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We Should Still Be Swinging From The Trees.

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Evolution had not been kind with human’s physical bodies.

Do you have back problems?

Chances are, it’s evolution.

We need to deal with how evolution has screwed with us early.

It’s the other half of why we age.

One is entropy.

The other is evolution.

.How?

When we first came down from the trees we started walking upright.

It saved energy.

Everything was suddenly easier.

Huge energy saver.

But our bodies didn’t adapt soon enough to deal with this massive change.

Here’s the crunch.

They still haven’t.

Why are we all walking upright now?

Seven million years after we came down from the trees and started walking upright?

“Recent studies have also suggested that, rather than taking millions of years to evolve from a hunched position as is commonly believed, our early ancestors were already capable of standing and walking upright the moment they descended from the trees.” (Live Science)

Instantly.

So have we all been walking upright prematurely?

To save energy.

Not so much as an evolutionary advance at all.

Is this the only reason, then, we are not all falling over in the street and returning to the trees?

Just so we can save energy?

But now we have supermarkets to save us energy.

So are we walking, and running, and jumping, ahead of time?

Seven million years ahead?

I know.

I have a spinal stenosis.

Messages don’t get through from my brain to my legs telling them how to walk.

After assuming that walking doesn’t come easy because, in spite of having excellent leg strength, I keep falling over, what’s happening?

Why can’t I walk?

Why must I focus on the placement of every step, one at a time, when I see others walking with ease without falling over?

I’m wondering whether it has anything to do with the evolution of humans coming out of the trees and walking upright?

Seems like, in evolutionary terms, it was instant.

Why?

Survival it seems.

To save energy.

Not any physical modification of the human/ape body to meet an evolutionary advance?

So are we stuck with a creature who has made a very physical move before its time?.

Is our body still meant to swing from the trees?

Have we beat the gun and advanced, in evolution terms, before we’re ready?

Is that why our bodies are so screwed?

So many of us with back and spinal problems?

And what physical modification has occurred in those intervening 7 million years since we came down out of the trees?

The placement of the scull on the top of the spine to cope with the upright stature.

Otherwise, I can’t find anything major.

So my immediate thoughts are

Is ageing caused by evolution?

Evolution and entropy?

Love and peace.

Neil the Smith .

PS. My new book ‘Romancing Your Life. Changing The World.’

The Old Caravan In The Bush.

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That was my home for 5 years.

The blue tarp was to stop the roof from leaking.

A metaphor for my life.

Like a reset.

The old caravan was like a womb and the Wombat Forest was the rest of the world.

What if I could start again.

The typical Mid-Life Crisis.

Is this the chance we all have to reset, to start again?

In the midst of what we already have?

We’ve tested the waters of our chosen career.

Maybe we’ve proved we can do it.

Or not.

Our soul is crying out to be heard.

What are we here for?

What is our true destiny?

Do you have a destiny wanting to speak?

Your caravan in the bush?

I had no choice.

My one-man freelance business went bankrupt.

I lost everything.

I had no choice but to start again.

I had to let go.

There’s a wisdom saying, Buddhist I think . . .

What you let go of, which is truly yours, shall be returned to you tenfold.

It was true for me.

I had to let go.

The Universe is there to support you.

It did me.

May the Force be with you.

I had untold adventures.

Other countries to visit.

Books to write.

Of my stories.

They’re all here.

Your destiny awaits.

Your story.

Waiting to be told.

You’ll need to have it first.

Starting from where you are,

Start and everything else will follow.

It’s my secret.

Love and peace.

Neil the Smith

Runaway Train.

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My life has been like a runaway train.

After I went bankrupt.

I’ve written the book to tell you everything that happened.

History.

Romance.

A mystery.

And the paranormal that seemed to have my back as I ventured fourth..

Having lost everything.

Like I was being taken care of because what knew had to be told.

So here’s the thing.

I had uncovered an historical mystery.

A very true story where some lovely people were hurt.

Lovely people who were in the wrong place at the wrong time.

In Regency times.

The late 1700s in Georgian England.

The time when the King was going mad.

When those on or near the throne of England feared for their safety.

