Some words to consider

He wanted everybody to be happy. From early on as a kid ‘everybody’ meant the people in the village where he grew up, his parents and grandparents, animals and so on. It might be kind of funny for a guy of 55 to wake up with these thoughts which probably were elder then himself as he sometimes thinks on his moments of analyzing what life and his life is all about. He wrote a lot about it in every possible style and about each domain in life, both in a scientific and literary way…until he reached the border where words have to give up and very special kinds of reasoning and feeling became difficult or impossible to describe. What started off as an idyllic picture of the world gradually changed in a real understanding of what is going on in this world as a whole…not only in his personal life…in the broadest sense possible. But let’s descend in too that ‘wanting everybody to be happy feeling’ was and became and is all about. One can wonder about it. Does everybody in fact wants to be happy ? Isn’t feeling unhappy a starting point to discover what’s wrong and isn’t being unhappy not both something that can lead to accepting reality and appreciating it ?

Like in nature, moments of aspiration and moments of expiring of situations go hand in hand. It is the longing for understanding and comprehension and the feeling of wanting to be loved and wanting to love that motivates us to exist. As far as sensitive people are concerned that is…despite the fact that almost everyone has certain degrees of sensitivity within themselves…and intelligence. One can be very intelligent and almost have no human feelings towards people surrounding oneself…in combination with brain damage due to genetic heritage or a fall for example or in combination with a mental disorder or a lack of love or misuse in one’s youth; this can even lead to psychopathic behavior. Sensitivity is what really makes us human in fact. Being sensitive seems to have always been under thread in history, but in combination with positive intelligence it made the world and a part of the individuals and the collectivity they belong to progress, amid a lot of bloodshed and misery.

So, where did his own journey began ? Which players would he encounter to understand the way life works ? Why and how had he evolved to wanting to write about life ? Why and how had he evolved from having compassion with unhappy people towards analyzing their lives in a critical but human and sensitive way ? What had lead him to his main philosophical question : “is there an energy which did not have to go through the evolutionary road of radiation, atom, molecule, planet, cell…and us to reach our kind of consciousness “ ? For others this meant there was a God or whatever name they gave it…for him it was more a feeling and a kind of energy…more a puzzle, both in a scientific and in a human sciences way…a story about making sense of nonsense. And what is nonsense in an energetic way ? In physics, when something tries to take a volume that is less or equal to zero…the situation explodes in little or big bangs, probably ever repeating themselves. So this means that, since everything is energy and energy is eternal , because it always evolves towards other forms of energy, life and we are eternal as well, taking under consideration that qualitative differences exist. So what all those words mean, is that ghosts cannot exist, because everything and everyone has a volume…and that when something or situations or in the end, we ourselves approach the point of too much pressure upon us…things have to change in positive ways…and hopefully if one continues that line of thinking…in a positive way after our dead too.
The spiritual world, one cannot understand by dogma’s alone
We have a lot of love inside us. When love often has been undergoing some painful tests and we still try to understand the reasons why people sometimes don’t get the real meaning of certain situations in a relationship and we keep on continuing trying to raise their understanding about the way life works…then there really is a spiritual connection between people, a thousand links to our daily lives and those of the ones before us.
What is that love and were does it come from ? Should one continue the relationship (s) or not ? Sometimes one has no choice, because the other side wants to stop the relationship partly or complete. Even if one does not continue to meet each other, relationships of all kind continue; most of the time it isn’t even clearly noticed by the different degrees of consciousness. You probably know about the moments when you can reach a high level of communication or contact with someone. One even does not have to fall in love with them in each way. It’s a strange thing that one can lose one’ s love for someone and if one is lucky friendship and respect remain to chase away the nasty thoughts and images the darker side of the beloved provoked. The darker side is all about the unsolved heritages of the past and the ones one added to them in responding from the same or other situations. When one touches the real nerve of the condition of someone, that someone begins to defend some cultural or personal dogma’s that not always correspond with the truth about someone’s roots. (Listen to both words, ‘truth’ and ‘root’…they have a lot in common.) Each time, in each area other words are used to enlighten bits of what life is about. One only can talk about the practical things of life and add some humor while maintaining the relationships that need no digging in too one’s soul. But when the discovery of one’s soul happens spontaneously, another approach becomes necessary. The sentence ‘ one has got to know one ‘s self’, is often used and clearly this passes through others; this can become a very intensive process with a lot of avoidable and not avoidable consequences…for better and for worse. One can chose for a celibate life, like for example priest do, or one can chose to find out what the soul of a woman or a man really contributes in discovering what life and your life is all about. Each kind of relationship, whether as a colleague, a child, parents, grandparents, friends, lovers…invites us to really understand the different meanings of life. In the case of lovers, what are they really searching for next to the pleasant things body-contact can offer and not feeling alone ? When spiritually connected people can overcome their negative emotions their fingers become like camera’s reading each other cells…surely an almost ideal situation…making love with a lot of concentration and understanding how to really activate each other’ s body…and soul in a spiritual way…but it isn’t a guarantee that things work out all right, because of the karma who preceded that kind of relationship isn’t understood or one does not dare to understand. This can cause a lot of troubles…and indeed if there are other family members involved on both sides and if one tries to please everyone without understanding in which situation they find themselves in. It isn’t easy trying to tell other people what to do…especially if they aren’t ready for it, or if they are too stubborn. Also, when the relationship with ancestors and others isn’t understood it can become difficult to unwind the wires.
Like in the telecom connections in the boxes on our streets there are certain connections between people and they get disturbed when things in our live occur that shouldn’t have happened to avoid complications, but in a lot of cases things couldn’t haven’t gone in another way. We experience things and we forget things, but when we reach the deep truth about a lot, we can tend to push it away, with a feeling of missing something as a consequence or we can try not forgetting the lessons and their feeling anymore and carrying it as a power in our consciousness…thus telepathically influencing things positively, all dough that SEEMS not to be the case sometimes. We cannot play ‘God’, but we can near the divine energy that make things happen mostly in an unconscious way. People who are aware of this should not try to escape by means of believing superstition or using unnecessary pills that burry a part of their body and soul and prevent a contact with their spiritual inner communication or dialogues which they could have had if they had overcome themselves and others. Often they cut ties with the one who really cared lots and lots about them, because the confrontation with their roots was to heavy emotionally loaded for them. Then they have the choice to enjoy life in a way they can handle, but in many case they make it worse. Sometimes the more distance one keeps after finishing a relationship or turning it in to friendship (if still possible), the better it will go with oneself or the other…if this means that one of the two for example will not take some medicine any more, the longing for the one he or she had to miss can come back and if that person is lucky she or he will not have to repeat the same road with more suffering then joy. Suffering surely will come when one discovers one has lost someone with the same roots. True roots, roots of truth. (almost poetry those related sounds in these words).

On the border of impressionism

Trying to pass the borders of impressionism.
Because there are people one knows involved, no one can write a complete proza documentary about just what was one day in his or hers lifetime. Also due the fact that at a certain moment one is ready to begin writing such description, the reader will not be able to follow because of the complexity of one's past that is determined for a part by events in the past.

