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definition, design philosophy, rationale

Terms of negotiation between myself, Nio Kvinnor’s sponsors, and the UK

“This is where Nio Kvinnor’s sponsors and myself and the UK can begin to negotiate from, where goodwill may exist on all sides.”

Mil Williams, 14th May 2025,

Chester UK

What today’s post is about: on negotiating a JV between the proposed Stockholm-based IKEA-style tech company Nio Kvinnor and the UK government and its various agencies

I was in Stockholm in April. Although whilst in Dublin in 2016 on Bloomsday I met someone who was able to change my view of myself, in Stockholm last month I met someone capable of changing others’ views of me.

I think part of that meeting was tasking me to attempt to achieve what follows: not as a condition for continuing in Scandinavia, but as a real positive, were I able to bring it to the table on entry.

Eliza’s doctrine, back in the early 2000s, said, from when she started in the role, that I had to be neutralised whatever it took.

The doctrine in question has continued to this day: she still influences what can and what cannot be actioned in the UK, if it ran the risk of reneging on her legacy and decisions.

This, then, is what I propose.

On proposing what follows, this is, first, what I lose in today’s ideation, if we deliver a JV as described above.

Eliza & Co will never apologise for the errors they knowingly committed re my person and reputation. They will, therefore, never compensate my ex- and my children for what happened.

I give up my children irrevocably as a result, because without that recognition and apology my children will never believe my side of the story.

The above background needs to be in this text because I must explain sharply and clearly why I write the next section as I do.

In exchange for not having to apologise or compensate anyone, the British must give up all input to any projects we develop in what we might call a distribution JV for them. They will have full, licensed access to anything not ringfenced to other JVs, but no input beyond bringing a problem to the JV for prioritisation in the wider Nio Kvinnor universe, and possible development in the JV we will share only between Nio Kvinnor and the British themselves.

If, on the other hand, the British want a fuller set of JV rights, they need to directly contact my ex- and children, explain and apologise for what happened, and compensate them for my and their lost earnings over the decades since 2002. The calculation would be between the parties concerned, using standard actuarial methodologies. I would, however, request notification of when the process was completed to the satisfaction of everyone, were this to happen. I would be happy to be bound by a document of “no public disclosure” for the foreseeable.

If the immediately above is unworkable, the previous paragraph’s conditions kick in. I would happily work with these conditions, too.

Whilst I continue to work from Stockholm and related, I would be working under a British passport. I don’t want to queue-jump due process. I would require, however, private, written assurances from the UK that they release all demands on me re my first-state responsibilities and loyalties. These obviously cannot lie from now on in with the UK, and will necessarily lie in Scandinavia.

If the above is practicable, we can sit down and begin to negotiate, even before I go back to Sweden, end of May.

If it’s not, I will take it I have done what I can and no interest is expressed by my homeland in any of the above, whatever its configuration.

The same procedures, then, would apply to any eventual interest Ireland and others may one day express in the future.

The three vetoes I retain, despite overall rights to decide for the foreseeable which I concede gladly to the people I have begun to work much more closely with, are as follows:

1. Participation by those connected with the UK, whether organisations or individuals. I will be flexible and evidence-based here.

2. Participation by those connected with the Irish Republic, whether organisations or individuals. I will be flexible and evidence-based here.

3. Silicon Valley big tech and related. The right to veto a choice by others here is retained absolutely by myself. No discussion.

This is where Nio Kvinnor’s sponsors and myself and the UK can begin to negotiate from, where goodwill may exist on all sides.

Thank you.

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“On people called #melians who have no regrets”

In truth, whilst change IS inevitable — just as #siliconvalley and its dreadful hangers-on have universally, dogmatically and terrifyingly proclaimed for over half a century — its NATURE never automagically was. It’s just a fact, this: just a fact, too. For #bigtech is an only “half-the-story #tech”. And only ever has been.

Mil Williams, 27th April 2025, Arlanda Airport, Stockholm, Sweden,

It’s what I said a while ago.

