( Channel Krai ) REVISITING ‘Beneficial Corporations’ in 2010.∞

” ( Diane Mastrull, Philadelphia Inquirer Staff Writer reporting ) For their first act, they built the wildly successful sports-apparel company And 1. Now, these entrepreneurial college friends are trying to build a new sector of the economy.

From a converted house in Berwyn, And 1 alumni Jay Coen Gilbert and husband and wife Bart and Chrissy Houlahan are pushing a new type of corporation. Its name is but a single letter: B.

“B” stands for benefit, as in the social and environmental contributions a company makes. A B corporation might, for instance, buy its supplies from local companies and hire underprivileged people from the surrounding community.

Coen Gilbert, the Houlahans, and another Stanford University pal, Andrew Kassoy, have created a nonprofit, B Lab, to certify businesses as B corporations and advocate for them.

Their ultimate goal is to get B corporations legally recognized by local and state governments and the Internal Revenue Service so they can qualify for tax breaks, among other incentives. What B corporations currently cite as benefits are customer loyalty and networking with other socially like-minded businesses that helps reduce operating costs.

In explaining why he believes such corporations deserve more, Coen Gilbert said: “The underlying notion here is that these companies are creating benefits for all of us, not just for themselves.”

It is a concept that seems to be catching on.

Last week, Philadelphia City Council’s Finance Committee forwarded to the full Council for consideration a proposal to give a business-privilege tax credit of $4,000 annually to companies meeting B Lab certification standards. If the plan is approved, Philadelphia would be the first city in the country to recognize sustainable businesses in that way.

B Lab is working to get legislation introduced in six states, including Pennsylvania, that would legally recognize B corporations and, more to the point, qualify them for investment, procurement, and/or tax incentives.

Increasingly, companies have been moving toward a more sustainable, less wasteful way of doing business, not only to trim operating costs but to appeal to green-minded customers and investors.

B corporation certification is done, in part, through a rating system developed by B Lab with a panel of eight independent advisers. It uses about 200 questions – the exact number depends on the size of the business and the industry sector – to assess a company’s effect on its stakeholders: community, employees, environment, suppliers, and customers.

But certification also requires what Bart Houlahan acknowledged “is not a modest task”: To become a B corporation, a company must amend its articles of incorporation to include consideration of stakeholder interests.

“We’re asking an organization to fundamentally change the responsibilities of the business by amending their governing documents,” Houlahan said.

That is required so “the commitment that was so important to that social entrepreneur when they started the company – toward the environment, and their employees, and the community – can be preserved even if new money comes in the door, or new management, and even new ownership,” he said.

Such transparent accounting of companies’ activities is important to “an increasing number of investors that are looking to invest for both financial and social returns,” Coen Gilbert said. “Those investors want to make sure that they’re getting what they paid for – that they’re not just getting a pretty annual report with green grass and blue skies and windmills.”

Though other entities rate products and practices on their sustainability, B Lab is believed to be the only one assessing companies in their entirety and requiring them to legally expand their corporate responsibilities to include stakeholders’ interests. Recertification is required every two years.

 

In written testimony submitted last week to the City Council panel, Leanne Krueger-Braneky, executive director of the 500-member Greater Philadelphia Sustainable Business Network, lauded B Lab’s random audits of the companies it certifies to ensure that those firms “are doing the good things they say they are doing.”

“This eliminates the potential for greenwashing, a growing problem in larger companies that are spending more on their marketing budgets than they are spending on programs with real impact,” Krueger-Braneky said.

Since B Lab’s creation in 2006, 240 companies in 28 states – including 34 from the Philadelphia region – have been certified as B corporations. They represent 54 industries and have a combined $1.1 billion in revenue and $7 billion in assets.

With annual revenue of $1.5 million, B Lab, which has 12 employees stationed throughout the country, was fully supported by philanthropies such as the Rockefeller Foundation for its first 21/2 years.

It began collecting certification fees six months ago. Those vary depending on a company’s net revenue. For example, a company with annual revenue of $3 million would pay $3,000. For a company with $30 million in revenue, the licensing fee would be $20,000. Fees are capped at $25,000.

A passing certification score is 80 out of 200 points.

The first company to be certified was Untours, a 34-year-old cultural-immersion travel company in Media that uses profits from European vacations to help relieve poverty through the Untours Foundation.

General manager Brian Taussig-Lux said he was not convinced Untours’ purchase of carbon offsets or its commitment to recycling was helping the bottom line. But he credited recent fund-raising successes and employees’ loyalty to Untours’ overall commitment to doing good by the environment, the community, and its workers – all elements of B corporation certification.

“A lot of the benefits are still to come,” Taussig-Lux said. “It’s a long-term investment.”

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Bottom Line on B Corporations

Seventy-two percent use renewable energy.

Fifty-one percent have public-transit or carpooling incentives.

They are 30 times more likely to be located in green buildings.

Eighty-two percent have programs for volunteering in their local community.

Seventy-four percent are affiliated with local charities, and they are 30 times more likely to donate at least 10 percent of their profits to charity.

Nine out of 10 are locally owned, and they are three times more likely to be owned by minorities or women.

Forty-four percent offer some form of employee ownership.

They are twice as likely to offer health insurance and retirement plans.

Twenty-five percent are saving money as a direct result of their B certification.

Source: B Lab

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Earning B Ratings

Some questions asked of companies seeking B corporation certification:

Has the company explicitly integrated social performance into its corporate mission?

Has the company explicitly integrated environmental performance into its corporate mission?

Does the company share financial information (except salary information) with its employees?

What portion of your managers are evaluated on their performance with regard to corporate social and environmental targets?

Are all company political contributions and lobbying efforts fully disclosed and transparent?

Source: B Lab  “

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Collated and Transcribed by CHANNEL Krai, an Imprint of INFINITI Consultancy Bureaux. ∞

The (Refined) Art of Being Vulgar. ∞

“Religion is to do right. It is to Love, it is to Serve, it is to Think, it is to be Humble.” Ralph Waldo Emerson.

Few Years Ago, beyond Time looking through the misty membranes of a hurtling world, screaming and kicking in the brew of collective despair, I Spied a Lady who Knew Me. Now, I am a Pretty Smart Coconut. The gustatory appeal is not Good Enough for me. Street Creds are not Good Enough for Me. A Pretty Face appeals only to a certain unusual interpretive nature of my Coconut Pattern Recognition Process, which still, isn’t Good Enough For Me. When it comes to Whores, I Interview them on the nuances of their Continental Philosophies. Possessing Worse Ideas than they do attitudes, they Too Are Not Good Enough For Me. Alternatively Masculine and Scruffy, I am both Square and Circle : Just the Right Cocoanut Feel. I Can Not Be Tamed. Must Be Earned. That’s how Smart I Am, that I Am.

