"U ok? Lots of bombs in London 2day" - my sisters text message
7 July 05, 11.39am, London
"U ok? Lots of bombs in London 2day" - my sisters text message
My throat is constricted as I pen what thoughts arise about the London scenes today.
Explosions between 9 to 10am including Liverpool Street Station, area now evacuated, 'ghost like'.
"I'm fine" I replied to my sisters text message, as I went to the TV news.
I myself was at Liverpool Street Station today at 7.15am.
Other phone calls received to check that I am alive and in one piece.
“This is the ultimate nightmare coming into play and we must make sure we over come it” says a reporter.
"Blood, glass, smoke, pain, screaming, terrible casualties, hospital, paramedics, confusion, bombs, white light, black out, 90 casualties at Aldgate station [15 minutes from where I was earlier this morning], top of bus blown off, a lot of people being treated laying on the ground, stretchers, bodies lying all over the floor, explosions in a number of locations, thousands evacuated from Euston Station [20 minutes from where I was], German transport network is taking immediate measures in response, similar to Madrid targeted at public transport, 7 explosions, army on the streets, " - reports the media.
Familiar locations to me shown on TV news, some that I frequent. My countrymen, innocents, trapped in a sandwich between political and religious terror.
‘walking wounded' – Reporter
But there is another side to the tale
‘dead populations walking' – Neo-Tech
Many still remain duped by politics and media; continue to be fooled, and therefore to fall victim to further and worse events such as these. Or wake up to the fact that politics and terrorism coexist as it has done throughout history, so to eliminate the threat of terror attacks we must eliminate the death-grip hold of Politics.
By trusting politics to govern our societies people remain ineffective losers of an insane asylum, a theater of the absurd, where events such as these will escalate.
"WAKE UP!"
I'm not sure that you can really feel and experience the insanity and unecessity of such events as happened this morning because I think we expect such things to happen now. This is not a civilisation of humanity.
Perhaps one day you'll suddenly wonder why you haven't heard from me in so long, receiving no update from me regarding my life purpose of the rise of a free Supercivilisation.
Perhaps my vision of a glittering modern village somewhere in Europe of business, science, art, health, love, FREEDOM, and LIFE! shall not rise, or at least not by me any further than the writings that I have published up to ‘that' date.
Will politics expand its power under the apparent justification of safety and security?
Such that my anti-political writings are confiscated. The European Union's Europol (European Police) that is located in the old Gestapo headquarters is now confiscating information and arresting 'dissidents'.
"Should I befall a terrorist plot to garot me in the street.
Or should beurocrats raid my home, to arrest me from my sleep.
Let it here by known that regardless my fate, whether hushed in dungeons, or blown to bits,
It will be known that with all my mite, I stood up to all those gits.
"Eliminating coercion to put up a fight,
I worked a plan, inspiring the Super-societies flight
From a vision conceived, emotionally empowered,
I fought with bullets of light.
"Join those of us who are learning to lead,
that our loved ones will never bleed.
Because centers of freedom rise as beacons of light
The day is not yet night..
WhiteRabbit, written 2004, edited today 7 July 05
After 9/11 in the US I made the decision not to be on London Transport during rush hour times. Perhaps today I can consider my choice well paid off.
I shall now consider leaving the UK , perhaps by 2006.
I am too young to die. I have an infinite future to explore and enjoy.
I feel fear, disgust, and absolute conviction to conquer death, to conquer politics, by building a humanitarian profitable business in creating and supplying tools and resources and information to lift us all from this gutter of an anti-civilisation, to build towards my vision of a Super-civilisation village.
I was at Liverpool Street Station an hour and a half before the blasts and evacuation there today; my tail is singed, my heart is heavy, my mind is on fire.
WhiteRabbit
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