There’s no courage involved in not feeling fear. And therefore no virtue whatsoever in being fearless.

There’s only virtue in doing something despite the need to overcome.

And one other thing I’ve learnt:

Not everyone should like you. If they did, you’d probably be doing something wrong.

Not wrong in itself. Wrong because in the first instance, in my experience, when you have an idea and are NOT stubborn enough not to have your course changed, it’s an error of crass proportions if and when you ultimately fail to persist in transforming the world, particularly when you ideas manifestly deserved to.

And sometimes, maybe often, we do fail to transform what’s around us with our thoughts and imagination precisely because, equally, we want to be liked: I mean, that is, that we tend to prefer to think not being liked is a sign we’re on the incorrect path.

But I now think the reverse. This is what I think. In two parts:

1. It’s always the bad guys who first see the dangers and implications — for them and their easy business models — of different and obstinately held ideas to their preferred future-present: the one they considered, out of their absolute sense of entitlement, absolutely theirs forever. Ideas like the ones, never necessarily originally but for sure always firmly, I’ve continued to propound over the years.

2. It’s always the good guys who last see the virtues and positives — for them and their terribly oppressed democratic communities — of different and obstinately held ideas to their assumed future-present: the one they were told was a result of inevitable change I mean, and absolutely NOT theirs forever.

In truth, whilst change IS inevitable — just as #siliconvalley and its dreadful hangers-on have universally, dogmatically and terrifyingly proclaimed for over half a century — its NATURE never automagically was. It’s just a fact, this: just a fact, too. For #bigtech is an only “half-the-story #tech”. And only ever has been.

This is why, when you want to deliver transformation, you have to accept you won’t be liked.

Firstly, the bad guys won’t ever do anything but hate you with their casually polite, practised and breezily easy business smiles.

And this will happen for perhaps the first five years.

And their goal is to break you, and make you stumble, and then dispirit you to the extent, perhaps, you kill yourself.

But then they have a problem. If they sense there will, after all, be a “next five years”, they realise the sword they wanted all that time for you to fall on no longer usefully, or at least reliably, exists.

So they will try to get closer to you and maybe even persuade you that all the while the smiles they sent your way with minimal financial breadcrumbs attached were actually, all the time in question, offerings of real dough.

And some of us out here give in at this point and take the money and run. And then the bad guys close down the ideas, and life continues to get worse for everyone else. Despite our ideas. Despite their coming originally into being. Despite what might have been.

The thing is … this is the thing. If you are stubborn … not original at all … just irreversibly firm in your preferred outcomes, even as fabulously flexible in your means and ways of getting there … well … you may end up concluding what I did when I got to the second and third and fourth and fifth “five years”: you only need to be liked by one group of people.

That’s all it ever takes.

Just one group is needed.

This group being?

The good guys who one day will realise that the #meliandialogue can be upturned: the islands of the world can beat — hands-down — the totalitarians.

Islands?

Places where we continue to understand that once in our histories we built fortresses in order to expand outwards with security and safety first and foremost. And that this was a good idea. And that this was the best idea. And that this is our next best step now.

And then we shall be … NOT #athens, ever … no. Not that. Not the #valley that causes so many tears. Never that. We never could be.

Rather, people called #melians who no longer shall have any regrets.

definition, rationale

at #stockholm the lady

this is where

i’m my best me

and when that happens

is when you leave

and go forward

not backwards at all

and review

what’s happened

and make sure no fall

before the pride

of hubris said

or deeds of foolish

foolish bread

because now it’s time

i found a new personal

to match the business

and the professional

and it will surely be

as you can all see

in #stockholm found

that one day

where this one day

it shall happen

when at the slightest

drop of hat

and more than this

and more than that

i find another person

natural to here

who shares exactly

what i now share with you:

my place and space

is no longer where i was

but has wondrously

become precisely for me

where now i have gone

to stockholm my home

in the strangest of ways

atop it’s true

the Kulturhuset Stadsteatern

of powerful offering

and even greater return

for this is what

an arts-based thought

brings back to us all

as always it ought

in times of teaching

and should and would

and taught by chalk

and never bored

it’s clear by now

and oh how oh how

that where i now am

the best i can be

is beside a new lady

of just fabulous integrity:

#stockholm the lioness

and #stockholm

those lions

and #stockholm the wise

and #stockholm

the pride

and how we were

haughty

and sometimes

quite naughty

but always wanting

in the end

to bend the truth

of life to rights

because here

in this place

i mean i mean

the #sweden i know

everything seems

something

quite slow

and yet

with this supposed

caution

i realise

with real pleasure

that this ain’t

any precaution at all

but rather the sign

of a wisdom so tall

and so it is this

and so it’s been that

and finally

my lady

i found you once more

like rites of other times

of liffey rhymes and stuff

it’s clear that it’s changed

and is now

much more than enough:

the love of true human

for true human atop

the Kulturhuset Stadsteatern

of perspicacities fine

and true veracities grand

where now i sit

happy and content

knowing that soon

i shall rend the world

separate

and differently too

in both the work

and private spheres

for this is now

and this is here:

the love of life

and the love of weird

where all of us find

out of our minds

which sometimes dark

listen out

for that which harks

and so is all we need

it’s true too

to do so good

with flowers bright

as shining would

where our futures

shifting

lift us that soon

as that

which once terrorised

no longer smacks

of high noon

but rather of truth

and those matters

which forsooth

make it right again

to smile straight up

at man and woman

and of genders-all

and funerals

not appalling any more

but simply marking

the rightful passage

of an existence

well spent:

well spent i say

as you and me

once deep believed

could easily be

(and maybe yet

find clearly done

as song be sung

and rhymes be rung)

Kulturhuset Stockholm

definition, design philosophy, rationale

after almost being killed (by a coked-up car driver)

happy to be alive

and happy to see i am

happy to be reliving

the moments that almost brought my demise

happy not to be sighing

because that would be a bridge too far

happy not to be signing

a warrant of death like that old death star

happy to be seeing

that soon my projects revive

happy to be being

like men and women of old and yore

happy to be knowing

that claire and her team are ready to go

happy to be sowing the seeds seriously out there

of liberating forces no one shall now rue

happy to realise deeply

that me and you will be together

happy to understand steeply and proud

that spires are more than monuments of stone

happy to reassert firmer than firmly

that aspiring to do good is what we need this very minute

happy to reaffirm brighter than brightly

that our love for each other is grander indeed

happy to reach out and hold you close

as hand-in-hand we stand strong and tall as castle walls

happy to fight trump and musk and all

as big tech blows its trust and terribly falls

happy to go to europe-wide

and set it out as the most fabulous ride

happy to embrace and bring to an end

with the people who knew all along how to fend

happy to fight

shoulder-to-shoulder with them:

from viking proud to irish blood

from wily italian to timely german

from historical greeks to croatian geeks

from dutch ingenuity to belgian privacy

from patent swiss to perfecting frenchly

from spanish spontaneity and shocking invention

and the powerful retention of multiple cultures

that deliver our predictive and protective prevention

as a europe resurgent

makes a world truer than true

where an aspirational tech

serves the human first of all —

not of the human

as an investor clarion call of the baldest and foolish —

and finding itself able

to reverse all tech’s criminal business

which silicon valley has turned into the darkest of whispers

and those sibilant sounds like snakes in the chip

and the violent abuse of men who claim hip

made up of a big money ever-so-cruel

where the humans we still remain all these days

were formerly the tools of the idiots of lame

claiming powerful stages as if by every right

when in fact all they have become tonight

are the totalitarians of the shameful

full of themselves to the max

as the gruels of incarceration

trickle down the chins

of the alpha males

of a cowardly coat-tailing

whilst none of them ever

has had an original thought ever

and each of them always

copies only what they misunderstand

as tech after tech

they break what otherwise could be grand

and dismantle the good

which even they might have handed us

and so that’s exactly why

no sighs this evening

and that’s exactly why

with claire and her team of utterly amazing citizens

entirely sufficient and racing wisely to the start

with a soul and heart of fabulous core

brooking no external partners at all

and completely constructed

on our own merits and wits

and our own certainties and hits

and our own collective geniuses and genders

and people who never these days go on benders

nor sniff the lines

no crack their brains

but prefer to fight the best of fights

and make it totally right again

as lights come on to switch the game

from being these stupid

utterly mad mad men

unable to do a single thing of real

as pails and pails overflow with waters

of our cleansing truths (even where a mite haughty)