Well. So, I was on my Way “Out” of the Dump. Nothing was Good Enough to Keep Me. Not even my Feelings of Love and Gratitude which are Great, but not ultimately Good Enough to Hold Me Back from the Coconut Cosmic Catapult. It Just happened, you See. All of It. I didn’t have anything to do with it. Wasn’t Seeking It. Was just Standing Up for people’s rights, a world hurtling towards brazen abyss. So I felt. Nothing was Good Enough. My Own Success couldn’t be even Good Enough. What I Did wasn’t Good Enough. So it was this Exponential Thing. This Big Stretch I Called “Life”. Then it just all switched into Feelings. Of course, Love is Truth. My Truth. [ Crazy Shit! Beyond Good Enough and Bad Enough! WOW! ] I was a coconut that was cracked in the cranium when I took up this buoyant desire to “heal as many as I can”. What the frick does that mean! Well, I Found Out. Nothing, and Everything. Found a Lady Good Enough. But Since I Can Not Be Tamed, I Could only Accept to be Tamed. FRICK! I had to Tame My Self Down. “Down to Earth”. What a frickin expression. Who the frick ever came up with THAT!

I Am Still Learning the Art of Vulgarity. The [Salient] Ways of the World. Looking at my One, there is No Contempt. No “Second”. No Overdoing. No Underdoing. No Crucifix. Just the Tree of Life, Glowing, Beaming, Shining, on the Hummus of Vulgarity, rotting around,all Filthy and Frick, enriching its Alchemickal Roots. Vulgarity. Love It. But it ain’t Got Frick to Do with My Love.

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Wilhelm Frick (12 March 1876 – 16 October 1946) was a prominent Nazi official, serving as Minister of the Interior of the Third Reich. After the end of World War II , he was executed for War Crimes.

Alexander K. Rai, MSMA, who has Interned himself in the Planetary Over-Industrialized Concentration Camp, ritually Faces the Music of Vulgar Existence with Zero Tolerance, Zero Pretension, and Zero Costume : “Doing It” [Life] In the Nude. With Great Concentration he asserts himself to the studies of the deviant phenomena all around him, while proverbially “Camping” wherever the Frick he Feels Like, and often Likes to Point out to the Vulgar and Illiterate that “National Socialists”, ‘[Indo]Aryans’, and the Principle of Maximal Randomnness are as Related to Each Other, as a Pin Up Poster Girl, a Used Copy of the New York Times, and Bad Coffee are Related in the Convenient Intimacy attributed to these by the Vulgar Interpreter in the preeminent moment of ORGASMUS-Synthesisse. Alexander seeks to communicate what he Correctly Perceives as the Truth to the Vulgar Masses through a Precise and Vulgar Linguistic Medium which he is dedicated to Scientifically Developing, and Seeks to Install it as the Number One State Language of the Maldives Island. Many find Alexander Ostentatious and Crazed, which has never prevented his Serial successes and failures as a Social Entrepreneur, Ecologist, Performance Artist, and Statue-Hypnotist. For Alexander places it before you that :Truth, which abides in the Silent Language, laughs in the face of those that distinguish between Vulgarity and Aristocracy, Time and Transcendental, the Spirit and the Matter :  for One is the Light and the Other the Shadow, and since no one speaks SANSKRIT anymore, it is Quite Safe to Suggest, ARYANS ( ‘The Noble Ones’ ) have been Non-Existent at least Seven Thousand Years before the Invention of Coca-Cola or the development of the primitive Hollerith “Machine”. Alexander is pretty certain that Walt Disney had a terrible breath in his mouth, spoke in tongues when he masturbated, and that no amount of Delousing Chemical from the Krupp Factories on the Western Front could expunge this malodorous fact. Speaking in Allegories, Alexander’s jabs usually appear “Incoherent” and Make Very Little to Nil Sense to the illiterate. But Alexander tends not to give a Frick, while Persisting in the Mastery of The Art of Being ( Consistently and Valuably ) Vulgar. OM SHANTI! OM SHANTI! SHANTI-HEE!

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The maximal randomness principle in d-dimensional turbulence

Received: 8 September 1994 From Czechoslovak Journal of Physics ( Springer Vorlag )

Abstract A set of self-consistent equations in one-loop approximation in a statistical model of fully developed homogeneous isotropic turbulence, which is based on the maximal randomness principle of the incompressible velocity field with stationary energy spectral flux, is obtained. Thanks to the applied principle the model statistics becomes essentially non Gaussian. The set of equations does not possess the infrared and ultraviolet divergences near the obtained Kolmogorov spectral exponents. The solution of these equations leads to the Kolmogorov exponents, but its amplitude proportional to the Kolmogorov constantC _k is negative for Euclidean dimensiond=3. Systematic investigation is made of (inertial) steady state scaling solutions for dimensions 2<d<2.55695,where constantC _k (d) becomes positive. Considered in this way, the model stability is discussed in the context of widely studied fractal aspects of turbulence.

We have greatly benefited from discussions with Dr. Altaisky from JINR Dubna. The authors (M.H. and M.S.) are grateful to D. I. Kazakov and to director D. V. Shirkov for hospitality at the Laboratory of Theoretical Physics, JINR, Dubna. This work was supported by Fundamental Research Russian Fund, International Scientific Fund (grant R-63000) and by Slovak Grant Agency for Science (grant 2/550/93).

Twelve Cardinal Intentions Empowering an ‘INTRODUCTION’ .

A Causal Overview .

Drafted to Elaborate, Distinguish, Render Aware,  Clarify by Parts and as Whole, Allow Senescence, Define, and in all other ways, Plainly Aspire to shed Light as to ‘Why’ the Author ever Introduced anyone to anyone Else in any Way Whatsoever.

The Value of Commitment therein, – as “back up” of the Promises inculcated and quasi-formally codified in Twelve Points, indicates an evidence of Personal Investment of Time, Passion, and Energies.

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( 1 ) INTENT TO PUBLICLY ADMIRE . Admired Friends : I am About to Pen a Letter of Introduction before you in the Presence of Multiple Parties and Personalities that are Strangers to You yet, other than by the virtue of the Fact, my Volition seeks to Transmute that truth and develop a Greater Familiarity to be hitherto Sown and Reaped in these premises of Volition.

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( 2 ) INTENT TO HARMONISE PERFECT STRANGERS, PERFECTLY .

My Mission in this Endeavor is to most Completely bring about a State of Regard to Grow and Flow freely between all parties, Such that it gives Credence to A Relief by which my Works may become your Works, my Thoughts your Thoughts, my Joys your Joys, and I and You as separate Facets become more Implicit and less explicit. More internalized and less bound by the divisive forces of externalization. May the True Actor that unifies us, yet beyond our humble works and attempts, at all times be regarded as Love Prescient which blesses us To Know, To Know, To Know, as Termed : As Felt.

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( 3 ) INTENT TO DISCHARGE PERCEIVED “ADDED” OBLIGATIONS . At Once, I write Equally intending that May my Sorrows never Oblige upon your Sorrows, may my Losses never Oblige upon your Losses, may my Grief never Oblige upon your Grief, and all my other Actions of Volition be inasmuch open to your Perusal as your Volition permit, such that my Obliged Works, Thoughts, and Joys are ever freed from the Hypocritical Nuances of Obligations of things said and unsaid, subjected and unsubjected, objected to and objected not to. May I Then as the Recipient of my own Oath, Receive as That I Give, and at all times enjoin you in Silent Lucidity of Knowing what is Proper and what is Improper – and in Daring such Aspiration, – Our Virtues ne’er succumb to the mortal infractions of our Humanity, but rather, our Humanity ascends to our Immutable Virtues. May the Powers Vested in Each Introduction – to Whomever or However – be that Premise as Outlined.

