Sunday Sermon XVIII - One movement. One generation. One love.

Wowsers, that was a lightning quick 12 day exile from the bloggerverse, 

There's a sense of optimism in the air. People believing the hype about the economic recovery. People buying houses with no money saved up and a bump from the Government. Well timed for the election no doubt Mr Cameron, you vile fascist pig. Hope your holiday to Sri Lanka was nice, your chat with President Rajapaksa was wholesome and fulfilling. Nice one. 

I too have an air of optimism, not because the Government are telling me they're doing a great job of pulling us out of this terrible depression that the Devilish Labour Party threw upon us. But because I know that I'm part of a generation of people who want no more war, no more poverty, no more greedy, corrupt politicians, bankers, corporates, businesses and individuals. I'm a member of the generation that won't wait for our kids, or our kids kids to step up and change this beautiful Universe for the better, because we'll have already done so. 

I feel the revolution building. Even the media, which for so long has been controlled by the politicians, the bankers, the corporates and by greed, they're finally starting to break down. The truth, the need for change is putting so much pressure on the system that it's cracking and splintering. Wikileaks, Edward Snowden, people like us. We're the children of the revolution. Us. 

Why am I feeling like this? Because I've been out there for the past 12 days and I've been talking to people, training people, measuring the behaviours of people. I've been fundraising people, for people who need our support and the public are changing their tune. Less and less I'm hearing the hate fuelled racist clichés that have permeated the Media over the past few years. The Daily Mail is losing its credibility by the day within it's target demographic. People are starting to believe in humanity again, fed up of the lies and the smoke screens. The desperate attempt to go to war in Syria, thwarted by the ever growing pressure of a voting pubic who are sick of being lied to and used as a vehicle of hate to distract one another from the real issues. Love is in the air…

One movement. One generation. One love.

Jez

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