So that is why one always has to choose between fiction and reality, between the daydream and the situations one has to adept oneselves on. Each thought is a novel on it's own if one would pay attention to it and mingeled with fanthasy a thousand novelles. Each dream is a puzzle of a lot of things that happened in a lifetime over generations. Time does not exist. Each moment of a minute, sometimes splits of a second, is so intense to write about that, if one is a writer, one cannot support any more in the end or just survive by observing and enjoying and making sense. In order to achieve a part of this wanting to explain about the codes of life in a narrative way, one should be a lot alone perhaps...I do not know, I'll have to find out...but the energy of achieving the aims described, is lacking me at this moment. Shall I try to write a prelude (french word,an introduction, which again is a French word ?) about the past or start with the day itself today or go to sleep for half an hour to recover ? Or shall I look upon you as my private detective trying to find out in this day to day story of mine, how my live and maybe yours was ?

Woke up with my neck hurting more than the day before and a kind of fatigue that went away. Had a 'talk' with a virtual friend about dreams and situations in daytime, but then not trying to fix the events it self, but interpretate them on a broader scale. Nice that in English the word 'friend' is not substitute for male or female. A friend is rather someone one can talk or write with on a more or less the same dimension of vibrations. And if it's a virtual exchange one does not feel like one will have a suposingly real encounter where one falls in love and by consequence having to endure all the responsibilities, joies and hardships based on the realities of the other persons life.

I dreamt that a bloke with a lot of primitive and rough and in a way brute fysical energy tried to seduce a friend of mine. He wanted to conquer her innocense in a mainly instinctive way. At first my reaction was 'let it go, it's not your life', but the feeling kept persecuing me and then I met an old tired Indian woman who told me to controle the blood pressure this has caused in my body. She maybe has saved this house of that soul of mine, and that is why my spirit is back on the track of continuing 'it's' spiritual tasks...for the sake of being a kind of assistance to all those who have managed not to live pureally superficial.

Me and my neck rested for a while and the fatique due to a life with a lot of tasks and due to the part isolation, slowly disapeared a bit, due to the fact that I let my ghost speak to my tired body, encouraging it from within the spheres of 'heaven' present as well in everything and everyone on earth, but most of us do not really know or can't reach the same dimension any more or not yet.

A cup of thee or coffee ? I had run out of water of the source in the wood, so it took some of the kitchen tap. The water was presumed to be the best, because of a lot of controle and addition of...I do not know. Nature's tap was to far away today for me to go and get it. The fellow occupants of my house were at work and I went outside to say the dogs hello, after eating some of the meal of yesterday and sharing the rest with them. The only animals whose meat I eat are, from time to time in a limited way 'chicken' and some fish from time to time. And hopefully, most of the time chicken that were not emprisoned in factories all of their lifetime.

In a village with tries not to become a town, I met the young man who wanted to make a living of his dream, providing food and a drink to his clients, which were more friends to him. He asked me how my writing got along and I answered him I had started writing in English and that I still was helped by the computer to avoid spelling errors...but that the computer wasn't so human as to underline the words thought and taught, because they both are correct...but it depends on how you use them. This restaurant-café keeper has a replica of one of Renoirs paintings in his establishment. I look upon it at each visit and so I said : 'I saw the film 'la fabuleuse destin d' Amelie Poulain' lately again. While living in her world of fantasy, she always was trying to help people by bringing them together or playing jokes with someone who mistreated an other person. There was that role of a painter in the movie who was making a copie of Renoir's summer ball...he advised Amelie to grasp her own hapiness in her attempt to meet the love of her live...and in response the painter and other personages received a lot of blessings as well.

There were some woman in my view on the owner of the 'goodlife'- terras, waiting for the buss at the other side of the street. One nice dark woman from Africa with a lot of pounds extra, sat on the stone before the window of a house...like as if she was meditating. Had she found hapiness in mariage or was she misused on this or the other continent...or in both cases and even if she was unhappy, was this the consequence of the wrong choices she made before she emigrated ? A bit of an Asian women came to sit next to here and they looked understandingly at each other, without talking. Do only coulered people take the bus in this place ? A Caucasian woman pushing a child in a baby-carriage came along...and an other white skin one with a happy little black-white dog came along. Wish Renoir was here. Maybe he was, with all that talking going on about him...as a consequence of what he did. Since time in fact does not exists, he must be somewhere, I thought. And while I write it I wonder if I did not write 'taught' in stead of 'thought' in a phrases like this. Sorry, no energy left to go back and correct it. It's a bit like life...the past, try to deal with it as much as possible, but avoid having to make corrections in this day itself. Make your day, not interfering to much with earlier evolutions who have had their flow. Try to have a panoramic view on people and things, or you will get lost among to narrow conditions. It is like a heard this man say in a documentary about Darwin and his Beaggle boat : "I love the Amazone, but do not expect it wil love you back. In fact the Amazone is very happy to see me coming...because it is very hungry : mousquittos, snakes like the anaconda, some fish...they surely love me in their own way. So did my cat and my chicken when I came home. The cat pushes her head against my giving hand to thank me and the chicken lays her daily egg and expects no special things in return...forgotten of the times when she was a dinosuarus. Maybe her kind has become humble through all these years of evolution ? Still there is a kind of mean dino-look when she mistrusts me and is not singing her relaxed song.

A family called Humanity

Economy’s daughter Social married a guy named Politics…
And they had many children in different states and stages
Situations tend to function quite a bit different then they are described in that part of the media that has to many readers or watchers. Independent judgment is only possible when one considers the situation and the needs of the world as a whole. Learning to put facts in a broader perspective, dealing with insinuations. The more one succeeds in doing so, the more chance a progressive policy gets. Most of let things go their way and only when situations are really too much to take and one unites only to save a part of the furniture, leaving structures as they are, because politically the social movement was an orphan.