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( 4 ) INTENT TO EMBELLISH NATURALNESS OF PRESENCE . Pray then, Admired Persons, I’d have you Contemplate, for the Sake of that which is not Words, not Means, nor even Ends, but the Whole Circumference of Feelings that bind them unto themselves through our Collective Works, ( That ) The Introduction seeks to Express Credence and Seeks to Clarify at all Levels that You are being Regarded and Honored, in the Way I my Self would be Honored if a Serene Lake had held my palm and Introduced a Rare Flower’s bosom-fragrance to Me. The Effect of the Introduction Aspires to be the Same Presence, Substance, and Unconditional Light, whose discernment the Spontaneous Spirit of Natural Laws in and of within Embellish freely and finds Presence in the Natural Man.

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( 5 ) INTENT TO GIVE WITNESS TO INTRINSIC PROVIDENCE . For it is ‘This’ Way – by Regarding as Sacred the Abundant and Precious Ways of Providence that I Seek to Permanently, at all Times, and in all Facets wish to Absorb and Assimilate unto my Own, and in that Owning since there is No Owning, I wish to Be by the Virtue of this Introduction a No One, Wish to Emanate as the No One Serene Lake treating the Holiness of the Purveyor – You the Reader and Inductee to the “Other” – to the ‘No One’ Rare Flower that – you may by allowing – turn into ‘Some One’. May you find in each other the Fragrances I Find. May you pick gently and tread Softly upon one another. May you plant each others’ seeds in other lands and far away spaces, such that wherever there is Water and there is Seed, this Matrimonial Introduction will descend into anonymity as Old Age restores to the Grave married Couplings, giving space for a Lake and a Garden to be Born and Birthed from the Unspoiled Laws that Natural Introductions Cause us to Observe, Frequent, and Embalm Within ourselves at all Times in Natural and Un-Written Ways, except in the Written Out Parts of our Heartful Hearts and Mindful Minds.

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(6 ) INTENT TO SUMMON GREATER MEANING AND PRACTICAL MEANING . If Such Allegories – Sincere as they are – must nevertheless prove Tiresome to the Word Weary Reader, It is my Privilege to Bring Relief to his Mortal Senses by a more ‘Practical’ attempt to Indicate the Presence of Relevant Meaning. Let it be Indicated then, that my Intent to Write what is Writ before you be naturally Seen and Regarded as an Unconditional and Sincere Summon. A Summon to the Mind and its Senses, a Summon to the Immediate and to the Primeval, a Summon to the Phenomenal and Noumenal, a Summon to the Decadent and to the Effervescent, a Summon to the Imperfect and the Perfect – A Summon that aspires to fuse one with the other such that the Sense of Alienation and Protest that one shadows upon the other become Shadowless and Whole in a Knowing beyond one’s Knowingness, in a Way of Being that All Aspires to Be.

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( 7 ) INTENT TO ELUCIDATE AND CLARIFY “ULTERIOR MOTIVES” . To those thwarted from Comprehension of this Practical-Impractical Introduction by the proactive and busying Quest to “Uncover” and “Unravel” an Agenda or what is regarded in our times as “Ulterior Motives”, May I Further Confess to the Readership, that the Author and Writsman who So Cooingly Hearkens and Unusually and Tirelessly Beckons is himself a Creature of Prejudice parallel to the Reader’s. The Author hereby, by his Vested Authority and Absolute Willingness to be Honest, Solemnly seeks to Outline those Prejudices which may impart and shed light upon the existence of “Ulterior Motives” in a way most useful to the Curious Archaeologist : The Author’s summative prejudices are conditioned and Informed by Felicity – An Unnatural and Absolute Love of Music, Harmony, and Intrinsical Beauty that he Regards to Believe is in the Core of all Beings and Persons. The Author is One whose demeanor is indexed in the honorable tongue of Rapport that makes very little Sense at times to the Soda-Pop Generation and Pedigree, and strikes the viewers of CNBC, CNN, or even FOX News or other such Introductory sources competing with the author’s uniquely prejudiced communiqués , such that what the Reader may be Reading will automatically become Inscrutable and Impossible to Understand. The Author does not condemn or indemnify the Reader to “Read On”, and offers his own Prejudices as a Disclaimer with an Intent to Exchange Disinterestedness of Equal Value and Rapport. The Author’s Overarching Prejudice is Caused by the Movements of those Arcane Thoughts, Ideas, and Feelings, as that Seeks to Unify the Hearts and Minds of Sincere beings in a Natural and Acceptable Ways through the Author’s meek and terrible attempts. The Author Readily Admits this degree of Prejudiced Compassion may appear Naïve to those that regard all Material Objectives to be more Practical and Insatiable and Superior and “Real”, than the Intangible Foundation of even those Objectives themselves. The Author exposes and strives to expose his innermost thoughts regardless, encouraging the Reader to discover in the strict interpretation of the Prejudice, the author himself is just as prejudiced as the Reader, and by Invoking the Great Name of ‘Discourse’ assures Confidence in the higher Truth, that the Prejudices of themselves bring about and insures Understanding and Acceptance, if only our Introductions to each other would merely render them Admissible and therefore, More Bearable on our Own Selves.

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( 8 ) INTENT TO CATALYZE AND TRANSFORM ‘TOWARDS’ SHARED ENDS . Therefore, all things ( Thus ) Considered, ‘Intentionally’ and Worshipfully: I am about to Pen an All-Inclusive Brief directed to you Each for intimate and sincere reasons that I feel, should you each grant the opportunity to Truly Examine, will bring catalytic rewards, benefits, and transparency in your inter-corresponding and co-creative endeavors, such that may not otherwise have Come About if the individuated energies essential and Caused Naturally in me to Exist that hitherto Linked You each to my Self – the Person, and My Self the Person to you Each, were not suddenly given Notice of Spontaneous and perhaps Unwitting Observation in a wider and more Inclusive Way, such as Indicated, by these Introductions with their antecedent and precedent marked Clarifications and Elucidations, which would appear Senseless only to those that have No Need to Read Them, while Proving Automatically Instructive, Efficacious, and Unconditionally Complete in their Illustrations to those Requiring further Illustrations to Understand all aspects of the terms “WHY”, “WHAT”, “WHERE”, – and even gain Profitable and Useful Insights into the Terms “WHO” and “WHEN”.

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( 9 ) INTENT TO ACKNOWLEDGE FREEWILL . Yet Given the Heterogeneous and Multiplicity of Personalities, Intentions, Desires, and Aims : The Problems of such an approach are sufficiently foreseeable by all “Mature” and “Distinguished” personalities who have treaded upon Life more than carelessly and less than Carefully. To frame the Introduction and Moreover even this Screed of Preface and Elucidation is a risk of Volition, as we appear to provoke in our peers and those with whom we are personally connected, a Sense of Uncontrollable, Weird, and Enigmatic Disclosure, and the Fact the Author ‘Can’ inspire such apprehensions – however rational or otherwise – is often more immediately noticed than WHY he has endeavored to have done So. The world is swimming in personal motifs and agendum, yet the whole Six Worlds have only one Universe to bridge them. Nevertheless, to suggest that this Absolute Equanimity be Approached “NOW” , by the Intimations of such a “Radical” and Spontaneous Introduction, may appear too assertive and if not wholly elucidated of its reasons, in unfrivolous and formal – seemingly “overbearing and antique” language enjoined within a truly Worshipful and Condemnation Free Inner Light.

