays the price for the vision: The Mariana Trench to the rest who cannot comprehend even a fraction of what one sees. So you scoffed and mocked and ridiculed, who is to blame…there is absolutely no hope in hell you would have made it in a conventional writing setting, and good on ya for making it out of the snake pit. Remember what happens to trailblazers.. arrows in the ass and all that.
Where it all goes OFF the Truth trail is the act of calling this state of own intelligence ‘truth realisation’, or worse – Enlightenment. ‘Enlightenment’ is a curse word. Dirty. Compromised. Over solicited. Underwritten. Kinda like the word ‘God’. Duplicitous. Let’s face it….. human beings are not that smart, bounded first by the DNA and then by external mind conditioning. Those two combined – conspire against any odds of initial awakening, and even fewer arrive at post awakened Clarity. Why the blazing hell are you writing books about it when you intimately know the facts?
Ah. OK, got it. The hell with ‘enlightenment’. I might have to ask you for some marketing tips, given your expertise. As you urged once..… go make some money, right? U.G. Krishnamurti said it. You said it. I say it… go make some money. Perhaps, the cunts at the top who squeeze the populace for every penny got it right. Perhaps, they are even enlightened. Heck, they ARE enlightened!
Also… out of ‘two Jeds’ could be born a magnificent human being: both smart and calculating like Jed, and adventure packed and daring like Kenneth. A superhuman who could burn his way through any opposition with cold precision. Hmm…. Chinggis Khan? Attila?
Run for your life!!! I must say I’m kinda glad it gets evenly distributed rather than lumped into one individual.
The fire in our eyes burns a hole in Humanity’s humanity.
Note: Too late. I saved every comma. You ain’t gonna go down in history as a ‘No Name’.