We are connected not only by blue lines (personal relations), but also by red lines, the econ-socio-politico-eco ones in fact. Our blue lines can benefit from a good condition of our red lines. The red lines are dominated by all political parties from far right to the spectrum of the left parties. If the individual no longer wants to stay without a voice concerning wars, poverty and social and ecological issues…or does not learn how to use telematics to oblige politicians to listen to them…the decadent part of politics will continue for much longer. (see text ‘to all’ on http://bloctaafblogartist.webs.com/apps/blog/ ) (and to ‘dear fellow world occupier’) on http://bloggen.be/conscience2008 ) We must obtain insight and a vision in order to understand history on his way to providing the planet with an ecological system of production so that in the end, if we plan this socially, we can span more free time in doing other things related to the meaning of life. Most of us have a daily life consciousness that prevents them from understanding what is happening fully and shows them in what kind of play they play. One has to learn how one can become as objective as can be. The higher the degree of collective consciousness the more possibilities for the individual. Why so many people rather like a populist then an intellectual approach ? They really want to show solidarity but they are divided in a lot of groups. questions for workers
Why is it we are still being ruled by representatives of bancs ?
Why you work so hard while so many are without a job ?
Why is having a job not normal ?
Why can't you easily find a new job ?
Why our telecom services, our energy and transport are not free ?
Why still not one worldcurrency or an administration based on need ?
Why some of us need the discpline of old ideologies to function ?
Why not our inner discipline or the one of our colleagues in charge ?
Why not we but them should be afraid of doiing away with speculation ?
Why does the same product does not cost as much everywhere ?
Why is poverty a form of official slavery ?
Why so few people control so much wealth ?
Why so few robots comand so many soldiers ?
Why religions are not as much spiritual then our inner energy ?
Why imperialism calls war humanitarian aid, free world and democracy ?
Why do criminals control economy, whether in USA,ex- USSR or Liberia?
Why do tradeunions follow the games of bigmoney ?
Why do we not understand that 'foreigners' can be workers to ?
Why we still make weapons to kill our comrades elsewhere ?
Why do kings and queens still exist ?
Why not use technology and technocracy to build a beautifull world ?
Why doesn't education teaches more about human sciences ?
Why do we pay taxes aswell for putting mines as demining them ?
Why do factories or aerocompanies close when demand is so big ?
Why are farmers payed to destroy or not produce, while so much hunger ?
Why so much short of housing ?
Why our dogs and cats eat more money than some earn ?
Why their system survives by means of crises, wars and exploitation .
Why do we keep on collaborating while modern fascism is so strong ?
Why our media talk in favor of what's going on ?
Why is the right to vote, the right to say yes to the system ?
Why don't we put forward our own program first ?
Why don't we defend our own alternative in the enterprises we work ?
Why don't we invite the jobless to join our reunions ?
Why don't we develop our new strategy to put our demands in power ?
Why we really want to show solidarity, but we are divided in lots of groups. …with no international action plan…

LESSONS FROM HISTORY
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Why don't we put forward our own program first ?
Why don't we defend our own alternative in the enterprises we work ?
Why don't we invite the jobless to join our reunions ?
Why don't we develop our new strategy to put our demands in power ?

Political essays in English, starting from page 79 on http://users.skynet./octo.be

I wrote about articles concerning the situation in a lot of countries and about the way politics is been conducted http://filosofischverzet.skynetlogs.be (mainly Dutch). I wrote a lot about history and some essays in English can be found on http://bloggen.be/conscience2008 as well . (and historic tales of people having lived in certain periods as well on other blogs. http://voortijdgtestament.skynetblogs.be and the links. A complete mini overlook of history can be found starting from page 62 on http://users.skynet.be/octo (Dutch). I put all these things in to every kind of literature as you might understand following all the links that make a combined art piece of the totality of my blogs; dealing as well with philosophy, soci-econ-polit., history, psychology, love problems, religion, soul, spirit… . blogartist

Losing Loves

Losing loves
Losing great loves.
Close to souls who pass away.
Lives that one must partly or almost abandon.
Then recognizing them here and there.

Losing loves.
Ignore the feeling, invent reasons why…
It had to be that way.
Sometimes they are right.
Sadness is never the same.
Relieve as well, but from whom and who and when ?

Always, ‘after this one’, not again the part of hurt in love.
While there still are sparks of fire in the ashes.

Relations.
Always in other dimensions, other heights and tunes.
Different situations from needs of others.
From the own stories as well.
Do experiences have to come and visit us again ?
Does one have to go and search them in situations ?
Unique memories and sensitive connections…
Keep on connecting with the hart.

Losing great loves.
Close to souls who pass away.
Sad ,happy or in the middle, never the same meaning with this one or that one.
And passion also has seven tunes and colors.
And lots of songs in seven styles.
The simplicity of the white knight and the princes.
To the land of legends these days.
Pipi Langkous and Peter Pan don’t exist in adult world.
Those who can stay that way, enjoy and hold it.
Chose for each other.
More complex situations…often more hard to handle.

Losing great loves.
Close to souls who pass away.
The older one get, the higher the account.
And in the end…
Being light, always trying to be light.
We were it, are it and stay it…
Literally and philosophically at least.
Between each other, depending from meeting how and when.
After all those different kind of periods.

Great loves that try to be friendship again.
Relief and difficult test sometimes as well.
Like everything one is not used too.
Ignoring the bio, one can learn, integrate or not.
One isn’t the same any more as who one was before letting go.
One does not know always what to keep or let go.
The games ancestors played and play with lives.
That what one knitted oneself.
Knitting in life, you don’t do it on your own.
Some are not made in life…for patterns to tight.
Whatever the degrees of comprehension.
How little the degree of jealousy …
Funny with who a lot sometimes and with who not and when.
Good friends and become like children and wise men.

Losing great loves.
Art is born from it, as much as from joy.
To bring people closer to the soul.
And often it looks like getting closer to the spirit.
Of one who nobody can derange any more.
And only loves happy things.
Knowing that life hold more in store with people…
Then only romance and all kinds of passion.

The spiritual world, one cannot understand by dogma’s alone
We have a lot of love inside us. When love often has been undergoing some painful tests and we still try to understand the reasons why people sometimes don’t get the real meaning of certain situations in a relationship and we keep on continuing trying to raise their understanding about the way life works…then there really is a spiritual connection between people, a thousand links to our daily lives and those of the ones before us.
What is that love and were does it come from ? Should one continue the relationship (s) or not ? Sometimes one has no choice, because the other side wants to stop the relationship partly or complete. Even if one does not continue to meet each other, relationships of all kind continue; most of the time it isn’t even clearly noticed by the different degrees of consciousness. You probably know about the moments when you can reach a high level of communication or contact with someone. One even does not have to fall in love with them in each way. It’s a strange thing that one can lose one’ s love for someone and if one is lucky friendship and respect remain to chase away the nasty thoughts and images the darker side of the beloved provoked. The darker side is all about the unsolved heritages of the past and the ones one added to them in responding from the same or other situations. When one touches the real nerve of the condition of someone, that someone begins to defend some cultural or personal dogma’s that not always correspond with the truth about someone’s roots. (Listen to both words, ‘truth’ and ‘root’…they have a lot in common.) Each time, in each area other words are used to enlighten bits of what life is about. One only can talk about the practical things of life and add some humor while maintaining the relationships that need no digging in too one’s soul. But when the discovery of one’s soul happens spontaneously, another approach becomes necessary. The sentence ‘ one has got to know one ‘s self’, is often used and clearly this passes through others; this can become a very intensive process with a lot of avoidable and not avoidable consequences…for better and for worse. One can chose for a celibate life, like for example priest do, or one can chose to find out what the soul of a woman or a man really contributes in discovering what life and your life is all about. Each kind of relationship, whether as a colleague, a child, parents, grandparents, friends, lovers…invites us to really understand the different meanings of life. In the case of lovers, what are they really searching for next to the pleasant things body-contact can offer and not feeling alone ? When spiritually connected people can overcome their negative emotions their fingers become like camera’s reading each other cells…surely an almost ideal situation…making love with a lot of concentration and understanding how to really activate each other’ s body…and soul in a spiritual way…but it isn’t a guarantee that things work out all right, because of the karma who preceded that kind of relationship isn’t understood or one does not dare to understand. This can cause a lot of troubles…and indeed if there are other family members involved on both sides and if one tries to please everyone without understanding in which situation they find themselves in. It isn’t easy trying to tell other people what to do…especially if they aren’t ready for it, or if they are too stubborn. Also, when the relationship with ancestors and others isn’t understood it can become difficult to unwind the wires.
Like in the telecom connections in the boxes on our streets there are certain connections between people and they get disturbed when things in our live occur that shouldn’t have happened to avoid complications, but in a lot of cases things couldn’t haven’t gone in another way. We experience things and we forget things, but when we reach the deep truth about a lot, we can tend to push it away, with a feeling of missing something as a consequence or we can try not forgetting the lessons and their feeling anymore and carrying it as a power in our consciousness…thus telepathically influencing things positively, all dough that SEEMS not to be the case sometimes. We cannot play ‘God’, but we can near the divine energy that make things happen mostly in an unconscious way. People who are aware of this should not try to escape by means of believing superstition or using unnecessary pills that burry a part of their body and soul and prevent a contact with their spiritual inner communication or dialogues which they could have had if they had overcome themselves and others. Often they cut ties with the one who really cared lots and lots about them, because the confrontation with their roots was to heavy emotionally loaded for them. Then they have the choice to enjoy life in a way they can handle, but in many case they make it worse. Sometimes the more distance one keeps after finishing a relationship or turning it in to friendship (if still possible), the better it will go with oneself or the other…if this means that one of the two for example will not take some medicine any more, the longing for the one he or she had to miss can come back and if that person is lucky she or he will not have to repeat the same road with more suffering then joy. Suffering surely will come when one discovers one has lost someone with the same roots. True roots, roots of truth. (almost poetry those related sounds in these words).