Even from losing their head.

This is the hidden story.

Because of what they knew and where they were sitting in or close to Royal circles.

There was strong anti-Catholic sentiment.

The Gordon riots.

Evidence of a secret marriage burned.

And more.

I know all this.

I’ve told it as I uncovered the hidden facts and the trail of where it might have been.

All of this as I struggled with bankruptcy and losing everything.

I encountered twists and turns in every moment.

And paranormal clues that followed my trip everywhere.

Across five countries.

Retracing their steps as I went.

Encountering romantic stopovers.

Meeting interesting people.

Having the adventure of my life.

May I share it with you.

At every stop I take you with me as the adventure unfolds.

I want it to be your adventure too.

Just read the reviews here.

Or buy the book here.

Enjoy the journey with me.

Love and peace,

Neil the Smith

PS. Shown above is the Flying Scotsman which my great-great-great grandfather drove several centuries ago. I’m told he once drove Queen Victoria who told him that she was terrified on the trip because he drove too fast and would never be his passenger again. My true story is about her uncles.

Your Mind Knows Who You Are

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Have you ever asked your mind who you are?

Do you ever ask it for advice?

A winner of a creative business award was asked what was her secret of success.

“I just trust my beeps,” she said.

Trust her beeps.

Why don’t you try trusting your beeps.

They’re the code to get you out of a rut..

The vibes.

The intuition.

Your mind is energy.

You can tap into that energy, the waves, the vibrations, that you are searching for outside yourself,

Your mind has your interests at heart.

Maybe your mind holds the clues to your Destiny.

Ask it who you are.

With thought.

Because your mind, your Destiny, knows who you were meant to be.

You chose it.

Love and peace.

Namaste.

Neil the Smith
My Author Page

PS. Over a thousand years ago, in medieval Britain, the Smiths were the craftsman, the metal smiths, the blacksmiths, who created the basis of society. Today I’m the creator Smith who, as a wordsmith, creates the society (again). With words, not the sword (read my small book here)..

Your Mind is Your Guardian Angel.

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Listen to it.

Your mind knows all.

It’s that still small voice in your head.

Because your mind is the link between you and your soul.

Your mind is your soul guiding you.

Not your physical brain.

Your mind.

It can’t be measured, weighed, seen, evaluated or removed.

It’s what leaves us at the time our physical body gives up the ghost and ceases to be a living creature.

It’s our mind that our body “gives up”.

It’s the secret of eternal life.

Of reincarnation.

Of eternal youth.

So listen to your mind.

Follow its guidance.

It’s your guardian.

Don’t believe me?

Start listening and testing its advice and you’ll become hooked.

You don’t need to change anything or do anything or spend anything.

Just be still and listen.

Love and peace.

Namaste.

Neil the Smith
My Author Page

PS. Over a thousand years ago, in medieval Britain, the Smiths were the craftsman, the metal smiths, the blacksmiths, who created the basis of society. Today I’m the creator Smith who, as a wordsmith, creates the society (again). With words, not the sword.

Align Yourself to Creation.

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Live in harmony with Creation.

It’s the secret of Life.

Of survival.

Of long life.

Of natural health.

It’s the secret of you.

To align yourself with Creation.

And it costs nothing.

It’s the secret of living how you were meant to live.

With no big issues.

If you encounter any then you face and overcome them.

It’s the challenge of life.

The adventure.

And it’s why were here.

The meaning of Life.

Simple.

Don’t refuse the adventure.

It’s the Go of the Game.

Start the game and start winning.

You can be the Hero of your own adventure.

Not famous.

Not an influencer.

Only you will know.

Only you can win the game.

But you’ve got to be in the game.

Align yourself with the game now.

Get started and start winning.

But you have to be in the game to win.

Your game is called the Game of Creation.

Start at Go now.

Think about what I’ve said.

Be in it.

Love and peace.

Namaste.

Neil the Smith
My Author Page

PS. Over a thousand years ago, in medieval Britain, the Smiths were the craftsman, the metal smiths, the blacksmiths, who created the basis of society. Today I’m the creator Smith who, as a wordsmith, creates the society (again). With words, not the sword.