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( 10 ) INTENT TO IMPART RELEVANCE . Understandably the Whole Presentation will strike undoubtedly each one of the Readers and even the Author himself as a sort of Utter Nonsense, which It is Evidently Not on account of having almost excruciatingly avoided Frivolity, Endured within one Self the Equally undesired Formality, Bequeathed Sincerely and Unconditionally the Aspirations of Meaning, Clarified the General Premises of Agenda, and Kept the Whole Screed in a Separate Sphere than the Actual Introduction, so as to Completely Free the Reader – Understandably Busy in His/Her Own Ways, Fashions, and Enterprises – from the Vagaries of Greater Effort in Doing anything More than what S/he may be at this very moment, – to Cajole the Reader into becoming Aware of the Context if S/he Truly wishes to Understand the Same. Indeed to Redeem the Reader from the obligations of the next, or the moments yet to Be Born to which the Author Obliges them to Nothing At All, not even to the Complete Avail of the Author’s own Goodwill, other than by the Intuitive, Intellectual, and Preemptive forces of Authentic and Absolute Clarifications of the Formal Screed presented before the Reader – Who So Ever S/he May Be so as to Best Canalize and Inform His/Her arising, potential, ultimately – all things considered – “Unsolicited” Commitment.

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( 11 ) INTENT TO DISCLOSE SPECIFICALLY AND NOMINATIVELY . As I ought to and Am about to demonstrate the contents of this disclosure in the Actual Introductory Brief before Parties to be Introduce, I hope that Part of you which is Light, that element of you that is the Ruby in the Mine, will shine and yield to the simple touch of this pioneering, and somewhat maverick, treasure lover, treasuring the Robust Idea, that through Discourse of Similars and Opposites, what Teachings may come to pass betwixte Teachers, what consensus – Silent or Active be Made or Minted , – what Truth brought about must ennoble More the Efforts of Each, and should my actions appear not to profit you So, Think of this Effort as no More than you’d of the annoyance of a fly spontaneously diving into your good Cup of Tea : With gentleness pluck it out, set it Free, and trouble yourself no more with the preoccupation.

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( 12 ) INTENT TO SIGNIFY PROFITS BY CONSENSUS . However, if you care to judge how they may ‘Profit by Consensus’, I Bid you to Examine the Premise Openly, and to Transcribe your Thoughts openly, in this Thread, so that we may together Dare a Precedent of Disclosure between Teachers and Friends, such that in Empowering all and each more than Afore, — the World is Newly and more Luminously Re-Made and Re-Formed by the Awareness Thus Cultivated by the Precious Treasure Digging of Each Others’ Willingness to Bring about a Liberation of our Inner Sanctums and Immune them from Suffrages from the Outer Maladies by Equally each Doing the Same – making it Thus, Possible and a Probable Precedent for others who Dare Less yet Wish for More.

( FINIS ) AND WITH AFFIRMATIVE INTENT SIGNED BY THE AUTHOR :

Most Sincerely and with Admiration,

Alexander K. Rai, MSMA.

A Member to A Society of Mutual Admiration

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( Channel Krai ) Accenture is Hiring!

Channel Krai to Friend: ( 11: 02 AM )  Sir, — May I Inquire if you have yet received the blessings of Providence in a fresh and new way, by the way of a new position worthy of your Acumen and Standards? Perhaps, with partiality, i am prone to inquire, without meaning to be impetuous or even insistent — if only to satisfy an honest curiosity of Regard and Remark — “Specifically” — have you found Success with your Job related Executive Alignments in Scandinavia of which we recently spoke of ? Indeed, if “Not”, recognize further, that ‘ACCENTURE.NO’ is Hiring presently.

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Channel Krai to Friend : ( 11:03 AM ) For your Benefit and to honor your commitment to supplement my Sincere and Fraternal Gestures related to your Happiness and Continuuity , may I , as such, “Solicit” you to “Check It Out”?

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Friend to Channel Krai: ( 11:03 AM ) Thank you very much, Alex, for thinking of me. I confess that because I leave for B.A. tomorrow, I’ve been working 17-18 hour days to get caught up so that my colleagues don’t suffer when I’m away. But please keep the reminders coming!

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Channel Krai to Friend : ( 11:04 AM ) The Industries at this time are certainly competitive as you must be aware! So vigilance goes hand in hand with Manifest Value! For you Sir, the Link to this Opportunity : http://careers3.accenture.com/Careers/Norway/

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Channel Krai to Friend : ( 11:18 AM ) Ah! Consider ‘Bookmarking’ the Link in your Browser Sir!  It is as ever a Privilege! We are not reduced in calamity Sir,  ( rather ) we who Dare are Improved! My Gratitude to your Being! March on with your Virtues to wherever you may be beckoned Sir! My Sincerest and Wholly constituted Affections to you!

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Friend to Channel Krai : ( 11:18 AM )  Thank you, my friend, for your kindnesses and attentiveness.  They mean a great deal to me now.

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Channel Krai to Friend : ( 11:29 AM )

I believe indeed Sir, they’d to many. I miss our Chats. But you have my Understanding as always. Please take care to apply yourself in your luminous manner and character. You Are the Example that others see in you to Regard So in themselves! It is therein, incumbent ‘Of’ your continuuity that the Virtues you ennoble are fulfilled By, Of, and even, With Your Joys, even as they, therein become Joys of many more.

The Reader may Consider Supplementing this Reading Material With this Videographicke Anecdote?

(1)  .       http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXEuEUQIP3Q

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Alexander K. Rai, MSMA integrates a holistic and specialized unique forum for ‘Next Age’ Business Paradigm where Sincerity and Vested Purpose continues to communicate transparently, at no diminishing — contrary!, — a New Effervescence and Catalysis of Results-Oriented Consciousness that restores and vivifies a ‘Can-Do’ Spirit in the Collective Commerces sapped by intentional negative bombardment that make Great Demands of Men to raise themselves above their conditions ! To Support this transcendental view, Alexander embodies himself in his canalized works and impressions ‘As’ Channel Krai : A Haven of Integral Reasoning and Practical Transformational  Vision Mandate that intersects freely in a variety of disciplines from the premise of christened principles that enunciate and elucidate the Light of Co-Creation in newer, robust, most inclusive ways, eradicating hegemony centered Victorian “Barriers to Entry” that long undermined Civilization in the hearts of Men! The Channel Krai Infiniti moniker is proprietary to the author. The Photography item of  “The Europe Quote” that is displayed was regarded by the author as a superb example of vision which he in a collaborative relationship with his camera is Thankful to have recorded and transmitted to his Readership here on Reader’s Indigest.

Human, All too Human .