clearly showing we’re good and fine for sure

whatever the sex or gender or preferences

because what we are is better than them

and now it’s high time we roundly conquered

all the way there and beyond to that infinity

so nothing remains of their terrifying wrongs:

our final victory then of an absolutist nature

where russia and trump’s america

finally lose the battle

to be anything stupidly

as ever-so-slowly we manage

little by little

to rise to the top

as the cream often did

and reach the summits of fitting hidden forces

which all these awful people knew nothing about

because life ain’t even dimly a question yet know

of proving how much you won a war

for the truth and grandeur of all of that

lies only once won in doffing your cap

as to other wars you then move calmly on:

winning by showing only (not telling ever)

and never singing such songs (never never)

and so this is where we finally are

in secrecy plus and your secrecy astonishing

and intuitively deepening further and further

and profoundly seeking

the capabilities of tangible human beings

rarely revealed clearly before

until the day we chose to believe

that what we are and what we may become

is far far more … than the valley’s machines

rationale

what’s right

interior me

i sense is no longer be

now the evil of the planet

transgresses the tangent

expressed as if lemon juice

no sweetness at all

distracting and then true

to-ing and fro-ing

on you

placing with injustice

of those who would do

incensed at festivity

sadly resuming

over the years

now clearly subsuming

millions of people

yellowing and frying

soon to be dying

expressly for reasons

lately non-existent

for that’s the reality

that we are creating

of all that man’s breaking

never children at all

in battlefield’s pall:

they end up in cold coffins

edged with the small

aside, rationale

Four things seen from Yugoslavia I remember profoundly of America

My mother was brought up in #communist #yugoslavia. The #uk saw this always as an acceptable #thirdway (#tonyblair’s own hadn’t been invented at the time).

The #us, meantime, had no such delusions.

At least, when I was a kid and being taken on summer holidays to what was always #croatia not #yugoslavia for my mum, that’s how I saw it — even when I was very young. You don’t know how bad it gets unless as a young man or woman you grow up checking your words even when lying on your own bed. You don’t know the evils of #communism until, like water, it seeps into everything you live.

It was, after all, the #british #foreignsecretary #douglashurd who argued non-#serbs should not be armed by the #allies because this would increase the total body-count. ‘Hardly seemed to matter that more non-#serbs would die than the aggressors in the matter, if such a policy had been followed. The important thing was to keep the total numbers down: liberty and freedom weren’t then ever fundamentals of #british #politics, now were they? Perhaps not now, either.

The foodbank crisis in the #uk no one must mention

Ultimately, it took the influence of the #us to righten the sinking ship. Maybe #margaretthatcher, too. In this sense, she was always a bit of an outlier.

But not that bit of the #uk establishment the likes of #hurd represented. A direct lineage can be drawn, tbh, from that assertion by #hurd and #mi5’s future moral and technological capitulation to #china and #russia both, in collaboration with the #british #conservativeparty as it became under #borisjohnson’s influence, alongside his not-so-secretive #russian funders and #oligarch friends.

I remember four things of the #us from that time, etched into my youthful #english brain like a sizzling brand on the rump of a breed of the best pedigree animal.

1. The magazines #time and #newsweek, bought at the newspaper shop in the harbour of #velilošinj: a little late in the week; but full of good journalism that in their analytical power were sufficient beacons of hope in themselves.