The name of my blog is now more meaningful to you.

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It’s about your mind.

Which is everything.

Your mind is everything.

All things.

Your mind creates your reality.

Your thoughts even create the world.

So isn’t your mind important.

I believe so.

I hope you’ll continue to follow me.

My future posts will be exciting.

Life changing.

Even world changing.

Right there from your phone or laptop.

Love and peace.

Neil the Smith
My Author Page

PS. A thousand years ago, in medieval Britain, the Smiths were the craftsman, the metal smiths, the blacksmiths, who created the basis of society. Today I’m the creator Smith who, as a wordsmith, creates the society (again). This time with words, not the sword.

I Was Holding Up The Presses At 17.

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There was a time, not so long ago it seems, that newspapers were produced on heavy machines and metal type.

In my first job, back then, I was holding up the presses of the Evening Melbourne Herald.

As the Messenger Boy at 17.

I was working in my first job.

In advertising.

Most ads in the daily press were composed on the spot with movable metal slugs of type.

Lines of words were set from a mixture of tin, antimony and lead.

Hot metal.

I remember that so well.

I’d arrive straight from the morning train.

I’d call at the advertising desk to collect the proofs for that afternoon’s paper.

Hurry. Hurry. Hurry.

Walk – or run – to the Department Store where I worked in the penthouse with half a dozen other ad people.

Then around to the department heads to get their okay of the proofs.

I’d be chasing them around the storeroom.

Behind the display counters.

At morning tea.

These proofs had to be approved before 11.00.

At all costs.

Then a race back to the Herald to make the corrections before they went to press.

Panic stations.

Usually the entire composing room would be there.

Waiting for me.

Quick, I’d be greeted with.

We’re going to press.

I’d surrender my proof sheets and stand by for the metal slugs to be set.

Then made up on the page of metal.

The Print Room would be on the phone.

Giving us the hurry up.

They’re going to press now.

Quick.

Check the revise proof and give us the okay.

Then off to press.

Later than the deadline, sometimes.

The paper should have been out on the strets now.

And guess who was holding the presses?

The seventeen-year-old Messenger Boy.

Me.

I felt important.

It’s where I learned to write.

I’ll tell you more stories soon.

Love and peace

Neil the Smith

There’s Been a Cover-Up. A Royal Cover-Up.

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There were clues.

Evidence of a cover-up.

Involving the Prince of Wales.

And a Roman Catholic widow.

They were secretly married.

Was it legal?

Were there children?

Legitimate children.

Then where were they?

I think I know.

It’s not where you think.

Buy my 236-page book ‘The Great Regency Cover-Up’ here and enjoy the paranormal adventure across 5 countries.

The Pope said, yes.

The British Parliament said, no.

Who was right?

Everywhere I looked the real evidence was not there.

Vital papers had been burned.

Identities were removed.

The true history had not been told.

I knew they were Royalty.

Yes, that was 250 years ago.

In Regency times.

In England.

But, incredibly, involving the very early days of British settlement in New South Wales (Australia) and New Zealand).

Who would know?

Certainly not the official line.

Not recorded history.

But I had the paranormal clues.

And they gave me enough, like the smoke, that is evidence of there being a fire.

In the end, after considerable research, I found enough smoke to show there must have been a fire.

The Prince of Wales had his position – and his head – on the line,

All good reason for the cover-up.

I understand.

Now, 25 years later, someone wants the truth to out.

Which is where my story becomes truly paranormal.

I can’t claim proof.

That’s been cleverly destroyed.

I can claim evidence like the smoke that gives away a fire.

Read my 236 page book and judge for yourself.

You’ll enjoy the fun and entertaining read.

You’ll ponder the spiritual wisdom as the Truth comes out.

In this sense, it’s a mind/body/spirit story (as well as an historical exposure).

With some romance along the way.

Reader’s Digest said, “You have discerned an amazing story.”

“It’s got everything it needs to be a blockbuster,” they said.

A Royal cover-up which, as you will see, all started with a ghost.

A ghost who appears at Chapter 3 – The Ghost of Granny Fitz’.