Some remarks about my essay-story : ‘there was live after dead aswell’ (see link)
Does the negative energy of someone keeps on living in the spiritual world as well, or is it an energy that only continues to have an influence in the existing world ?
From the world of electricity we know that a switch can be ON or OFF. Off means not in connection with the source. ON, connected. In the BIO –world there is LIFE and DEAD…in case off DEAD the qualitative attitude one has towards life keeps on empowering certain connections, especially if one has a lot of panoramic as well detailed insides into the different domains in life.

Quotes to meditate on

oorspronkelijk nederlandstalige tekst : http://voortijdigtestament.skynetblogs.be/si-zinnigezinnenzoeken/

Life is a training in understanding, resisting and enjoying.

To be able to support one another, one can learn.

There always are ordinary, special and to secret reasons why people do not get along.

After a hard winter, feeling spring, proud having survived.

Do not become a slave of money and then just die.

When one thinks about someone, often a library is opened in your head.

The higher the wisdom, the more intensity of observation, calm, the more mature the deed.

Such a strange ‘for’ feeling about others or yourself, where does it come from ?

Sometimes we only remember the dialogues we did not understand.

Analyzing what really happened often works on a longue term, afterwards.

Thinking positively sometimes needs it’s blessings and conflicts.

Drifted to far away from what you should be doing, it harms doesn’t it ?

Existing in function of the energy one leaves behind and regenerate from time to time.

The soul of a biological home, embryo, transformer to the spiritual world ?

Ration and Logic fall in love with muse and fantasy and give birth to inspiration.

Why is a first impression often so important .

Do you ever get the feeling something very funny is about to happen ?

Continuing doing what you don’t like sometimes for someone has an advantage.

Out of free will doing something important with positive consequences, special event.

When you feel too good, polarity is ready around the corner.

What happens always happens on a scale of evolution.

Something one completely forget, all at once it is there when one needs it.

One loves hearing people talk, but not if it is empty talk.

Orientate on your own strength to keep on your own course.

Sometimes one hides info for you, sometime it is best hidden for you.

Knowledge, red carpet for spirituality

Letting go weight by laughing, observing, showering, moving, toilet, walking… .

Marvelous, when taught flow through you without effort.

Madness sometimes is a crush because of touching the sky to long or crawling too much.

Distance and walking together, both needed.

Understanding interaction in how things and situations come in too being.

Images that become symbols of and grow and grow to more insights.

Intuition is where one’ s soul reaches the spiritual world.

Interpretation of events, emotions, feelings, intuition…a lifelong task.

Like the weather, moods change, due to a number of conditions.

Preparing for each kind of moment when one meets someone serves the dialogue.

Sticking to a good feeling very often makes a lot more possible.

Posing questions at one’s self and others with the aim of getting more conscious.

In relations, separate the possibilities clearly from the difficulties.

A sense full of words can have more implications then practical and psychological ones.

Words are symbols of the daily as well as the spiritual.

Space and time, a lot more relative then we might imagine.

Send positive things in the direction of others, without always accepting missions.

Just ask for the strength your inner needs, when strength fails you.

Do there have to be studies about the healing power of knowledge, insights, wisdom… ?

In each period of your life you awake in yourself the things you must deal with.

Passing thoughts without words becomes easier when one exists intensively.

Measuring the evolution of oneself and the people one knows, not so easy.

To reach something, risk something even if it goes step by step and the summit is not yours.

Through the ones you know you understands the total picture more, sometimes less.

A searches for meaning is a kind of detective.

Magnetism, pigeons find their way home, we need a map.

Everything is a remix of what came before, with more and more consciousness.

Dead. Like a train station near the see…it seems like this is it.

Radiation. Physics. Chemistry. Bio. Soul. Thought. .Art. Spirit. Radiation.

Do not be each other’ s volcano that prohibits one from flying.

Burst out in something, that you get it over with.

Understand who you are and that you are who you were looking for.

Being is smaller than matter, but a lot bigger.

Each one knows the way he is, but not completely.

Evolution of radiation to our soul and radiation again. Holy trinity.

Are seeds in the air aware of where they can land to flourish ?

Put the top of a lemon in water and you get rings around the sun.

Lives, living, constantly prepared. Prepare to want.

The leaves of indignation lead to understanding sometimes.

To be or not to be, but what is to be ?


Watch out for accepting nearly impossible tasks.

You are a part of the solution as well.

Doing what one does, moment by moment.

Getting closer to the spiritual is living through all ,passed to you, facets of the soul.

Connecting the first impressions with the last for the time of being always.

The more confronting reality is, the more one pushes it away.

Not feeling well is not meant to push in the direction of others.

The karma of our own lives is looking for balance.

Do all personages know the meaning of the pieces they play in ?

Emotionally this is both a dangerous as heavenly world.

Our bio –soul- spirit produces better stuff then the factories of pharmacy.

One knows who one is by understanding the past better.

From an early age knowing what is in front of you, it does not work like that, but… .

That one and that one one will meet, slowly understanding why.

Dead. Return to separate elements. Radiation. Relations. Exchange ?

Life is a daily preparation of improvement of the quality of being.

One cannot remember all of the inspiration…it will find road to reach us again.

Wisdom not only comes on a top, also by descending, resting, meditating.

Dreaming, a surrealist remix, works of art with and without message.