2. The then #internationalheraldtribune which I would buy with my own pocket money. It was a magnificent compendium of different newspapers. I remember reading one of the many I read over the years in a sun-infused piazza in #venice one morning, with #barrymanilow’s #copacabana floating out through a first-floor window. My magdalene, for sure …

3. Then there was #life magazine: what fabulous photographic reportage of the most deepening for a young mind like mine. I would read it once a holiday on the yearly visit to my mother’s friend #nada. She lived in #krapina — a small town not too far from #zagreb — and had been an #english #teacher all her life. She had them piling up in the corner of a room in her house. I’d riffle through them so joyfully whenever we visited. I’d spend hours with their colourful images.

I also loved #nada so much because she smoked so heavily, and my mother hated smokers. But for some reasons she couldn’t hate #nada. And she’s still alive, after all that tobacco: this wondrous big-hearted, small-town intelligence she manifests even now in her 90s. I will never forget how she loved, equally fulsomely, #american #waysofseeing when they weren’t what #trump et al turned them into.

4. Finally, #apollo. I was there when it happened. I was there when 13, too. I was so impressionable; yes I was, it’s true. I was impressed as well, because what I learnt from #nasa and its people all those years — and first and foremost 1 and its profound human sacrifice — set me up for a life where everything, even today, just has to still be all to play for.

And that’s what all these thoughts have led me to: just that.

Never give up.

Never.

Never when they assert that this or that #communism is ok. Never.

Never when they claim numbers outweigh principles, to save our humanity. Never.

And never, even when your homeland says you’re a paranoid schizophrenic instead of a gifted thinker, in order that no one will ever see you as a gifted thinker, and your gifts will never find a space to surface. Anywhere.

Never. Ever. Give. In.

Because I’m NOT #galileo. Never have been. And sincerely, frankly, firmly don’t intend to become.

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a jagged sleep

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jerking awake from slumber
instead of slowly 
arising to the day 

that's been my life 
under the violence and abuse 
of the people who used me

but now my jagged sleep
no longer makes me weep
because the move is latent 

and the changes are patent 
like parents of the child 
most wise and true 

and so when we actually 
finally get it all onboard 
it's democracy's sword 

to democracy's enemies 
we shall forge and fashion 
and make to break 

the abusers whose ruses 
and approaches of putins'
and cocaine-fuelled decisions 

have broken us all:
all this time we've been apart 
without soul or heart 

to be able to hope for better ways 
and days of dreams 
where the reams we write 

truly serve the purpose 
we were set on this rock 
to perform and act out 

like we knew already 
how to rout 
the monsters 

that assailed our dark nights
as we slept in confusion 
wounded by the clocks

where the sand ran out so fast
before our time it was:
yes it was it was it was ...

and so now it's all about this
and that 
and whatever it ain't too

because it's time we put behind us 
like rucksacks of the grandest explorers
the resentment that has separated 

you and me from him and them 
in order to just make it right 
with the might of ALL our intelligences 

and the perspicacities
of our clever cities and communities 
where the only thing that's left 

is to realise if human fire 
and that extreme and creative criminality 
battle us over and over 

the only solution can be 
more machines 
at the service of more humans 

not more humans 
at the service of more machines ...
for this is the rightful way 

where a sleep of a jagged 
raggedly bewitched humanity
brings us lastly 

to the senses we commonly lost 
all these years 
in utterly uncommon dazes

of months and weeks 
and seconds and minutes 
where the watch that was yours to be on

can now be the real solution 
of the nation's challenges 
instead of the real problem 

of the terrible occasion:
the 9/11s and then there's hamas
and its brutal strategic song

sounding out like twisted voice 
as gorging on the meats of hell
it sends us all to dwell on fears 

and hatreds to the very max
where sitting there 
omnipotent and forever 

all we can see 
is putin's russia 
with democracy targeted 

longitudinally and profoundly 
as if a torpedo to the waterlines 
of good fisherwomen and men 

striving to be something at last 
and never quite getting there 
as the hamas we know 

and the russia we battle 
and the 9/11 we obviated 
find that in ultimate outcome  

