Strawberry Fields

The situation is this: I started DGI (departmentofgoodideas.com) as a central bank of ideas, positive good ideas, but: in general, the people have none; do you? I wrote and wrote from an eclectic prolific nearly magical life I have so far, the attempt to solve problems by a large group of people: we all know something, so we IDEA SHARE. Unfortunately, or fortunately, people like my ideas, but have none of their own! No wonder the people are so silent in their walk of life (except, of course, talking about other people; we have some sort of concern). 

I study brain research, so the whole "the people are asleep from the neck up" fascinated me...for months. Then I noticed the ideas were here and there, not what I expected: 1000 ideas a week.

Think of it! It was my intellectual triumph! I had cornered the world of ideas! I could renew my grade 8 projects to "save the world" in strong form. 

I receive maybe 2,3 ideas weekly. And some tell me to do things that only a contortionist can do. 

I became despondent and began drinking car brake fluid (don't worry: I can stop anytime I want). What was going on? 

Poor Warren Peace! He had saved a world that did not exist. 

The people (maybe you too) had been formatted to chase romantic interests before 30, and complete dismantling of the learning apparatus by 30. If you look carefully, your lifestyle design was not optimized by schools, but we are sent to job world. 

Since I saw I was already living better than the other scientists, I did not become a "scientist" yet I do more science now than ever! The world, as it has revealed itself to me, is wonderful. More wonderful still is that I am in that 3% or maybe as high as 5% that actually care and also know how to take action. 

I took the right action! I began a central bank of ideas, free, open 24-7! Discovered: I had been the student and still was. The others were on some strong routine, but we would see when the doors to DGI opened! 

We all contained information inside us from family, travels, personal learning, original ideas, that we would IDEA SHARE on the streets, we each would have a PERSONAL GOOD NEWS BROCHURE we would give each other. At the end of each day, you have say 10, you read them and make your life better. 

Better Still: I use mathematics (Bayesian) to analyze the ideas, and publish them right there. The people shake off the thinking rust, they open their mind and see, perhaps for the very first time, their world. 

The IDEA FACTORIES in each of us, 325 M in America, 8 B world, would light up in SERIES (group cooperation) and in PARALLEL (individual inventors and problem solvers like me) doing their own experiments. I make such a bank of ideas for every country, and sync them up and and

Nobody cared! I have like I said maybe 2 ideas a week and one of them is bad!

Imagine you threw a party and nobody came! Perhaps I am early to the party, to the Utopia we can build together with these simple methods ( I have 327), that cost nothing. 

Can I relieve the TRANCE that people are obviously in? I sure am. I was incorrect thinking that by giving the people the "keys to their minds" and the Giant Connection Machine Factory before us, what I clearly see is a push-button reality, that their lives would improve. 

I could not even make them understand! I went to the Goodwill and told three of their people: I start a business for you, you give me 10%. I was hungry and needed a Cuban restaurant to materialize before my eyes! They could not understand my words. 

Now, had I come dressed in a suit and come out of a waiting limo, and handed them certificates giving them businesses, then they would have done this!

I know I do not look it, but I am over 30. The people are not ready for their own awakening! They keep hitting the snooze bar until BAM, too late, every 45 minutes it's breakfast again. 

I am somewhat happy that your real estate thing is a modern business, meaning you only have to be there about 20 hours a week, this is the way. then, you taste Billionaire Mentality time,and what comes out is projects, you become a project driven man. 

However, if you find you are working 100 hours a week, have many worrying concerns, are ruining your health, you are so weak-willed that you stand next to people smoking to smoke their smoke, then contact us at DGI headquarters. 

If it seems a little shall we say crazy at first, it is because I see the world differently and the words are new, new meaning to everything. The pieces are set up wrong; if reset, everybody wins. 

We are in a dark age (it rages) because of the concrete structure of the time machine that we travel on now. As we evolve into Capto Indiceum, faster processor, tireless search for knowledge, and strong desire to be of service to others and their world, we become better: Intelligence multiplies abundance, smart is the new dumb: it's about me, and there isn't enough to go around. 

From what the concrete more mechanical thinkers have created, the dust is settling, and a new age ks growing, growling in thanks: Thank you first 100 billionaire families in the year zero. Thank you for the concrete living systems, at times too sterile for meditative contemplation. From this concrete foundation, for it is a living house we are making, shall emerge the flower of THE AGE OF COOPERATIVE SPIRITUALITY, or, Utopia* for short. Why the "*?" Because Nature takes all the roads, and a Utopia will have its insanity and its horrors (read my book: The Living and the Dead)

We the super creative humanitarians, meaning creativity everywhere (Fluid Intelligence, Marilyn, I am going to seduce you and take some of your high I.Q. points for myself! Or is this actually part of your brilliant plan to get mine? )

My escape is through writing inventions. This is the website, but, since I bought my freedom with mental outlook, my words are totally incomprehensible. The new attention span is 29 seconds: are you still with me? Get us some ideas, some thinkers, some problem solvers, some independent thinkers that see better how to set up the pieces. See my inventions, they are cool. Where are the cool writers and inventors?