Earth, hereafter, thereafter, always NOW is more easy to understand.
Time, does it exists only for those who do not feel well in their skin ?
The past, that what was, always in repetition to prepare the next show.
Both the literate and not literate do not always understand all structures.
One often forgets, speaking words, thinking is energy as well. Energy has consequences.
Energy is also faith, acting, believing… .
Insight that leads to energy is shared, exchange, experienced, not only tapped.
One cannot and does not have to be able to support all the pain of others.
Being satisfied often helps against too much or too little.
Keep on swallowing without learning, you must be wanting to become a zombie
Each awakening is a change to write a prolongation.
Wanting somebody at your side and only thinking of yourself is nearly emptiness.
In the book off all, each person is one of the different kinds of personages.
To give yourself your life back, understand it’s roots and plant understanding.
On moments you realizes the meaning of it all…one feels great.
On joins life starting from all those reasons for living of others too.
You’ve got it, or you don’t…or nearly, but you can get it…what ?
The meanings of the meaningful, hard to understand ? Nonsense easier ?
Becoming is experiencing by observing and acting or not acting.
Acting or not acting. The wright words, silence, listening, intervening...
…by doing so, wisdom an progress come easier…interpreting the unbalances.
In fact sometimes everything is too crazy for words.
Connecting and combining while understanding is almost the French word ‘religion’.
Make some time for nature from time to time.
Observe and commentate inside, outside, free from stress and circumstances.
Wish some good things from time to time.
The greater your interests and your desire to know you are and what you can do, the more you can control your life. Emotions are a teacher in different phases. We can change direction every time we understand more and know what we want and don’ t want. Then we can act or not act from a balance situation…with the hope and believe that this acting will be positive for yourself and others…even if in the beginning it does not appear like it will be. Who can understand for others which direction will be positive for them ? The answers lay in our environment for the grasping if we really want…if we didn’t give up searching, that is.

Without wires, there isn’t a single electrical lamp that burns (except for those with an inner battery). We exist because of inner power and connections.

Letter to a father

Thirty years after having written a letter for his father’s birthday, Ob finds a letter Ob wrote to him at the time, congratulating him on his 59th birthday.
“It is not easy to contemplate, that is think and write about one’s father. It is obvious that one has respect and admiration in away, but not easy to put this in too words and make some critical remarks as well.
I always knew you as an enormously hard working man and as someone with a feeling for justice beyond compare…as rare as your blood group. But above …you are someone in very close connection with nature. But what do I mean with all those words pa ? Hardworking. I am grateful that I have had a happy childhood and that I have had a happy childhood. I have never regretted that I had to work very very hard when I was young, I had a lot of useful extraordinary experiences in the field of cultivating and trading fruits. I have lived to see the complete evolution from a little farm, from horse to tractor to truck and so on…first on the local markets and then abroad in the East. I grew up in an environment with a lot of space and working after school hours, I did it to get a lot of weight from your shoulders, that of your wife, your brothers and others. It’s great to have space, land with fruits, storehouse’s, a whole village… . It has helped to build my character and perseverance. I like to take initiative and make my hands dirty and don’t stop till the work has been done. When I think about all those times we loaded truck with fruit from the region, delivered at our place or on the markets and the times we drove together with all that fruit to Germany in a number of cities having to load it back of… this was quite an experience. Watching you trying to keep awake all night and in the morning sleep for a couple of hours and drive back home to give your orders at a few the workmen of the village who helped with the trade and a couple of miners who didn’t want to work under the ground any more, but spend their days between the fruit yards. I watched you when you drove. The expression you had on your face, pure enthusiasm, is unforgettable to me. It was the look of one who is a 100% pleased with what he was doing and believed entirely in it…it had a purpose as all lives have, yours had as well. Your motivation went along with an ability to hold on that I did not meet a lot so far. It’s amazing that you still look like an ugly old man yet. “
“Only two aspects of the way you are, aren’t in your and our benefit. In stress conditions, you sometimes wind yourself up to much and you want to do everything by yourself then, then blaming us or the workers when things do not go the way you think they ought to. But that doesn’t bother us anymore, because we have become used to it. Secondly, you are too good with people sometimes, you want to make a compromise most of the time, even if it isn’t in your benefit. It will get you bankrupt if you don’t watch out. Even on the non-business field, in a human way, you give in to quick sometimes…instead of letting others clean up their own mess. You do have a lot of knowledge of the human character
but often you judge sharp,, but to quick maybe ? Or am I not old enough to understand ? Let’s just say you are on the watch for others a lot of the time…maybe that’s because of the unnecessary benefits you give them…and not knowing you are sometimes fooled ? A lot of people were killed in the war you lived and had to hide from and your father as a member of the resistance saved many lives and the local resistance was not to blame for the terrible revenge the village went through for it’ s actions…do you feel as if you must make up for the whole village ? Nevertheless you are a good teacher in combining the worries of the past with the reality of today and the future’s joys of tomorrow maybe. “
“I did not continue your business. Rationally I hadn’t got the money for it an subjectively I am not a trader…and one part of you isn’t also. For too long I felt as if I did you wrong by this. One thing I know for sure…everything has a reason and the art of producing fruit will go on…if not in then outside the family. I loved the years I was a fruit worker in your and your brother’s company…I loved working on the land more than that trade and that too complicated for me accountancy around it. I have my own family to take care of.
Sometimes I wonder that a thing that you wanted to pass me in life, ‘being religious’, I haven’t got it in me because I behave more as a philosopher and an artist and political militant. You really think so ? I have taught a lot about those things and I tend to look for a neutral bridge between all kind of sciences and religion. The fact that you not often see me in church, does not mean I haven’t got ‘it’ in me. I behave more as a Christian in believing and acting in and for a more just world, then by going to church and I will try to hold my family together and raise my children…but these are quite other times then when you grew up and started a family. I try to life my life consciously and with a good conscience. From all off the children and husbands and wives and grandchildren, ‘happy birthday’.”

Once father had retired, he began to read ancient texts about religion and others…two of them I found recently back again, ‘In the light of the truth’, must be something like the gnosis texts or not, he would have a look.
‘In the Light of Truth’,
So there stood : ‘in the Light of Truth’. Looked to me like the writer was trying to say that there was indeed a more powerful consciousness than ours that did not have to go all the way our evolution had to pass by from waves to atom and cells. Under that level would be a kind of distributing in between server or ‘light’ distributer…I ‘ll give it my own metaphors to help understand. The text was not referring to any religion in particular or race.
When making an effort to do what is good one gains credits, so much was clear. The author used also the argument that we often meet again in different lives. He sees no border between the here and hereafter…this I can understand (see my text ‘there was life after dead as well’), but I have my doubts about that classical reincarnation. One would wish it was true, seeing the burdens to overcome in some families…but there have to be certain laws that guide parapsychological energy. And I think those rules function according to the energy present in ancestral telepathy (gone, but not dead) en present energy also under one of his forms : present telepathy. He goes on explaining that what you think and feel is very important, because it makes links and attracts other people’s thinking and feeling, so in order to not get involved in thinking and feelings of people who think negative of life. Again this logic starts from a presumption and that is that the same positive energy attracts the same positive energy and good intentions. But is more complex than that. There are a number of stories before us that wait for completion and the two kinds of telepathies who are one in this world, make happen that what is logically and obvious to follow out of older events. According to the principle of thesis, antithesis and synthesis often, things happen, children are born, the second never the same as the first. Our free will consist in understanding our own situation in the world around us and choose for our typical own way which corresponds with our real soul…not so much a copy of our ancestors but our surplus. Does that surplus feels well with this or that person ? Of course if I am wrong then we are all perfectly living together and at an early stage in our being young we chose the wright partner. To make this basic picture complete, I could add that at a certain time only ones condition an choice is possible. Not everybody needs the same and everybody should evolve from within if one is a bit on a negative road.
What must I remember of all this ? That I shall encounter the things I feel, speak and think one day in the rest of my lifetime(s) ? If you have a Jack Russel and you educate him to be a hunter, it can be that he starts searching immediately when you come home because of that or mainly because he is a Jack Russel…I think both arguments are true. If every taught stays in connection with you… there is an gigantic net surrounding people. The author says that time does not exist, so we have time enough, it is all about the evolution of our inner communication in response to our connections with the rest what is…and that rest is one with you. All you have to do is wanting to overcome negative things, so is written. But what if in fact the positive and the negative interact because both can get wiser ? And we all know we have are stronger and weaker parts…so in interaction it is almost impossible to not think now and again something negative about somebody dear mister Abd Bernardt, with all respect. Wanting the wrong thing represses and wanting good things, lift up, I know my friend. People worry too much and have depressions, not only because of the economic system.

