Fellow Citizens of the New Earth

I will not repeat here what has been said by many others about the so-called paradise that we have inhabited for years. My skill is in computer programming, not in speeches or revolutions. However, I can no longer sit patiently and agree with everything that His Presentness promotes.

I have made this journal of mine public on the internet for two reasons. First, in the spirit of honesty and remembrance, I wish to share my story, as many others have done. Second, I have a declaration that may be of great importance to those who are growing bored and miserable in this "awakened existence". Oil Seller and I are embarking on a longtime project and dream of mine. I call it Project Old Earth. I know that many of you have read my novel, so I will only explain briefly here. What I propose to do is create a world where people can go to escape, where they can still experience the joys of challenge and struggle. I will create a virtual environment, and make it free for anyone who wishes to play, so that all may one day laugh, and have fun again. It may take many months, or even years, but I'm confident that I can and will complete the first real Realies.

I must admit, I'm growing increasingly unsatisfied with 'enlightenment'. Could my sons be right? Either way, I still won't join the CR, and so satisfy my pain-body. But I'm looking for alternatives to the monotony of 'now', using Oil Seller. I've recently discovered that Oil Seller can access the internet in the past and future. I'm not sure about the implications of this discovery, but I enjoyed checking out the old web, back before all the 'poisonous material' was deleted. All in all though, after surfing the web, past and future, I must say I am still unsatisfied. I'm considering revisiting some of my unfinished work from the Rising Sun days. Not sure if the Tolice will approve.

It seems that Lucy did not go to join the Churchill Resistance after all. She was taken to a School. The Tolice insist that she will return changed for the better once her Pain Body has reached a critical mass. I loved Lucy the way she was. She doesn’t need changing.

It’s been 5 days of searching since Lucy went missing. She went out to the garden to touch up the Christmas decorations. I told her that Christmas wasn’t necessary in the New Earth but she insisted that she needed tradition and beauty in her life. I fear she’s gone to join the CR.

Rest In Peace

My sons have been receiving their education at one of the Schools of Suffering for the past year. However, they escaped on Tuesday. Apparently John sacrificed himself while the others made their escape. He died hewing Tolice officers to the ground whilst singing, "When You Gonna Wake Up?"

The resistance has begun to utilize primitive weaponry. An SOS was prematurely dismissed by them today. Why can't they see that the suffering is integral to becoming present? Why don't they understand? It's so simple. http://blog.eckharttolle.com/eckhartmedia/2008/09/15/the-end-of-suffering-wwweckharttolleom/

Spoke to John today on his birthday. I'm afraid he's not finished suffering. It seems he won't relinquish his pain-body. It tried to feed on my pain-body but of course it found no sustenance there. He hung up. My book sales have plummeted. Meh.