Buy the book ‘The Great Regency Cover-Up’ here and enjoy the great read.

Love and peace.

Neil the Smith
My Author Page

How the Paranormal Uncovered a Royal Cover-Up.

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Everywhere I looked the evidence was not there.

Vital papers had been burned.

Identities were anonymous.

The truth had not been told.

As if they were nobody.

I knew they were Royalty.

Sure, that was 250 years ago.

In Regency times.

In England.

But, incredibly, involving the very early days of British settlement in New South Wales (Australia) and New Zealand).

Who would know?

Certainly not the official line.

Not recorded history.

But I had the paranormal clues.

And they gave me enough, like the smoke, that is evidence of there being a fire.

In the end, after considerable research, I found enough smoke to show there must have been a fire.

The Prince of Wales had his position – and his head – on the line,

All good reason for the cover-up.

I understand.

Now, 25 years later, someone wants the truth to out.

Which is where my story becomes truly paranormal.

I can’t claim proof.

That’s been cleverly destroyed.

I can claim evidence like the smoke that gives away a fire.

Read my 236 page book and judge for yourself.

You’ll enjoy the fun and entertaining read.

You’ll ponder the spiritual wisdom as the Truth comes out.

In this sense, it’s a mind/body/spirit story (as well as an historical exposure).

With some romance along the way.

Reader’s Digest said, “You have discerned an amazing story.”

“It’s got everything it needs to be a blockbuster,” they said.

A Royal cover-up which, as you will see, all started with a ghost.

A ghost who appears at Chapter 3 – The Ghost of Granny Fitz’.

Buy the book ‘The Great Royal Cover-Up’ here and enjoy the great read.

Love and peace.

Neil the Smith
My Author Page

PS. Illustrated above. an anonymous painting of the ‘Mary Ann’ the only all-female convict to sail from England to New South Wales in 1792 with the Third Fleet.

The Mystery of the ‘Mary Ann’.

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The ‘Mary Ann’ was an all-female convict ship which had sailed to New South Wales (Australia had not been named yet) as part of the Third Fleet in 1791 “under strange circumstances.”

Strange circumstances?

Although officially one of the Third Fleet the ‘Mary Ann’ sailed independently of the rest of the fleet, leaving England forty days before the first of the other ships. The remaining nine vessels were mostly in a bad state of repair, “mostly old, and the Navy Board’s officers were less than vigilant than usual or had no alternative but to accept vessels that were in poor repair and ill-found.” 1

Under the command of her part-owner, Mark Monroe, the 298 ton vessel sailed from England on the 16 February, 1791, arriving in Port Jackson on 9 July. This was the fastest voyage yet made by any ship of the three fleets. Bateson reports a cargo of 150 female convicts but the records of ‘Shipping Arrivals & Departures, Sydney, 1788-1825′2show this to be incorrect. The ‘Mary Ann’ (officially) carried 141 female convicts, six children and one free woman. Six children and one free woman? She was the only ship in the fleet to carry exclusively female, and no male, convicts.

Read the full expose in my true paranormal mind/body/spirit adventure here.

There were a number of indications of a hasty departure. As reported by Collins, the Master of the ship “had not any private papers on board (but what added to the disappointments everyone experienced), he had not brought a single newspaper, and having been but a few weeks from Greenland before sailing for this country, he was destitute of any kind of information.” 3

Even more intriguing was an incident reported by Charles Bateson. After a grueling 143 days at sea “possibly because she called at only one port en route to refresh her prisoners with fresh provisions” a very strange thing happened.

“The Master landed a boat in a bay on the coast about 15 miles to the southward of Botany Bay; but no other observation of any consequence to the colony, than that it was a bay in which a boat may land.” 4

Notice it was the Master who landed the boat according to Bateson.

Puzzled by this I wrote to my genealogist in England asking for information about the ‘Mary Ann’.

“There seem to be no ships musters for the ‘Mary Ann’,” he wrote back. “Looked next the embarkations returns for 1791 but there was no mention of the ‘Mary Ann’ … I looked at the Home Office lists for the ‘Mary Ann’ but these give only the list of convicts, so there is something wrong with your data.”