“So many signals from old express the same, although in different ways – those read via the great pyramid more distinctly than any. In spit of our not knowing Harald’s ideas and ways of thinking, we may conclude that his new faith had made him enter a radical change, and that his own change influenced his surroundings – perhaps similar to what was described by Rupert Shaldrake in his Book, ‘The Hundreth Ape’ : As Soon as a few apes had made a radical step of discovery ( like peeling a banana ), this phenomena would influence the entire world of apes ; a great many would start doing the same, even at a large distance from the discoverer. Humans may possibly confirm that same law, according to Spiritual laws. It has taken a millennia to capture and mature what Harald had begun to understand.” ( Transcribed from the Book ‘A Riddle of Rings’ Pg. 61, by Bodvar Schjelderup – On the Life of Danish King Harald ).

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The disappointments and agonies of hundreds of years of compounded errors and privileges have arisen and resurfaced to further compound the Ordeal of the Homo Sapiens : ‘The Wise Human’. The problem is clear to see even on the premise of stating a declaration as extended and all encompassing as the horizontally crucified effigy portrayed in that first Sentence. The author himself is a member of the ‘Wise Humans’ Community and Phenomena he is speaking of.

Is an act of Preface then a Hypocrisy?

The idea of expressing a regard for a time previous to this present time a floundering poppycock act of lunatic romance, offered in variegated and delicately plucked themed tendrils of Oo-Laa-laa? More Choleric drivel to Avoid for the “Positivist” on the way to Yoga Class, and more Over-Intellected, un-founded vehemence to the “Realist” – too busy for such unsolicited and unprofitable truth on his way to pick up the latest Copy of The Financial Times? Too Piquant for the “Pacifist” in his ardor to master the gentlest way to tickle the voluptuously distended orifice of his lover?

And so it goes on the arbitrary Categorization of The Wise Human Community, in a listless and conscripted set of crutches, like the gassed and gunned down Dead from First World War, walking through the vapors of time, invading the Cool and Serene preoccupation of sipping a Free Sample of Whole Foods Organic Tea, and on the way back from Fresh Grocers staring with a startled look of self-excitement at the discounted and marshaled Goods and Services of the Day of Age, the Peace of Mind so easily jilted looked for and found in Social Network sites blazing with piques and prods of the profit margin to reduce the sole remaining and latest adventure in Human Wisdom to Finally Show Face.

Everyone is (unequally) on the Side of the Guilty, and Everyone is (unequally) on the Side of the Blessed. Yet, Distinctions are not Wise to make, when the disappointment, agonies, and calumnious riot of Cause and Effect will not leave undisturbed the pretenses of “Scientific Potential”, – Naïve Belief in a ‘Know How Saving the Day’, clearly, Know-How and Wisdom are perhaps wrangling in the Zone together, sprawled naked, rather uptight and cylindrical, in a battle that Exists in Only One Real and Palpable Sphere of Influence: In My Own Consciousness and Your’s.

For I, The Wise Human, and You, my Neighbor have Inherited it All, – the tanks, the guns, the scientists, the buffoonery, the saints, the greats, the sages, and the whole lot of our litany, - and the Hands that are typing this message, prop up and down, fingers moving and ricocheting off the plastic key slits, impressing thought beyond the horizon of action and reaction, Yes, beyond your brain, into your Heart : Where Citations, Errors, and Right-Doings and Wrong-Doings, in the word of the Great Persian Poet Rumi, also a Wise Human like you and me, do not prevail before what is manifesting in the Prime and Cardinal Order of things as a Universal, Collective, Irrevocable One and Single Necessity: To Love.

Yet the ones esteemed so long, so long for their privileges and disappointments, for their venerable pouch like faces and their expressive facial overhangs, ponderous valleys and cliffs, joints, and constitutions, the Great and Self-Elected Elders of your era and mine : Our Wise Human Eras, have not Quite Safeguarded this Institution you and I regard by that Term of the Heart, rather than of the Brain : The Term Love. Do you, the Wise Human, Know what this Means? This Term? Love?

This is what A.S. Eddington, a Homo Sapien, wrote on Page Three Hundred and Eighteen of the Book “The Nature of the Physical World” :

“It will perhaps be said that the conclusion to be drawn from these arguments from modern science is that religion first became possible for a reasonable Scientific man about the year 1927. If we must consider that tiresome person, the consistently reasonable man, we may point out that not merely religion, but most of the ordinary aspects of life first became possible for him in that year. Certain common activities ( e.g. falling in love ) are I fancy, still forbidden him. If our expectation should prove well founded, that 1927 has seen the final overthrow of strict causality by Heisenberg, Bohr, Born and others, the year will certainly rank as one of the greatest epochs in the development of scientific philosophy.”

Mister Eddington, the premiere Homo Sapien, the Wisest of his Race in the Year Nineteen Twenty Seven, clearly did not Outlive his message. For “the final overthrow of strict Causality” has Not Been Solved as a “Problem”, nor has any of the many profound Problems of Cause and Effect since his eras, – but rather the most superficial constructions and re-constructions of Causal forces have provided on Two Thousand and Nine, for the Wise Human his great lot : His Scientific Revolution, his Agricultural Revolution, and his self-proclaimed “Revolution” in Cybernetics : The Desire to render Inorganic and Unfallow – to Cause the forces of Negation and Pestilence to stir and breed and corrupt the last bastion of the Organic : The State of Human Mind, has reversed the progress of the War to End All Wars. By Claiming Conquest, Man has Bred it. By Show of Force, Man has Come Under Force. By Hypocrisy, Man has inherited A Startling Lie. The Food that does not provide Nutrition, the Romance that does not last beyond the first night’s affectionate embrace, the Lust in the body that can not be quelled even if Three Fourths of Europe was to be turned into a Temple for it, and the Seventh Grade English media empire, that has conscripted for its own services all Seventh Graders in the Universe: including the Two Billion or so living in the ‘First World Nations’, in any one of which, Mister A.S. Eddington’s corpse must be by now have fully rotted and reclaimed unto ‘The Nature of the Physical World’ he was so prolifically interpreting back in Nineteen Hundred and Twenty Seven.

The Problem is Clear to See. The wealthiest and most aware and Scientific of Wise Humans are tormenting and vanquishing millions of acres of Life Enriching Eucalyptus Forests, by mowing them down to produce paper fiber. The Stock Markets – driven by the Wild, Reckless, Wanton and “Realistic” covet of Money Makers and King Makers are ransacking the Wealth of Nations, through their “Invisible Hand”. The Greatest Nation in the World, the United States of America is being governed by a Kleptocracy, – Wise Humans and Seventh Graders that the Media venerates and places on a tall podium to exude their aura. Animals are being colonized, bred, and slaughtered in masses to satiate the Carnivorous Zeal of the Homo Sapien. Every thought, directed with the Individual’s appetite for Survival is being less luxuriously directed to acknowledge the Greatest and Most Common and Prevalent Truth : Selfishness. To emphasize one’s own lowest possible concept of Self : The Self that exists to Eat and go unstarved, to Reproduce to satiate its base purpose, to excrete out of Necessity. Witnessing the punctility and unreasonableness of the biological compulsions, the Wise Human rationalizes. “It is Not My Problem, but the World’s”. But Who Is the World? Who Is Paying? Who Is Profiting? Everyone, and No One. Every Body, and No Body. Every Misery, and No Misery, Life and Death lock lips in the Cradle and in the Grave, as Theoretical Evil becomes Practical Necessity, and Life becomes a Retreat – A March – Into Death. With Slogans of “Positivism”, “Realism”, “Pacifism”, and “Negativism” no one is becoming happier, felicity nor survival is growing in harvest, no problem is in appearance or in reality Going Away, – A War to End all Wars, is now the Slogan of every Institution, Corporation, Individual, Nation State, and Jurisdiction in the World. Confusing seems to be the Costume and even the Unwashed Underwear of the Emperor that no longer has any clothes.

