I’ve decided to out myself, and seek confirmation from those that have experienced what I have to offer, in my quest as one who wants to save the world from biodiversity collapse, with a side hustle of world peace.

It a tricky and sticky situation. Especially now as the the “Jubilee’ project I’ve been working on and in for the past 30 years, has almost completed its mission of understanding frequencies associated with interpersonal and interspecies communications.

It is a truly exciting tome, a joyous time in fact, where we can now understand by measuring how we communicate effectively not only between peoples but also between the birds and the bees, the flowers and the trees. The tech to connect has finally caught up with the theory, and it’s surprisingly amazing the potential that we now have, global power has never been so global.

Now, more than ever, the as-to-now-silent-majority are depending on the project getting finalised and published, all the documents and the research released. It has huge implications for how we interact with social media and socially  but it also recognises our duty and obligation, as just another species on the planet, to listen to and support the other living entities that occupy this watery ball in space.

As the global political situation is swiftly taking a turn for the socially connected, and those that were previously not privvy to the Jubilee project due to security clearance levels, now getting some insights into the potential to communicate and manipulate, the outcomes are extremely significant for all species on earth. It is a turning point and a pivotal moment, a  pièce de résistance, big.

On a very personal note, time is ticking for this physical body and with alzheimers-dementia-brain blur on both sides of my family, obvious for the past two generations, I’m thinking I’ve only got another decade if the genetics dominates. Having cared for my dearly demented dad for a  decade and my mind missing mum for multiple months, the reality is I can’t let the fear hold me back any longer, otherwise what would it all have been for? A life of understanding lived in the shadows of consent. 

So I’ve decided to embrace the fear that’s stopped me from publishing this blog for the past 8 years I’ve held this domain, and take a leap of faith, listen to the whispers when they shout “start writing and it will write itself”, “attend the planning meetings when they are called”  and see what happens.