And what about those gnostic scriptures ? They seem to have more of an insight, inner approach to religion…by learning from one’s own experiences, and confronting them with those of others, from a bit hesitating to in the most open way possible one gets to understand the ways of the soul, the mental world…and one becomes more open to a meditative approach of present and ancestral telepathy. Some of the old gnostic texts show prove of this as some of the current ones as well. More people than you might think are ‘agnostic’…learning by what they feel in their inner and not taking some dogma’s of churches for the one and only truth.
In 367 after JC the church of Alexandrië under the guidance of Athanasius (Athan-nasty-nes) forbid the gnostic texts and the followers of the gnostic groups hid the texts who later reappeared. Maybe some people in opposition to the gnostic were afraid of discovering the inner, which might lead to some aggressive reaction towards others. An intuitive knowledge of ‘God’, like the gnostic called the divine hierarchic energy includes wisdom about people and life and oneself, also about knowledge of all kind itself. Whether starting from life or starting from texts, one can always work with both to approach a good interpretation of the world and life. Gnostic see everything more in terms of being not aware about things, rather than only talking about sin and forgiving. Their tradition goes partly back to the ancient traditions of the east, but trying to make the bridge to the rest of the world would only take a start longtime after the documents were found in the second half of the 21th century. A number of people are not open to a gnostic way of living, others can only understand through metaphors. How does one explain that one can reach a place of peace inside oneself ? ‘The light which hasn’t got a shad’, surely they mean the waves, radiation, aura… ? ‘He knows all spaces, even before they existed’(before the big bang ?). “Earthly bodies often part for earthly purposes and live apart for earthly reasons…but the spirit lives safely in the hands of love and after dead it brings the connected souls back to God.” Esthetically written…and it makes me think that a lot of people are boycotted in their love on earth, by ancestral telepathy and presence of people who are not so close to them as one thinks…but they need them for a number of reasons in the past or present. To be honest, a lot of people would not like meeting others under the form of telepathy…but if they do not want to attract telepathy they do not like, they must let go inside and take a position of inner indifferent equilibrium, separating the positive and negative in each character. If one ask people for the definition of love, one gets several answers, according to one’s experiences.

Here are some links if the heaven they taught me exists and you are boring yourself over there : http://voortijdigtestament.skynetblogs.be

Have a taste of spirituality.

E. In the beginning
Last week I went to an exhibition about the history of the universe and the necessity to save the planet. It’s a real wonder what came from the big bang, which symbolically means that something without a material form cannot exist, because something almost equal to zero tends to explode. The first moments after this event there only was radiation and then the first atom and so on until our consciousness. The question whether there is an energy who did not need all that road towards our consciousness, I leave to teologists to dispute about, but there is more God to be found in science and especially in man and woman and their relationships and in people trying to help people in a social and individual way, then in sterile debate about texts who DO HAVE THEIR OWN VALUE to be interpreted in their own époque. All dough some texts show that they know a bit of special energies and this at an époque that science did not have the same knowledge as today; which proves that there is a relationship between the dead and the living, between ancestor telepathy and present telepathy…it are always the sums of both which determine what is going to happen, which words shall be spoken.
The final goal of economic, social and political history is that human kind should learn how to produce in an ecological responsible way and divide in a social way…in order to have more time to enjoy culture and to try to get the meaning of life by understanding who others and themselves really are. The spiritual world one cannot grasp by dogma’s alone. The spiritual world tries to combine the struggles between positive and negative emotions on a small and larger scale. It is depending on the free will of people to act in a way that life becomes more and more a conscious way of dealing with things.
A number of people have so much love in them and that love has often been so misused that they try so hard to prove to others where that love comes from in fact…from the spiritual world. They can feel what is missing in others and where it went wrong as well as the negative sides those others have to coop with. By doing so, if the ones with few negative emotions inside, become more and more enlightened about live. In fact that is why everyone is looking for tenderness in their lives. Some have forgotten about this desire and replace it by all the practical things of life, who aren’t a ‘bad’ thing, but it has become their whole life practically. One often cannot blame those people by acting so because of the fact that unconsciously they know about their ‘pain points’ and it is too much of a burden to talk about them or chose other directions. They work and work in the material world, with no time for contemplation about life. They have relationships whereby they forget that in being truly together with someone who really is close to his soul and the spiritual world means being able to live with less food or less stress. If someone lives together with people that don’t believe in the spiritual any more one of them or two of them lose the respect and the friendship and their love in the end. When one touches the real nerve of the personal condition of someone, one begins to defend some cultural or personal dogma’s. In dealing with practical people one can invent spontaneously some funny things to talk about, but it will not or no more o further, but in doing so you create a little space in them. To reach people who still want to make an effort in touching deeper layers in each domain of life one can have a really deep conversation. But when one want to remain on a spiritual level one has to remain with the positive and this isn’t an easy task considering the ancestral telepathy and the present one, continuously influenced by people with less consciousness about a lot. In relationships the degree of wanting to dominate others is an important factor which not only has negative consequences if someone needs a guiding hand still.
There are so many interesting questions one can wonder about after reading “there was life after dead as well” ( link : http://bloctaafblogartist.webs.com/ Does the negative heritage of someone keeps on living as well in the spiritual world, or is it an energy that only continues to have an influence in the existing bio world ? Both the strong and weak parts continue their story here, but spiritual energy hasn’t got negative parts, we only can create them, or are almost obliged to create them by the sums of as well ancestor telepathy as present telepathy.