The disappointments and agonies of hundreds of years continue to compound the errors and privileges that rise and resurface to further compound the Ordeal of the Homo Sapiens : ‘The Wise Human’. The problem is clear to see even on the premise of stating a declaration as extended and all encompassing as the horizontally crucified effigy portrayed in that first Sentence. The author himself is a member of the ‘Wise Humans’ Community and Phenomena he is speaking of. And he is Speaking to the Heart when he is Asking you the Wise Human to Defer For A Change, and Respond rather than React, to the Question Proposed before You: Do you, the Wise Human, Know what this Means? This Term? Love?

Another Wise Human – Doctor Albert Schweitzer speaks to Us as an Expositor of the Phenomena of Love. He too speaks from his Grave :

“ Thought cannot avoid the ethical or reverence and love for all life. It will abandon the old confined systems of ethics and be forced to recognize the ethics that knows no bounds. But on the other hand, those who believe in love for all creation must realize clearly the difficulties involved in the problem of a boundless ethic and must be resolved not to veil from [humankind] the conflicts which this ethic will involve [us], but allow [us] really to experience them. To think out in every implication the ethic of love for all creation — this is the difficult task which confronts our age.”

You the Homo Sapien must be Asking, “What Could That Possibly Mean?”.  ‘The Ethics that knows no bounds’ is certainly beyond the Confines of the Codeces that are managed the world, the “Systems” if you will, and the Societies that continue to bequeath upon them the doubtful blessings that always make the most noise and rely on the aid of the mischievous, illiterate, and the unethical to make itself known.

For, the disappointments and agonies of hundreds of years of compounded errors and privileges have arisen and resurfaced to further compound the Ordeal of the Homo Sapiens : ‘The Wise Human’. The problem is clear to see even on the premise of stating a declaration as extended and all encompassing as the horizontally crucified effigy portrayed in that first Sentence. The author himself is a member of the ‘Wise Humans’ Community and Phenomena he is speaking of.

Who else is claiming the Wisdom of Humanity today in Speaking their Minds? Who else is Waging the War to End All Wars? The Iranian mob points fingers to the false prophets, the false prophets point fingers to America, America points finger to its ministers, its committees, its values, and its ministers, its committees, its values, point fingers to everyone else in the World, Nation States that crumble under the efforts expended and invested in the Act of Accusation, as the finger licking denizens of Mac Donalds and Panera Breads, and Deli De Luca, and Seven Eleven, are Youtubing their Way into thought Systems, alternating between Advertisements of Free Pornography on the Internet, Dating Sites, and Dot Coms, blaming everyone from Barney the Purple Dinosaur, Ex-Wives, Girlfriends, the Vatican, the Police, Loud Neighbors, Churches, Synagogues and Imaginary Rogues.

The Homo Sapien, reared from Cradle to Grave by the Experiments of Dead Societies and Dead Men of Dead Letters, creak and crank – its Youth defeated by its Dead Ancestors, its Youngest indebted by its Oldest, the most Respectable Institutions desecrating the most Respectable Virtues, – in the Tall Tale Talks of Infrastructure Investment, the Mortgage System, the Debt and the Despair, everyone feels entitled to Complain, and too Few feel the Privilege to Amend, to Make Better, to Act to Restore, to Take Responsibility.

Meanwhile, the multiplying numbers of the Irresponsible and Uneducated feel Entitled to sag their dry minds and spirits on the Crutches of Fact Invention and Castigation. The Christians are in an uproar, believing their troubles are caused by the heathens, the browns, the blacks, and the asiatics. The Apologists of every Religion are rising anew with “Inspiration” to leech anecdotes from magazines and New York Times to Copy and Paste their way into “Great Reformation”, the Hot Steam of the Ego could Seer the Stone Faces of Statutes, and stop a Racing Horse dead in its Tracks, as if it has been gored by a Locomotive. The Muslims either have all Given Up, or All Died “From the War On Terror”. The “War on Error” is being fought at all fronts, at all times, by those that feel that they are entitled to be counted as “amongst the Right”. The “Blame Game” has become an International Sport, in Spare Time and in Quality Time, and all Available Portions, Packets, Bouqets, and Vellums of Time, it is an Unceasing Marvel the likes of which the world has yet to match. Secular Men are blaming the Vatican – as “Hidden Demons” conscript every avenue of Self-Advertisement on National Television and Hire every Private Eye to pay their ways out of Sins. The “Hunters of Facts” and Finger Pointers, Travel in all Directions and Latitudes, screeching “It’s the Freemasons! It’s the Freemasons!”.

So Where and in Whom does the Solution Lie? In Scientific Revelation? In Books and Start Ups? In “Money Making Schemes”, and “Executing an Act of Justice”? To Avenge a Dead Religion, or in Advocate a New Prophet? What about You? You the Wise Human? Do You Know What the Term Love means? Do you believe rather that it is an Opinion,  A trifling passing Season, an aromatic Whiff, a Way of Life, Spare Change, a Theology, an Alternative Way of Living, or a Secret Society? That it’s a Thing to be Had, and a Congregation to Visit, or an “Order” to Join?

You the Wise Human, the Homo Sapien, you and me, live today in a World of Choice. In a World where Beauty stares at us Compassionately from every Corner and Every Crenellation, Unhidden, Transparent, in Plain Sight and Profound View. No amount of manufacture, no quantity of rhetoric and noise, no gaggle of Venture Capitalists and Angel Investors, no number of Sponsors and Advertisers can drown out or Ransack – What Remains within your Access: You the Homo Sapien. The Lakes and Ponds of the World defy the Pollution you have bred into the air with your lament, the sewerage that your way of life produces has filled every water body on Earth, yet Mountains, Forests, Lakes, Herbs, Seeds, the Sun, the Seasons, all alternate around you, looking at you in Silence, observing you, holding you, healing you, and caressing you. You who claim that the world is all bad, have you ever experienced a Rose that did not Smell Blessed? You who claim that Reality or “Realism” is discovered in Economics and Social Networks, have you ever held the hand of a Child? You who claim money printed and backed by nothing “Talks”, have you ever had a Conversation that fulfilled a craving of feeling with a perfect Stranger? You who compare your lessers, and contrast your betters – Do you Realize to Stare into the Mirror and See your Own Face? Who Do You Think You Are? Are not the Wise Human? The One who forgot everything just to remember that Life is a Gift, and Love alone Conquers?

I, A Wise Human, regard and by transcription proclaim it as Self Evident and Naturally and Divinely  Fulfilled that :

True words aren’t eloquent;
eloquent words aren’t true.
Wise men don’t need to prove their point;
men who need to prove their point aren’t wise.

