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  The golden joint tickled the throat more than a usual smoke, but each drag was a homage to the beautiful connection between gee and ann. Looking down, 2 miles above the surface, it is impossible not to be impressed by the sheer grandeur, splendour and power of the natural world.

  Gee’s biggest homage comes from the BBC and their 2006 production of the Planet Gee series, narrated by David Attenborough. The recently commissioned 2016 series opened with these following lines: Our planet has changed, never has the wilderness been as fragile and precious as it is today. At this crucial time for Gee, we journey to her edges to explore and help to conserve her greatest treasures.

  Gee osopher

  The wisdom of earth

  Demi

  Nine light years away, just outside of the Keplar solar system, we find ourselves consumed and utterly mesmerized with the story of a rebel against the system, refusing to conform or comply to the ways of authority. She chose the mood of ‘fuck this shit’. At that moment, she chose to lead the stampede of lost souls in the middle of their metamorphis, not quite through with their journey, ain’t made it to whatever they gonna be in life, but whatever it is, it’s better than here, so fuck you and fuck this. The story of Demi was never told, the soul of Demi was never sold. Can she survive? Could she fall in love? Living like a bronco, lifestyle wild and untamed. Demi she is in her head, the world is hers, carried by ambition.

  Que sera sera, so the story goes. On and on and back and forth, the evolution’s absolute. Yet and still, the questions that arise to the mind: Will she make it? Was it worth it? Did she win? Did she survive? The Rodeo.

  To us, there are no gifted people. There are no talented people. There are no bums and no heroes. There are no great humans or poor humans. No, there are just people. Every person alive is part of the privileged class.

  The manner in which public affairs are managed may give an indication as to the character and health of its people. There will never be a really free and enlightened state until the state comes to recognise the individual as a higher an independent power from which all its own powers are derived, and treats them accordingly. No one has a right to demand of another what they themselves are unwilling to do, this is a contract of association; let every person make known what kind of government would command their respect.

  Ann introduced demi into hutopia for the initial purpose of mass cooperation. Working together for a greater good meant that we shared new ideas and skills, allowing our ingenuity to flourish, creating new roles in society. Ingenuity proves another powerful example of how a small innovation can radically change the scale of human endeavour.

  Demi though, like a spoilt child, almost ruined ann’s hutopia. Her fragile ego wanted more than its fair share in everybody else’s matters…

  Some say the greatest, some say the worst.

 

  Bad demi

  Money

  Killing the beloved object, in this case capitalism, has been the ancient fear of demi.

  Upon scoring his 100th goal for psg, Edison cavani celebrated by revealing a message to pay his respects to the devastated Brazilian team chapecoense, having lost the majority of their players in an aeroplane crash just days before the biggest match in their history. Now, this is where the governing bodies, who are so disconnected from the (not so) beautiful game, come into play. For revealing his message, cavani picked up a yellow card for his troubles. Sure, rules are rules, but there’s always been that unwritten rule that referees are allowed to apply a little common sense. The truth is that the only reason that you get a yellow card for lifting up your shirt is because the shirt sponsor can’t be seen. And that’s when it can get its biggest exposure; when all eyes are on the goalscorer.

  It is abundantly clear that demi in many ways is out of sync with what is required for hutopia to remain stable. In an ever-evolving world, for far too long now, money has been stagnant.

  Before metro bank in 2010, demi did not issue a single banking license in 100 years! Reinventing the money system is crucial to survival, at least as important as getting off fossil fuels. Technology must be incorporated to a greater extent. In the uk, the campaigning group ‘positive money’ has generated momentum, building on a series of excellent explanatory videos. A system known as ‘ethereum’ is, too, worth some further attention.

  Administration becomes more difficult at great distances, as a weight becomes heavier at the end of a long lever. Money is spent too far from home, exhausting demi as it is spread across the land; it is depleted instead of concentrated. The same laws cannot be suitable to such great area, which have different customs. The dispatch of business is delayed when more people become involved; she lays too much stress on caution and leaves too little to luck. Also, talents are hidden in multitude of humans.

  Under the onslaught of the placeless, transnational capital that companies such as mcdonald’s exemplify, democracy as a living system withers and dies. The old forms and forums still exist – parliaments and congresses remain standing – but the power that they once contained seeps away, re-emerging where the majority can no longer reach it. The political power that should belong to it has flitted into confidential meetings with the lobbyists and donors who establish the limits of debate and action. It has slipped into the diktats of the imf and the European central bank, which respond not to the majority but to the financial sector. It has been transported, under armed guard, into the icy fastness of davos. We may have democracy, or we may have wealth concentrated in the hands of a few, but we can’t have both. It is about time that demi defended the crucial political unit that is under assault by banks, monopolies and chain-stores: community.