F. The energy of consciousness plays a telepatical game with our telepatical and other exchanges In function of who we are and what we want and of who needs what in fact. Those who know true events and words that their interpretation was wright, can have very good flash backs and discover connections between things and people better. Those who understand as well, or in lower degrees; but who realize that they were partly or entirely the cause of misdoings to others; can have good understanding of things as well, but in less agreeable dimensions. Do not blame them to much, they are seeking to escape from both sides of telepathy. Life puts people on our roads, sometimes we like them a lot till we find some angels who need the help of angels. In the process of helping them (and at the same time in a way, us, no matter the emotional road downwards they can provoke)…in that process they do not always like us for the effort…and by getting tired the stronger ones don’t always have the wright reaction…and the weaker ones can have very strong inputs as well. If there is something troubling you, have faith that it will resolve it’ self and trust the inner spiritual energy who is inside you or wants to be inside of you.

G. Poems
The heat is gone
The heat is gone.
Night has fallen.
Dark clouds refresh.
The light leaves the window.
Between white walls of a yard,
Bats dance the radar dance.
Soon as you think they’ re gone.
One comes back. Always the same maybe.
Picking the mosquito’s before my face.
No blood of yours for them.
In alliance I leave the light on.
Thinking while absorbing time and place.
The brain is a dark place…
But a lot of light is being transported.
There’s no such thing as a bat in your head…
A bat that picks away parasite taught.
You are your own bat inside.


New couple
New couple. Often it goes like this.
They find a lot in common.
A lot to blame their ex-es
They think their trust was misused.
Struggle with the lust for change inside.
Wondering whether to enjoy the lust of new lives.
Rediscovering to be glad.
They stop holding having something
Against the ones who cheated on them.
Experiencing the newly found joy THEY
Must have feld.
But the new love story often ends…
As the old one…
And insults and hurt replace tenderness again.

H.not easy to be a messenger
Like I said to my cat the other day : “It is difficult trying to be a messias these days. If you only knew what is happening in the world or what has happened in my life, you would jump in to a tree and you wouldn’t come out”. Without followers one often talks to one’s dog or cat. Nearly all possible things that can drive a man crazy, have happened to me or I have seen them happening and who know what is to come. Good, bad and terrible as well as heavenly. That is why I find myself in a good balance between experience and not having to go through some stages I already witnessed. I drink my thee with honey, the water comes from a practically unknown well and I’ve decided to continue to be a messenger. One can be a messenger as well in daily life, in family and so on…but I long time ago was pushed to arrive at this moment in my life…translating this originally Dutch text for those I have not reached yet in that
language. I already used a number of ways to try to express partly a social and partly a psychological and spiritual message. I try to think and talk and write about all possible issues in live, including philosophy, religion (faith) science and spiritual things like telepathy and the meaning of it all is to generate enthusiasm and participation to make this a better world with more people having more time to understand what they are doing here. In school I was critical, on my work I tried to do something about the social and political consciousness of my environment. On a familial level I gave every one, including myself in the end the freedom to do their own mistakes. On a political field I noticed that a number of parties were ego minded further on the right and on the other hand the center often swinging to the right and the left as well, with some inside opposition or a great division at the left side of the left. I proposed to overcome it by adapting the old philosophical dogma’s of the left, making room for science to prove that eternal live indeed is possible. I invented a new political neutral system of worldwide telematics elections, based on an election to approve a worldwide social program without arms production and equal terms of production and the abolishment of speculation with money and raw materials...etc. I met a lot of people in different ways, all wanting the same while war after war and economical cries after crisis occurred. Artists, politicians, social workers and each other profession, all on their own, like we often all on their own, occupied with their social and personal problems. Those personal problems often prevented them from getting more and more conscious about the mystery of life and the ways it operates through us. We must unite more and more, we started of from one cell and we are spread genetically all around the world…interconnected more than the internet.

H. Between soul and spirit
She bit her nails till bleeding, you did not know why yet.
She kept a distance, did not want children it sometimes seemed.
You did not know why.
You taught that you could help her with her child wounds.
She loved and sometimes pushed away.
Wanting to finish the relationship.
What should you do ?
Isn’t the past of generation stories always pushing true ?
Stories of joie and terrible ones she had shared.
You kept on believing that improvement would come through you.
You have wanted children.
Everyone who comes to play his role, will come.
After three years apart and a dozen living together.
A man as enemy image, due to the past was there again.
You were man and guilty in a way.
Can one carry on trying to help ?
When therapy with the guilty ones back in time lacked ?
Then came new listening ears, a new shoulder for her.
You noticed that there was something you did not know.
Material things also counted, hopefully not.
One cannot stay with somebody that understands your life in detail.
One cannot stay with someone who’s inner calm you can’t support no more.
One cannot stay in that calm when the partner doesn’t want to be nice any more.
Opportunities to overcome the negative part of instinct follow…
Revenge is waiting around the corner…you want someone else as well.
You were new in this game, it takes you with it, on the run.
Somebody else, with no heavy burden on the shoulders,…
Is surely waiting out there somewhere.
Forget it, because you are here to learn about every possible problem.
And your solution…making theory of experience in practice.
While knowing that staying nice and tender and helping is the real solution.
Staying in good mood and helping each other and others.
Always hoping for true love and encountering ancestral and present problems.
You notice some need some to maintain their relation or something in between.
But you do not get it yet, because you are in love.
After the cycle of understanding, letting go, comes the essence of the pain…entering by means of something that happens to others or words spoken.
You had to write about it and play roles in the lives of others.
Constantly adapting to different stages of situations.
Until one becomes like an old three which skin wants to burst.
But this is something for the future you hope.

Nature can comfort you, two pigeons come to drink water.
Let go tiredness and al this above and other terrible things in the world.
You carried too much on your shoulders, like so many in different ways.
Wars never stopped from the days you were a child.
Carry less and take your distance.
Rest a while in the sun, it’s spring again.
Travel in your fantasy to a place near mountain and see.

The light that never becomes dark, that only can be somewhere.
There’s no light in the brain but a lot of light being transported.
Because you keep on loving life.
Because of stars and planets, forget men for a while.
Matter contains space as well.
Create some space in your own.

You’ll have to keep on going on, no matter what.
Only through ones again descending in pain ?
By seeing pain as tragic and comic ?
When you have a good day it will reflect in to the others.
We are all healers true words, connections, tenderness, joy…
But confrontation as well.
Through a good inner relation as well.
We travel with people who want to do good things over again...
But they do not understand with who they can and can’t.
Spiritual bands are not to be broken.
You can’t even try, even dough you think so.

Be glad to be in good health and love your senses.
Your life, do not express it in suffering, but in wisdom and feeling good.
Try to understand your own happiness and don’t blame others to much.
Forgive each other, some have difficulties in coping with life.
But again, do not carry to much weight of others on your shoulders.
Wanting someone back again isn’t always a way forward.

I. Daily Waves in modern inkt

Left my wood one day
My wood where people looked for serenity.
Discovered a wood, hidden in a town.
Where ecologists do good things.
And I offered them my help.
Went in to town to tell the news.
But got a load of emotional stories about modern pain.
Could not take mine any more…
Lost my good temper…but it was in vain.
The message of my wood, not understood.
Forbidden to be too complicated, just talk along.
Frustration isn’t something for a public place.
It’s to be ventilated at home…
When tenderness has gone.