I found the list of female convicts on the ‘Mary Ann’ but none for the free women and child.

So what have we got?

The Master of the ‘Mary Ann’, a female convict ship carrying six children and one free woman, lands a boat on the coast away from the main settlement about fifteen miles from their port of destination, for no apparent reason, even though there must have been many on board who were ill and in need of fresh food and water having stopped only once on the journey. Her departure does not seem to have been recorded in England. No ships musters could be found. She leaves hastily “under strange circumstances” without the usual papers, sailing over a month in advance of the other ships in the fleet and making the trip in record time. The captain also happens to be the part-owner.

Was something fishy going on here?

But that’s not all.

Bateson offers another interesting observation. “Of the ten sail of transports [the Third Fleet] lately arrived, five, after delivering their cargo, were to proceed on the southern whaling fisheries – the ‘Mary Ann’, ‘Matilda’, ‘William and Mary’, ‘Salamanda’ and ‘Brittania’. Two of the whalers, ‘Matilda’ and ‘Mary Ann’, came in from the sea the day on which the others arrived. The former found a boat in a bay on the coast six miles to the southward of Port Stephens …” 5

Port Stephens is some 200 miles to the north of Botany Bay.

Was there some kind of cover-up going on?

I know what was going on and it was a cover-up to save the Prince of Wales’ Skin.

Or maybe his neck.

I wrote the book to answer this and other big questions.

You can buy ‘The Great Regency Cover-Up’ HERE.

Love and Peace.

Neil the Smith

REFERENCES:

1 ‘The Convict Ships’ by Charles Bateson, Naval Historical Society of Australia. Page 131.

2 ‘Shipping Arrivals and Departures, Sydney, 1788-1825’, Roebuck Society, Canberra, 1977.

3 ‘An Account of the English Colony of New South Wales’ by David Collins.

4 Collins.

5Bateson.

How to Make Good Stuff Happen.

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Think about it

That’s the eternal secret of making stuff happen.

It’s the eternal secret of health.

Thought.

That’s it.

What you think is what you get.

Thoughts in, reality out.

Your thoughts create your reality.

It’s the hidden secret of the word ‘abracadabra’.

The magic wand of life.

I’ve written a small but powerful book ‘Romancing Your Life. Changing The World.’

About how your thoughts are creating your reality.

And more.

Look for the secret message at the front that’s the abracadabra moment for everything.

Every day, every minute, we’re being hit with thoughts that are not real.

But that’s what is creating our reality.

Drama.

Conflict.

Bullying.

People being unkind to people.

That’s what is creating your reality.

You can change that now.

Watch what you think.

Don’t watch the evening news.

Because it’s creating your reality.

What you think is what you get.

Think big but think nice.

You could change the world.

Love and peace.

Neil the Smith

PS. Buy my new life-changing book here.

It’s All About the Job, Not About You.

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Or is the job about you and your health?

There’s a conflict here.

A dilemna.

How is it to be resolved.

Do you want a job that you love, your passion, or not.

The answer is, passion is your starting point.

Take your passion, make it happen.

They’re the words from the movie ‘Flashdance’.

It’s a secret to changing the world.

Ourselves.

Quietly.

Ethically.

The world is an orchestra.

Each of us playing our part, like an instrument.

Our instrument is our passion.

What we love.

If you haven’t found your passion yet, then you need time to find it.

Not be pressured into taking a job you hate.

Like 85% of the rest of the world (according to a Gallop poll over 160 countries)*

No wonder the world’s orchestra is in disharmony.

From a soul perspective, there’s a part written for you.

One that will create harmony and health in your world as well as the whole world.

A score written just for you.

Go find it.

There’s a plan in place to deal with this.

It’s called the Universal Basic Income.

I’ve written about it in my new book.

We can do better.

That is, if we are to change the world.

To make this a better world.

To improve our lives.

Instead of making our lives unpleasant in our daily experience.

Love and peace.

Neil the Smith

*Source – https://staffsquared.com/blog/why-85-of-people-hate-their-jobs/

PS, Buy my book ‘Romancing Your Life. Changing The World’ HERE.