  Politics

  Laws are like cobwebs; they catch the small flies but let the wasps and hornets through.

  The winner in the struggle for power is always an instrument of government – an individual, party or class; the loser is always the general public, and thus, true democracy. The political struggle often leads to the rise to power of an instrument of government which represents a minority, and all through ‘legal’ and ‘democratic’ means. Thus all existing regimes falsify genuine democracy and are in fact dictatorships.

  Parliamentarianism is a perverse solution to the problem of democracy. A parliament cannot speak on behalf of demi, because democracy means the rule of the people, not those who act on its behalf. Methods of electing the parliament cannot be considered democratic, because the masses become completely disconnected from the members of parliament. The mps monopolise the power of the masses and the right to decide their business for them. Parliament, in fact, represents not the public, but the party that won the elections. In fact, the public are used by the political forces in the struggle for power. The system of elected parliament is a demagogic, falsely claiming to support the cause of the working-class, but in reality votes can be bought and manipulated. Parliamentary representation is a fraud. In general, the theory of representative government is an outdated practice that was invented at a time when the common folk were ordered about like livestock by their rulers.

  The number of parties in a system does not alter the substance of the matter. Moreover, the more numerous the parties are, the more intensive is the power struggle between them, which in turn undermines the programmes geared to benefit the entire society. The interests of society and of its development are sacrificed for the sake of the partisan power struggle.

  A referendum is a falsification of democracy. Voters can only say ‘yes’ or ‘no’. ideally, everyone should be able to justify their desire and the cause of their approval or disapproval. Therefore, to be completely democratic, it is necessary to create such an instrument of government, which would be identical to the entire nation, or world in the case of hutopia, as a whole, rather than to a representative body acting on its behalf.

  The only means of exact democracy is the continual gathering and discussion of neighbours in villages and towns, with their messages being directly communicat
ed to a localised source. Any other system of government is undemocratic. The will is either general or it is not. In the former, it is an act of sovereignty and constitutes law; in the latter, it is only a particular will, in this case the politicians’, and is merely an act of magistracy or a decree. But politicians fight the will with force, with legislative and executive power, into rights of taxation, of JUSTICE and of war. Every law now ratified in vote is invalid; it is not a law. The English nations thinks that it is free and democratic, but it is greatly mistaken, for it is only so during election time, soon after this, it is enslaved again and counts for nothing.

  Litter and love

  Demi struggles with handling litter, to the extreme annoyance of miss, gee and fizz.

  They suggest to her repeatedly that every fine collected when someone is caught littering should be put towards putting a new bin in the place that she littered. But instead, the money goes to the council and gets lost in its deep pockets.

  Demi, too, has trouble holding onto love, becoming bored too quickly, as if it were a game. In the end though, she is always the loser. Like a flower growing from seed into full bloom, this is the journey at the start of a relationship. Then, however, it is common for demi not to be fond of staring at this same flower anymore, and she wishes to get the quick buss of watching a new flower blossom. What she fails to realise though is that the first flower will always contain the beauty of its birth and if she looks closely then there will always be new features to admire.

  Good demi

  Demi has learnt the secret of happiness and virtue – liking what you’ve got to do, liking your inescapable destiny. She is very good at getting on with things.

  Basically and on the whole, all of Demi’s creative ideas appear in her youth. There is a distinction between the wisdom of age, consisting solely in greater thoroughness and caution due to the experience of a long life; and the genius of youth, which pours out thoughts and ideas with inexhaustible fertility, but cannot for the moment develop them because of their very abundance. It is this youthful genius which provides the building materials and plans for the future, from which a wiser Demi takes the stones, carves them and completes the construction, in so far as the so-called wisdom of age has not stifled the genius of youth. Demi has had many ingenious ideas, but she has perhaps been too petrified and stifled to carry them out. Still though, everything that surrounds us in the cities and surroundings of society is down to Demi.

  Ever since the 17th century, in her role as scientist, Demi has continually encountered the intelligent design that Ann instilled into all facets of planet Aqua. For example, she has learned that snow occurs when hot water cools, whereas ice is formed through cold water. Following on from this is the experiment that she carried out using pure water at -20oc. This liquid did not freeze as it was completely free from matter; yet as soon as Demi dropped in a single spec of dust, then the whole block froze. This test proves what Demi had been pondering for some time – that in order for us to change, we need something to bond to, which is where collective societies come from. Indeed, Demi’s follow-up experiment, entitled ‘The Double Slit’, went on to prove in some ways that the consciousness of matter, and the world as a whole, can change when in the presence of a human.