Back in my wood
nature, telematics, internet
the floating software of the one spirit
receiving trillons² of needs sending trillions³ of possibilities
with each time just one match for that period in time of being
telepathically connected drive of unfinished stories of past and present
wrote a poem about a bat to escape from battle
before it was on the net 3 book friends had used the word too
7 colors 7 sounds 7 continents 7chakra’s 7positive emotions 7negative emotions /7 senses/7 souls/7good intentions
Came near to things hellish and divine
Cracked both codes
Will keep a distance, thus no more someone’s or me to blame.
For the one percent of mistakes and wrong interpretation.
Being aware of once, one emo-link to many in nerve breaking conditions.
A lot of people preaching how to let go and be and live independent.
A lot of them live alone.
A lot of them get hurt.
And when they ‘ve learned from each other to abandon or let go.
They often forgot they were each other ‘s missing link.
How can one be afraid of a missing link ?

Story of a fruit company

21 MAI 2011

"And I sit and wait and anticipate what is coming", was a phrase Observer 'got' from somewhere, when he was sitting resting between moments of looking on the internet for what others had to tell. Within a few hours there was that church meeting remembering the dead of his father Sincere, who would have been 88 yesterday, but lived until 83. That is, Observer believed he was still present by in everything he left to others the day he passed away with a long deep bread. Everyone present in the room taught it was his last. But he waited some eternal seconds and took breath very deep for one last time. Holy moment, such a last breath. One would like to see the number of breaths taken in his life. The task of understanding what this life of his meant, for so many people and to himself, is not an easy one. It is quite easy, but only if you remember his soft and sweet part mainly and the moments of wisdom he tried to share on some occasions, mainly outside his life as a very hard working independent fruit cultivator and trader. He looked very peacefully in his coffin where numbers of people showed him their last respect. He was born in a house build by his father in 1935. His father had three sons and two daughters, (a tirth lived briefly). His father Mesurer wasn't the kind of man that one cannot have as a friend. He was very reliable in every way. He was a kind of wise man that tried to solve family rows or helped to lay down the dead in their coffin, so that they looked peacefully. In those days people were kept for three days at their home, befor being buried. Mesurer cultivated potatoes and lots of fruit and vegetables and was elected again and again in the council of the village, for a party that did not depend on the traditional main parties, until the 1960's where the man he appointed as his follower became the youngest ‘burgemeester’ (learn Dutch, it is easy if you know English, it’s a kind of deeper soul, closer to the spirit) ‘mair’ of the country all at ones. Mesurer had gained much credibility during world war two, as a member of an independent resistant group. As the owner of a cafe he had to be very prudent to hide all those who wouldn't go and work for the occupying foreign state. Even in 1944, in a time when he kept on warning not to take revenge by murdering collaborators, but supporting the hideaway of people and some economic sabotage, even in a time when at last, with the allies at the gates of France; when a collaborator was shot dead and there would be revenge from the part of the occupier and much collaborators from all over the country, he knew that his wife Softness had again go into hiding and his sons and him again as well...so he saved his family and the rest of his life he found it difficult that many in the village did not return from the camps of concentrations they were taken at. He had warned that even in sight of the Allies, it was not safe to let young men openly work at the guest farms they were in hiding in, young men that refused to work for the occupier and had left their homes to hide themselves. Mesurer knew that the Gestapo and the own Belgian collaborators knew too much already about the activities in the local region, because not enough security. "It must have been hell, having to take care of a family in those days, with sons that were tracked down", Observer taught. Mesurer ' s son Sincerity, who had become ill during the war, escaped enlisting in the war machine that way and a second son, sweet Calculator, got off the hook as well, by using his brothers papers under a false name...with his brother waiting at the corner of the occupier's bureau to see how this risk taking story would end, ready to go in and defend his brother if he was to be taken for arrest, when the deceit would be discovered.
The brothers survived the war and began to adept themselves at the new area of being a farmer. Together with their youngest brother Traveler they had looked for a job in the steel industry of the French part of the country, but in vain. So after the war, when the brothers married, Travelar became an excellent roof repairer and much more and Sincerity and Calculator began to expand the small business of their father, who stopped going to the local markets in nearby towns, him and his horse. The brothers started out from practically nothing and bought their own station wagon car with was partly build from wood, can you imagine those days. Along with the buying of the English car, came the ’heard say’ that in England fruit trees were planted in to pots. As in Flanders, farmers had those big trees still. But that changed, more and more little fruit trees replaced some areas in Flanders to beautiful scenes, especially in springtime. Mesurer from then on only took care of his animals, cows and pigs as it was done in the days of his youth. on a small scale. He occupied himself in his old age as well with a folklore dance group and with going to funerals of people he knew, trying to forget the scars of the war. On these occasions, as well as on funerals and weddings he spoke or sang songs, and was very proud to buy his first pickup which he took to the 1958 world expo in Brussels and were the guild of Saint Sebastian danced on for an international public. It must have meant a lot for these dancing farmers, coming out of a terrible war and trying to forget about it. A big farmer in some part of the other side of the village n those ware days, was a member of the collaboration and walked around in black uniform, trying to win some poor people over for his case, then his brother was killed by the end of the war and the collaborating family wanted to take revenge by 'punishing' the entire village by taking some 78 hostages...and only 8 returned.
But those days where gone, the sons of Mesurer bought their first tractor and with their first Magirus truck they started doing business with their fruit and those of other farmers in the area. First only in a town in the province of Antwerp, years later they started exporting as well to the rebuild nation that was the former occupier. Sincerity 's first idea for making a living was to go to Congo and cultivate fruit over there. He had followed colonial school and was ready to leave, but did not in last instance, some years before much Belgian cultivators were thrown out of Congo for a while. Again he had some luck one could say…as had the wife he would merry the often joyful Sceptic...during the war she was wounded high above her leg, by a splinter of a bomb thrown from a plane...she almost bled to dead...and was a war victim who almost couldn't have had children because of 2cm more to the left, one can say. Observer often wondered if he, as the riping part of an egg he ones was, did not feel her anxiety as well at the time. In any case, he had reason enough to become a war resister later on. Sincerity and Calculator and Sceptic became a trio that worked very hard in order to follow the needs of the welfare system after world war two and the ever growing scale of doing business. Starting in the sixties, everybody wanted to have a car and a lot of workers in factories, not only farmers, in their free time, when they returned from work, they started cultivating strawberries for example. So, during Observers youth each day after school he had to do a lot of work to help with getting all kinds of fruit in to up to two trucks each day, charging them at the hangers at home or going to get them at the veiling. Next to this the own plantations kept on growing as well, so more and more work had to be done and the number of workers working for the brothers grew up to 5 at a certain point. Wives of farmers came to sort the fruit and a young men who wasn't able any more to live from the carpenter workplace of his father, because ever bigger concurrence from big enterprises, joined the team, together with a few mineworkers, who stopped their activity under the ground to get back in touch with nature again.

The company had started with high fruit trees, local markets, went international, and ended in the next generation with a local shop an high fruit trees again. There were no pictures taken, only memories of the hard work and the people who could eat good fruit and the farmers who got a good price for their fruit, remain.