we may overcome 
in the name of a better world 
our tested natures and failures 

which all the above presupposed 
and now may lead to summits 
-- where not summats! -- 

of britain's best and europe's finest 
and to the united states 
of the most HONOURABLE of traditions  

just this and just that 
and just what we must do 
from now on in ... from now on in

a final gamble 
on absolutely everything 
that we care for in the professional for sure 

but in the personal too 
(where not the personal TWO ...
and then again maybe 

this can be you and me both) 
when the truth of it emerged once 
and now purposefully surges

for the benefit of all
and for the clarion call 
of a NATURAL justice 

and for just doing right 
via the mightiest of sights 
and the crosshairs 

of the blessed
and the rested 
and the rest of us SO yearning for the right 

in order to find some way of being human 
where all around us 
lie the untruthful of these wars

like whores of devilishly ancient rhymes 
and those times 
that dispense with our attempts 

to be good
as we ought 
and as we were taught too it's true

because it's all true it is 
what i say and proclaim yes it's true
so listen now 

and please do both as 
and how i want ...
do as and how i want and NEED 

and sometimes have had to plead it's also true
just do it yeah? 
and do it now ... and how!

aside, definition, design philosophy, rationale

on a human victory

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or what achievements really consist of

it's doing what you wanted 
but only hoped for
and maybe you wanted more than you hoped for
and maybe you expected deep down
the sound of total victory 
and anything else for a while seems like less 
and maybe even feels like a failure of the deepest of all
but in truth a total victory just ain't what humans are about 
when human is what we're about 
because a total anything 
is a pyrrhic everything  

and so i begin to warm to you finally 
and the idea that without writing a single line of code
i have convinced one of the biggest organisations in tech 
and those companies that work alongside them true  
that just my words and terms of english
have been enough to show how a new world 
exists right out there 
and that it's no longer on my part a failure of the worst 
in any shape whatsoever 
nor a loss of the least 
to propose that i might accept working with disruption of this nature
primarily because the culture of the big and the small 
in this case become us
as one and the same 
and the same and the one 
since both of us converging separately anon
have arrived at conclusions of parallel lines
where arguments cogently strung together 
on two-pagers of simple a4
eschewing as we do the fancy graphics 
of "say what you're going to say 
and then say it 
and then summarise it"
and where in fact the bullets pointedly hit 
the marks of zero innovation 
and even less invention
because to follow these paths so well-trodden --
so religiously i mean --
is to die a death of a thousand mutts 
as dog-days encroach and shroud our thinking

for it's time once again to move well on 
from the old old old man's valley 
where even the youngest entrepreneur
finds themselves trained up in the fuddy-duddy  
of the mere tweaking of tech 
so no one may rock the boats of existing portfolios 
nor business models galore (but actually hoary as hell)

because it's time the bells of brand new relationships
consecrated on firm and financially win/win terms 
begin to bring to the world 
the teams and reams  
of the gutenberg of intuitive thinking:

the printing-press of arationality 
changing the way we do technology much more easily 
and being as there's no better way to do this 
than working back from the customer always 
in combination with a new lean that reasons 
with care and compassion 
and rationales of the very best 
to the very VERY maximum 
HOW to extract the truths NO ONE says 
but EVERYONE knows full well
and all too well
and as well as the next
as we lie at night suffering the lies 
that tie the world up in knots 
and which have blotted our futures 
as they are held by their throats
gory and cruel as the fossil fuels they freely promote even now 
by those who care only for planets outside 
and little for the one we all grew up on --
and here i mean all of us 
and how i mean it's clearly seen 
and how it's been! -- because this IS it i say:
WELL time we found amongst the rich and poor
the course that aligns our interests both 
and so nothing better than a brand new process 
that unleashes our humanity as never before

and so i'm ready to see what's next
not as failure for another 
nor for me or them
nor total victory for me or another 
nor us as we might see ourselves 
nor even as the outputs of the lyricists of ancient harps 
as they start to sing again out loud and proudly 
but rather quite instead 
a victory of the grandest for a GOOD citizenry 
wishing to bring about a humanity of the brightest 
by simply enabling our gut feeling and intuitive ingenuities 
in ways we never imagined ever