The Master has no possessions.
The more he does for others,
the happier he is.
The more he gives to others,
the wealthier he is.

The Tao nourishes by not forcing.
By not dominating, the Master leads.

- ( Lao Tse ) -

May you immerse your Self in Knowing that :

- (1) -   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G8IozVfph7I

- ( 2 ) – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i3byt7xMSCA

- ( 3 ) – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lbpuSPL-FNU

- ( 4 ) – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LiWlvBro9eI

- ( 5 ) – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yL33hii4Y9U

- ( 6 ) – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cgz5BELaYW0

- ( 7 ) – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NwdWqBzdvtQ

- ( 8 ) -  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6NwfGA4cxJQ

- ( 9 ) -  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6w3tndTJ-hI

- ( 10 ) – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8aufuwMiKmE

- ( 11 ) – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wop91_Gvwos

- ( 12 ) – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J5kBqrHphjo

What you do Today, resounds in Eternity. You the Wise Human must Do. It is in Doing that you must Place your Faith, if Wise is the mode of that which is termed as Humanity.

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Alexander K. Rai ( The Homo Sapien Author of this modest Screed ) is a Self Styled International Designer, Author, Commentator, Spiritualist, Traditionalist, and Transcendentalist. His Life as a Wise Human has not extended so very many years as to become either enviable, ironic, lucrative, or quintessential. This Homo Sapien is inclined to Hope that you the Wise Human – the Reader – will aid in the Author intending things to be kept that way, after reading this modest commentary offered by a fellow of your own Genus, Species, and Taxonomie in the Categories of things known and unknown, lamented and pardoned. The fact a quixotic Sixty Eight year old Man from New Jersey – a retired veteran of the Korean War – thought highly enough of him a few years back to solicit him to join the Adult Fraternity of Free and Accepted Masons of Philadelphia not so long ago, does not make him a “member of a Global Conspiracy”, any more than offering a human being a napkin after he has had the most inconvenient of sneezes, makes a Wise Human any wiser than he ought to be.  As a Christian by Deed, a Mystic by nature, and a Humanist in Principle, Alexander believes that Decency is the highest Obligation of all Free Men, and the Only Binding Contract between all Men is the unwritten manifesto of Life itself, which, blessed by the mercies of Virtues, Providence, and God, salvages all Men from the bondage formed by their Great and Modest Delusions, which causes them to Suffer Tragedies and Comedies of their own Errors of essential and otherwise irreversible Fallibility. Alexander’s “True Political Views” as an American is contained within two words and one name : ‘Ron Paul’. ( Google the phrase on ‘Youtube.com’) . He believes Barack Obama is -  all things considered – indeed an Honorable Man, while also believing that all Honorable Men should Strive to Be the Change they can Truly Believe ( And Invest ) In. As a Cardholding Libertarian Alexander has as much Faith in the Republican Party as he does in the fundamental Sanctity and Integrity of  a Banana Peel being tossed about between a bellicose and noisy bunch of Apes.

Imagining A Natural Hierarchy of Values.

Chapter 1 : Sacrilege as Entertainment – Or “Russian Mail Order Brides” – Or ‘Goring of the Critic’ – Or  . . . ( dot com )

“What is the problem with Modernity?”

Is the cool and voluntary public criticism of  the vacuum-like, holotropic emptiness of looming buildings screeching upwards like the exclamation marks on the scrawled out thesis paper of the caffeine indoctrinated concoctioner of complex financial instruments; — too  great a discouragement to his “freedom of speech” ?

The clauses and by-clauses that differentiate speech from effort – pointing out with fingers lifted with a well-meaning goodwill – in the pointing direction of suggesting the marked distinctions to be made between Wisdom and Intellection the same as between Speaking and Doing,-  a tad disheartening to She who is an avowed moderniste?

Do contemplations of Scope and Scale, the Method and the Man, the Cause and Effect, – On fruitful love of foundations, and objections to the fruitless, banal, vapid, and inessential breathe an inadvertent  automatic act of antagonism in face of the one Sneezing with the greatest whimper while leaning on the sides of the gasoline four wheeler with the greatest bang – just by the happenstance of co-existence?

Indeed, it appears that they do – all of these – do exactly as premised – bringing to the surface without any concession the all luminous answer. Answer, of course, to the Question “What is the problem with Modernity” –  In the neat, unfolding, order of the questions, the neat order of answers offer a spontaneous and immediate damnation,- an instant transfiguration – when those that regard transcendental balance, natural truths, and fertility of hummus as sacred, in a discussion of Modernity, with those that swear by principles of the modern order of things in all its quantitative categories  all arising potentiality of a two-way conversation are done away with by the latter – for,  no where are the terms “screeching”, “indoctrination”, “discouragement”, “antagonism”, “disheartening”, “sneezing” and “whimper”, more immediate in assaulting the senses-extraordinaire with their commentaries presented in the form of neat stacks of inter-copulated sagging of neon-colors; — than in the form of the frenzies  and forays, and hectic assays of corrugated hard-boiled surfaces of fist-flattened world order edifices, a hunch or a stoop here and there casting a staunch frown, with an illicit and odious gastric look about it — and a whole pantheon of holes carved in the black heart of concrete-  widely indoctrinated into gullible consciousness of the multitudes to forcefully symbolize an absolute archetypical representation and diktat of  what was once regarded and understood by the term “windows”.

Chapter 2 :  The Scythe. The Rape. The Insolence : “What does Ourobouros eat for breakfast, mom?”

Indeed, in the face of a scythe like perdition upon the planetary resources, with trees and rubber being  flattened into paper and tire in an era of bad writing and the digital revolution, – where mortar and cement do not curb the absolute contempt towards mountains and brooks – to accommodate new hotels and grandiose ski-rinks –  no concessions wheresoever is permeable to the natural.

Thus it is that a profligate bevy of the un-nature, massing, hoarding, belching, and rallying, and commandeering the most downright internal element of natural refuge in man , down to the solaceless, irradiated entrails, foregoing all sweetness – or even neutrality in regards of the senses, with a contempting  malice and coldness, that only the concrete in the street can assuage, commiserate, or reconcile, by the virtue of its flat emotionless blackness – it lays abundant, self-evident, conspicuous retorting like a snide and insipid cartoon : “Indeed, what is the problem with Modernity.”

James Howard Kunstler has finally spoken to the serpentine highway. He has reticulated outwards from his armchair by the use of his two grips, rising out of as one cast outwards from some deep breath of inner fire-side chat after some long and necessary condition of infirmity, – James Howard stood up with a spine erect, and gazed Sensibly into the outdoors with a connoisseur’s resolve, and decided to take a Stroll on behalf of the Americas – and as he slides his warming toes into the walking ricotta cheese colored Summer sandals – he feels the despair of the Taiwanese entering him through the crack of his toenails.

Chapter 3 : The Homo Economicus and his Tryst  and Triumph ( with the Armchair) .

Harnessed forward by a new will to Breathe Life, as half-fumbling, yet determined, he reaches for the walking staff – he feels in his musculature the plight of half of the purloined sixteen hour stitchcraft of one half of the Penang Peninsula ; fastening his tie into a loose and disambiguous knot, – he may just as well sense the asphyxiation of Xi-Ching, reaching for the impalpableTao.