  It is in this role as an understanding scientist that Demi is pushing forth with her legalisation of cannabis. In the States, this is progressing rapidly, but less so in Europe. Still, Demi realises its recreational and health benefits and properties. In turn, Demi has become more blatant with her consumption of the plant, having faith and knowing that under a government which imprisons unjustly, the place for a just human is in jail; the only house in a slave-state in which a free human can abide with honour. She smokes cannabis out of intuitive choice, and if this then ends her up in prison, then so be it.

  Despite reservations regarding the state of today’s society, it is without a doubt a fair progression from the past. Demi knows that social activity must never and on no account be directed towards philanthropic flim-flam, but rather toward the elimination of the basic deficiencies in the organisation of economic and cultural life that would lead to the degeneration of the individual. This is why Demi invented the term and verb ‘to demonstrate’, i.e. protest. Obstacles do not exist to be surrendered to, but only to be broken. Demi is in the process of changing her stance from a constant, slave-driving worker to a fighter; to taking a definitive, progressive victory over a hazy peace. Let your work be your fight, let peace be your victory.

  Part of this process involves establishing the ipc, a new political club that takes its name from 3 previous, low-key groups. The iamu party, a party that suggests that I am in fact you when it comes to fighting to establish policies that will benefit us all instead of a select few. Also joining iamu is the Power To The People party and the Change Is Coming party. The key to progression lied in Demi uniting her factions to fight for a common goal – the removal of the establishment. This is where the Individual Politics Club hopes to help. With a policy of not one vote per person, but one suggestion on a related topic per person, it is envisaged that decisions can be made whilst taking everyone’s opinion into account. This newly-founded club distinguishes its members by which hand they drink their tea with. Naturally most pick up a mug with the right hand, but members of the ipc are making a conscious choice of protest by using the left. The 2 key topics of discussion with the ipc are currently the formation of a new bank which controls all taxes, and Demi is able to choose where her hard-earned money goes (Hospitals, road maintenance, war etc.). It is likely that as a result of this the pots of MPs’ expenses and war will remain low if not empty. Also key to the ipc is halting the use of oil; Gee is currently scrapping the bottom of the barrel to produce it, and Fizz is coughing up black tar and losing control of the weather.

  Special mentions on behalf of Demi are as follows:

  - Levi who works at Hostel 64 in Budapest. He is very generous and patient when it comes to giving out directions.

  - Veronica from Mexico who is au-pairing in Jenbach, Austria. She is living her dream of travelling, and smiling the whole way through it.

  - Flora and Karina who sat in Nemoland Cafe, Christiana, discussing the Rothschilds and the biased mainstream media.

  - Paris, Kristos, Cecelia, Brad, Sam, Teresa, Antonia, Markus, Brook, Lee, Hamish, Jordan, Gary, Alex, Connor and Annie who all live together in Schwedau, Austria.

  - The residents of Nedre Fjellet in Uppsala, Sweden: Lise, Isobel, Karin, Carola, Phillip, Linda, Joel, Laura, Josefin, Hannes, Amanda, Emil, Malin, Fredrika, Juuli, Anna, Julia, Roger, Stella, Samuel, Peter, Anton and Markus.

  Up until recently, demi had been stuck on a road that had constantly recurring forks. Sometimes she went left, most times right, and often she’d sat in the middle, confused and scared.

  But now, demi has realised that there are other ways to go/travel.

  Just to the side of this road, there is a river that is flowing in the same direction.

  Demi understands that there is a completely different route that she could take. Will she have the confidence and courage to do so, or will she regress into the safety of not rocking the boat and letting things carry on as they are?

 

  Demi osopher

  The wisdom of people

  Jim

  Oh well Jim’s the type of guy who will never settle down. Where pretty girls are, well, you know that he’s around. He kisses ‘em and he loves ‘em, because to him they’re all the same. He hugs ‘em and he squeezes ‘em and they don’t even know his name.

  They call him the wanderer, yeah, the wanderer

  He roams around, around, around.

  Oh well he roams from town to town. He goes through life without a care, ‘til he’s as happy as a clown, with his two fists of iron and he’s going nowhere.

  They call him the wanderer, yeah the wanderer.

  He roams around, around, around.

  My soul is an enchante
d boat that floats upon the waves of your sweet singing.

  Ann loves jim. In fact, everybody loves jim. He is the purest of the bunch and they all wish for his loose freedom; floating around him is the odour of tranquil seas. He who possesses little is so much the less possessed. Praise be to moderate poverty. Ann had need for jim to serve as a marker for demi to see what life would be like when the state ceases. There, commences the man who is not superfluous, and there begins the song of the necessary ones, the single and irreplaceable melody. Look to where the state ceases; look at the rainbow and bridges of the natural, content man.