this is what it is then this text i write 
as i send this poem to the people who know much better than me 
what's happening on the inside-out 
and how this will affect the outside-in
and so from me -- as this --
just as a missive 
of my final conformity 
and my capacity to embrace you now --
those of you 
who know (and how you do!) -- 
in my full cognisance
of the scientific and evidence-based realities 
which (burnished anew)
will renew and repair the horrors these warlike peoples 
have visited on the rest of us without qualms 
where to date only psalms are able for now 
to protect us with their prayers
and beseechings and readings 
of the sacred stones 
and the rites that serve strangely to right our wrongs ...

because whatever happens now 
the killing-field will be levelled
and new lean will become the tool we use --
shining as we will ... for sure! -- to release 
as we must and should 
and ought to and would have 
many many decades ago
if only we had cared to listen 
to the equally sacred understandings in tow
which we blithely ignored 
as stupidly tawdry attempts 
to go beyond making easy money 
and actually solving problems 
which weren't just making more money it's true 
in manners 
quite ill-mannered and foolish and unkind 
as we rewound to the past 
even as our tech is of now
and even as we chose firmly to screw the world 
for everything we could scrape 
and make ours 
to the exclusion of a legacy
we just DIDN'T want to make at all free
in any way whatsoever whatsoever 

and so now all this changes 
as i approach the companies
which working together 
in common cultural dissonance and rub
with different ideas yet common outcomes even so
and uncommon sensibilities in beautiful consonances 
for these are the resonances 
which enriching 
now demand we hand over to each other our destinies 
not as passive fates 
too late to the party to do anything wise 
but instead to a common goal 
that SHALL be that of rescuing our species 
from its long-term idiocies 
by tapping into that fabulous skillset and virtue 
present all this goddamn time:
the intuition of a humankind 
multiplied up a billion times and more 
being you and you and you and you
and me and her 
and thee and tree 
and us ALL seeing clearly anew 
as if never before ... 
... ever before:
THIS all being 
our shared future-present collective fate
awaiting us all from now on in 
and no longer too late to the party i mentioned
because that party is the citizenry we will fully reconstitute 
not as brutal future robots of silicon
but just sentient human beings 
achieving the total victories of me and you
no longer gone ...

https://open.spotify.com/track/2W6PNGCN4PGwPMf1jYazL4?si=qTYn168wSXWp-Z8v3GylfA&context=spotify%3Aplaylist%3A6S1UmnFR0ThrsO2lV82Moa

definition, design philosophy, rationale

but i do i make sense (in worlds of incense)

My latest #poem on #siliconvalley’s corrupting choices, plus a link to the new online #whitepaper on #newlean … and other observations …

i'm incensed to be honest 
and yet not:
no gorgeous odour drifts like a breeze
of glorious glees 
nor assails plentifully my senses 

but incensed i remain even so
at how rich people remain rich 
by plundering our brains
and attacking our better selves  
whilst all we had been asking for was this:

to be human to the max 
to enjoy being in the sack even 
with someone who hadn't met us online 
before we began face-to-face to vibe ...
... who hadn't had us sussed 

and hadn't trussed us up mentally 
so that they saw us way earlier 
than we ever saw them 
via that den of thievery
that is silicon valley since forever and all

because the real problem now 
is that surveillance to this max 
which we conduct on each other 
and use to blather and gossip about  
so that the outcomes 

become attempted suicides 
and depressions of the most revealing 
and the permanent anxieties 
of living a life 
as if it were a death on legs 

that's what big tech has brought us to 
and that's why i'm incensed as i am
and angry so very much 
that the human touch even that 
is now a monetisable gap 

that an elon and satya 
can invade and intrude with their choices 
to make the kind of technologies that hurt 
and be leaders of the worst 
instead of wanting to be peers of the first 

yes i am incensed in the western sense:
angry to the very maximum 
and it seems my words fall 
on barren grinds
of coffees never exchanged 

