A revolutionary financial ecosystem for (widely) shared abundance
By Steve Smith
Editor’s note: This was a story posted to me by Steve in comments on one of the Facebook Groups I visit, and it basically hooked me line and sinker. Still does, at least with its bold potential. It’s definitely one of those self-fulfilling visions whose fruition depends on those who see the light… and make the light… thru investing their parti-cipation. I have already started learning-by-doing by placingmy own creative products and services up on the ecosystem. Even in its less than fully developed state, Frega is our only substantial ray of hope to upend the Death Star and enable humanity to breathe.
Once upon a time there was an enchanted Leprechaun called Paddy. Paddy and his friends were upset that the people in the kingdom were being harshly treated and bullied by their masters. The mean old Ogres controlled the merchants in all of the Kingdom of Aotearoa, for their own benefit. And then there were the Money Lenders who controlled the money supply, enforced high interest rates and used extortion to feather their own nests.
People just couldn’t get ahead because of crippling debt and difficult laws that were designed to control them and to keep them in servitude. So Paddy and a few of his friends got together one evening by the light of a candle, around a kitchen table in the sleepy little hamlet of Titirangi…. and they began to plot. They began to make plans that would help to make the kingdom a nicer place, a fairer place, a happier place.
The plan was simple in its objectives. Paddy said to the group… “The Ogres and the Money Lenders keep each of us busy day and night in our little hamster wheels, turning out stuff to make THEM rich. Why don’t we all do this. Why don’t we join up our hamster wheels and work together, to make money that we can then share with everyone?” Continue reading →
[Excerpt from The Truman Prophecy,
due for publication 12/25/15.]
… “We are fighting for the life and conceptual faculty of individual persons over Alien Collective technology that demotes our consciousnesses to the status of unquestioning ciphers… indeed, we throw off that technology by asserting our humanity as full and natural Independents.
“What’s more, we KICK ALIEN ASS!”
“Strong words,” noted Sean.
“Well stated,” confirmed Katie.
“Thanks for the ear, you two,” acknowledged Chance. “I wanted to cover at least some of the high-spiritual material with you before moving on to the Toto business at hand. But you know what?”
“What?” they said in unison.
“Fulfillment occurs at its own pace and in the free flow of energy among those committed to it. No one can predict or prophesize the full flowering of the Independents to the final detail. A prophet only sets things in motion. Continue reading →
Please if you should like where it seems to you that I’m going with this startup segment, support my work via any of three related, integral-to-the-book crowdfunding projects. Note the descriptions for these projects are linked on the gofundme pages for them; you do not have to make a donation in order to read the descriptions. I shall try to keep the projects up to date as I’m completing the novel. You can see it’s of a political genre. Time integration with these real humanitarian projects requires that the novel reach completion this year. Realistically it looks mid November 2015. Here are the projects with links to the descriptions/funding pages:
Draft excerpt from The Truman Prophecy, by Brian Wright
Outside the Panera, a block north on Grand River Avenue, squads of steroid-drenched fusion cops marched with crazed eyes in parade formation. Or lucky ones rode and postured, Mussolini-like, atop dozens of military surplus personnel carriers obtained by Oakland County for the occasion. [Each tank sported two 3-ft. by 10-ft. banners with “My Child Kissed the Darth Vader Cigar Ring of Sheriff Bouchard” in large bold lettering… accompanied by a 2-ft.-diameter police-capped ‘happy face.’] The vehicles’ back-and-forth transit, skirting the Rick Snyder Complex for State Supremacy (formerly the Novi Suburban Collection Center), made quite a racket.Continue reading →