He feels so prodigious that, nearly a venerable septuagenarian from a venerable Baltimore, Maryland- he could find himself serenading  Mulan from the open hatch of a time-traveling Messerschmitt, while gunning down the mercenaries of the evil red dragon.

Ah! The dear man! Stare at him! Leaving, frolicking out, into his green lawn, the surface skin of his varicose veins groping for the Soil of Providence itches centimeter by centimeter – doused by silent protocols of paid for pesticides, irrigated by the hissing nozzles of a gurgling water making a fuss about nothing and dripping into an acre of Baltimore – where Pumpkins will not grow this Halloween, but yet the queer effect of this puerile charm of  water mechanics would be just as morose – in the event of a Martial Law in the District of Columbia later in the year.

James Howard Kunstler – stares with a forlorn and  twitching despair into the blues of the skies, clouds sloping gently on the knolls of firmaments, – the heavy fog stream of the chemtrail  pathway is reminiscent of the propeller airplanes every child in the world had wanted to fly at the age of Seven– and every child in wanting it had imagined the cinematic American Dream as produced by Walt Disney, Incorporated.

As he stares ( into the great abyss of Two Thousand and Nine ) – James Howard urinates into his lawn – a clear stream of rivulets, cascading outwards like a revolution of quantum, newly christened, fractals, unto a rose undershrub on his “plot” like a torrent written about in one of Pearl S. Buck’s novels about the Chinese Boxer Uprising.

Chapter 4 : The Homo Aquarius : He Lets the Water Loose .

As such, James Howard Kunstler is heroic, new, – and unknown to his countrymen. He thinks, letting out the water that had bottled up in him for so long like a dead sea crying in the wilderness, – a spokesperson appearance at “Technology, Entertainment, Design (TED)” in Silicon Valley, was the closest he would in this modern life come to a resolution with his birthright name – ‘Kunstler’ – ‘Craftsman’ – or more allegorically interpreted ‘Hierophant – Defender of Eternal Tradition’.

His eyes closed, James Howard imagines Grecian frescoes, venetian paintings, Schiller’s poems, and lavender farms. The Appalachians , Sedona Valley, — the Himalayas. He imagines it, yes – and he imagines, a good old country song – ‘Big Rock Candy Mountain’ – he imagines Berlioz’s century, and Mongolian throat music, and the letters of Thomas Jefferson, and how perfectly pretty was Sally Hemmings in a white bonnet. The rhapsodies of the Age of Pisces blaze through his cerebellum – the Center of Mental and Physical Balance – as so greatly moved, tottering,  he ponders the lines of Goethe. “In God’s good Time.”

He opens them ( his eyes ) and indulgently cranes his neck back. Only inches away, ‘The Baltimore Herald’ lies ensconsed in a shrink wrap like a packet of used kindergarten napkins. The headlines are too big for an adult to understand, and make little sense as they are written only for those who have attained the aptitude to speak the English Language ( America’s first language ) – to the level of an average thirteen year old.

Chapter 5 :  Holy Mayors, and Money Rabbis , Xanadu, and the Scent of Rosebud.

Pained, the over-educated Howard slightly scoffs with a feeling of alienation, bends down, and Squints : “ Mayors, rabbis, arrested in NJ corruption probe.” James Howard stares  emptily, remembering the international herald tribune headlines from the nineteen hundred and twenties.

Slightly panting, he mutters to himself “Didn’t they call the author of Great Gatsby an anti-semite?” -  shuddering, yet not disillusioned – he reminds himself of the dangers of radical stereotypes – as he thinks of “The War on Terror”, the neon signs Nine Eleven and Seven Eleven flashing in his head like alternative psychedelic chromium ink projections –  as his head buzzes with a thousand and seven uncategorizable radical stereotypes and feints, gasping in his intellections, – hopeless and prostrated before the collective phenomena of his times -  James Howard looks down into the Soil in confusion – his heart and mind link up like a Starbucks Coffee Company Platinum Membership grade Ethernet cable and gain exponential speed like a eight year old’s mind on the psychiatrically enforced and administered Attention Deficit Hyper Activity Disorder drug Aderrall, his thoughts gain immunity to prevailing prejudice, and rote instructions, – he races past the headlines of pharma frauds and the recent $1.4 billion lawsuit against Lilli Pharmaceuticals and Zyprexa,  and heroically transcends his own mind – and in an outburst of the Composer Brahms’ famous Requiem “All flesh is Grass”, – he stares into the bush – his cascading urine demonstrates an uncontestable powerpoint presentation like trickle down effect – gently ripping through the Cherokee brown top soil, careening like a small brook, bubbles arising, and small plucking sounds – as if intimidations to his own heart beats, – the gentle sonor of chickadees singing, and the final dusk ushering, a scent of flowers in spring bloom – a crane flies by –  Kunstler is struck in the incandescence of a natural daze in a single volume of complete and effervescent Awe.

He feels acknowledged, vindicated, and spoken for. The urinary stroll after a dark night of the soul has proven redeeming for him – and thereby, automatically for all Men on Earth. Where an uncategorizable confusion was probing, where unrecalcitrant ugliness was vast. Where intersections blurred, he remembers not so long ago he felt the warmth in his hands, that he wanted to go out for a stroll, he wished to clutch close his walking staff, and he syncopated around his neck his favorite deep blue corduroy tie,  the armchair transformed and transmuted itself into a lawn – and by further transmutation of serendipity – the word lawn – had revealed itself as a revelation more powerful in the ineffable essence of the word – Soil. “The meek shall inherit the Earth”, which he had read somewhere on some kind of a gray welfare state building – but he defers the truth to no  further intellection – no matter how tempting – emancipated, he feels an embrace releasing him from his cramps, once again, into his favorite things.

“Rosebud”.

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Alexander K. Rai, MSMA ( A member to a Society of Mutual Admiration ) is an American Constitutionalist, Freethinker, Classical Scholar, and Entrepreneur from Philadelphia. He lives in Scandinavia as an American Expatriate who supports Ron Paul’s style of delivering the newborn, and though originally had wished to be a peripatetic hermit of pure Spirit, has presently elected to direct his energies of monogamy to emancipating universal human consciousness, advocating fellowship and sincerity and a passion for healing in all nations, The Truth, and genuine and articulate free enterprise built on Quintessentially American and Primeval Qualities of Self Reliance and Paleo Conservation with a firm and indelible emphasis on the role of ethics, co-creation, relevance, and reciprocity. He makes it a daily aim and studious mission to intemper his continuously diminishing indignation at “the phenomena” with Asamese lapsang tea. His Conscious Media Flagship Company is appellated ‘Green Therapy Global’ and advocates Holistic Integration of Ideas and Applications with an Earth Bound directive and a Conscious regard for “The Soil”. He was nominated by repetitive external solicitation as a Marquis’  ‘Who’s Who in America’ edition 2009 in which his name has been listed on inexpensive paper and economy grade indigo ink, and has never graduated from any Private or Public Institution of Mass Education, and if the Solar Flares do manage to “trickle down” through the Hole engineered by Tesla Science and Wernher Von Braun, – without a doubt, he never will nor will anyone in the graduating Class of 2012 – anywhere.