yet in a more eastern sense 
i smell your comprehension growing 
and see you showing 
an embrace approaching  
to my ideas of #intuitionvalidation 

and it's this incense i sense 
of the flowers and the astringent 
and the spices of natural inclinations
which i now turn to 
as i turn my back on the west i was born to

because it's here i find my pals of thought 
where nothing needs repeating 
and nothing needs reasserting 
and all is agreement and fulsome assent 
and that's what it's all about:

knowing how your place
is no longer where you are 
nor has ever been perhaps 
and maybe it's never been so 
and just time ... just time to go"

aside, definition, rationale

On being a #truthmachine in a world which doesn’t care for the #truth

I’ve struggled all my life to make what I am a saleable commodity.

I don’t mean in a bad way.

I mean in the sense of people who can pay me for my work seeing the value-add in doing so.

My bread-and-butter revenues — high-level, mission-critical, proofreading and copyediting — disappeared in a puff of #derivativeai smoke last year, as clients in advanced #marketing functions made a beeline for #openai and #microsoft’s hype. Now #stabilityai’s fate shows how stable all these proposals really aren’t.

I’ve been applying for roles in a variety of #publishing fields — after all, I have a university master in the subject from Universidad de Salamanca, as well as more than a decade in a broad range of activities relating to the sector.

But I sense my big #marketing client has put out the word that I am not to be employed.

Whether true or not, what troubles me is how ineffective the world more broadly is at understanding the groundbreaking capabilities and world-upturning skillsets that people like me — brains like mine — can deliver.

I have a problem, a really big one: if I put all I can do into one #cv — not just have done which is much much less — it looks like I can’t focus on anything and must be bad at everything.

I really need a #jobsite which allows to deliver on niche needs with say five or six radically different skill interests.

But even this wouldn’t solve my problems and challenges entirely.

One of the biggest reasons that has led to my current work difficulties is the very fact that, actually, where I do add real value is knowing quite a lot about a huge number of things: and it’s not in my knowledge I add value but in my ability to make connections between fields that most people would assume can’t be connected.

Although I don’t like the term #polymath very much, it is relevant here. So. How CAN #polymaths like myself get paid for being able to uncover things that potential employers could benefit from if they knew what was out there?

Because I don’t just know how to understand more elegantly known unknowns: I actually sense better than most people unknown unknowns. And what’s more, I know how to enable these others to achieve similar capabilities.

I’ve been a trainer and facilitator all my life: I know how to transmit this stuff.

What do we think, then, about my condition? What is essentially my conundrum, too …

How can I convince someone to pay me for things they ignore? Let’s take #mi5: in 2003, they used #mentalhealth legislation to put me away for saying what #snowden said ten years later.

• gb2earth.com/citizenx

I’ve been banging on about a #tech-driven #gaslighting for decades now: first, as experienced by myself; second, as observed in others:

• “When AI claims prediction and means proscription 2. How can you make out you’re predicting a person’s future when you’re not? By dismantling their agency: that is, their ability to exercise free will…” | https://mils.page/2023/09/03/when-ai-claims-prediction-and-means-proscription/ | #milspage

And been providing solutions:

• gb2earth.com/bletchley

• gb2earth.com/cognitive/intuition

But what do we do in societies where the people who know covert stuff in ways no one generally imagines — and yet still want to do good with what they see — have less power than most, whilst the people with real power (generally influence more than power) assume that the power they have confers more knowledge of the weird that inevitably hurts citizens, but here in some automatic, automagical way?

And it’s not just my beef with #uk #security.

When you’re effectively a #truthmachine, how do you make it pay in a world which doesn’t really care for the truth?

The attached #cv of mine is what I would call a #polymath #cv. But it’s also the #cv of a man who ONLY believes in pursuing the #truth as best he can.

Anyone care to channel that skill? Anyone care to pay for it?

If so, I’d love to regain my bread-and-butter. I’d love to speak with you today:

• positive@secrecy.plus

• +44 7916 750897