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‘We, the terribly rich, we too have the potential to shape the world. We don’t have to be satisfied with fucking it.’

This is the place for millionaires & billionaires to boost their imaginations for planet & people, an offer by @charlie-alice-raya.org.
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‘I decided to develop millionaires boot camps around the globe. There are millions of us, and most of us have lost our minds, hearts and souls. If a single day of sweating, dreaming & rethinking can set me on a track to finding my mind, heart and soul, then it can do that for others.’
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Dwarf beeches.
November 10, 2025 at 12:46 PM
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RETHINKING WHAT MONEY IS FOR

‘If winning the heart of another is all we ultimately want, we can easily do so without destroying each other’s nations and the planet just to hoard riches which might impress someone.’

THE END OF ALL WARS

#booksky #photography #gold #money #rich #rethinking #actnow 👇
Autumn view of a lake, Wolgaster See. ‘Let me connect some of our dots. We spoke of the divides between people as a potential root cause of war — not just the divides between genders but also between people of different ages, abilities, origins and more, and not least between those who assume a role of dominance and those who suffer the dominant. These divides are partly created by the narratives of the strong and the weak, the predator and the prey, the superior and the subordinate, narratives which are deeply ingrained in our minds. These narratives tell us that dominance is a natural imperative which every creature of worth seeks. But taking a closer look at nature offers another perspective and one that is more promising because it shows that, for example, the lion doesn’t kill for dominance but for sustenance and as part of its role in the ecosystem, and with that the lion contributes to the overall balance in nature — not to some gamble for power.’ We smiled, some of us scribbling notes, and one of us said: ‘But why did we start seeking dominance in the first place? What was the lure?’ ‘The promise of more gold?’ One of us chuckled. ‘You’re saying we were blinded by some shiny metal and had to get more of it? And we figured that the best way to get more gold would be to put ourselves in a position of dominance?’ ‘Sounds about right.’ ‘Maybe it was love that started it all.’ ‘What?’ several of us exclaimed. Think about it: You love your partner and you want to show your love, so you bring them the sweetest strawberries, the fattest fish, the most beautiful flowers. And since you want to give them the best of the best, you begin to accumulate riches for your love. Think about the people who built whole palaces for their partners. And since we tend to be blind when we are in love, we might have lost sight of everything and everyone around us — until we had become greedy exploiters who no longer knew why they had started hoarding riches in the first place.’ Several of us smiled and one of us said: ‘If love got us into our mess, love can get us out of it, too: the love for human ingenuity, the love for human’s humour and their ability to dance, the love for the adrenaline rush we experience when we create or cheer together.’ ‘And we can carve new ways to show our love.’ One of us chuckled. ‘If winning the heart of another is all we ultimately want, we can easily do so without destroying each other’s nations and the planet just to hoard riches which might impress someone.’ ‘And maybe we can evolve into beings who are less impressed by shiny things. I for one take the sweet strawberries over a metal any day.’ Two of us exchanged a smile, another one of us chuckled, and one of us rolled their eyes, saying: ‘Let’s return to the original gold argument. We can easily demonstrate that there is enough gold on our planet to pave every road with it. All we have to do is come together, extract together, and then design our settlements the way we envision them.’ ‘You’re right. There’s no need to fight over something like gold. There is no need to be the richest or the strongest. In fact, we can provide much better for all of us, love or no love, if we cooperate. I wonder, is it our lack of imagination or simply � insecurity or even impatience which made us choose the path of dominance?’ Some of us shrugged and one of us said: ‘The lack of thinking. If our ancestors had thought it through, they would have discovered the benefits of coming together instead of dominating, exploiting and fighting.’ ‘Maybe religious thoughts kept them from thinking beyond the believes of our ancestors.’ ‘Possible. Religions with their absolutes don’t invite thinking. They divide us and create a sense of superiority.’ One of us gasped. ‘Bloody rivers of my veins, I just realised that nature doesn’t know the concept of the divine or of worship — unless you want to count the wolf’s howling at the moon.’ ‘That’s an interesting thought!’ another one of us exclaimed. ‘Nature doesn’t have a concept of the divine. The natural world doesn’t have morals. It doesn’t comply with our ideas of right or wrong. Maybe that’s what annoyed the clergy, and that’s why they alienated us from nature and from our bodies.’ ‘Nature doesn’t have a book of rules nor an almighty god—’ ‘—but why not? It seems such an important feature to humans.’ ‘Because that’s not the way to achieve balance? According to their books, gods want things to be in a certain way. Gods don’t want to evolve or move in cycles. With gods you have all the weight on one side of the scale — on God’s side, eternally stuck in one story.’
November 10, 2025 at 12:34 PM
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This is an offer & experiment.

Our world is one big mess, entangled in stories & narratives which harm us & our planet.
Imagination offers a way to create visions for a world that thrives.
I’d be happy to test whether I can’t tickle your imagination into creating instead of depleting.
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Splashing waves at beach.
November 10, 2025 at 12:07 PM
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MONEY 1/2

Whenever in doubt, these three questions can help:

‘With every narrative, we can ask: What is this narrative’s record? Does this narrative serve us? Is there a more beneficial narrative?’

quoted from
THE END OF ALL WARS

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Miniature coastline formed by wind and algae at the beach.
November 10, 2025 at 12:04 PM
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#angst #finance #philsky #booksky #econsky #money #investments #actnow #tipingpoints
Some eight or nine yards away, a hunched figure sat in the sand, cross-legged, his back leaning against a low sand- coloured wall. He looked like an Asian monk. But this was Africa. It was burning hot and dusty and yellow. Alice shook her head. She was sitting in the sand too, Devery and Andy were on either side of her, their eyes fixed on the monk, their faces excited. Alice asked them what the monk was doing here. But they didn’t answer. Didn’t they hear her? She tried again. No reaction. Instead they threw another question to the monk as if they were throwing a banana to a monkey. Alice looked at the monk again, and his big mouth turned into a grin, revealing large teeth. ‘What is good and evil?’ Devery repeated keenly. ‘There’s no such thing,’ retorted the monk. ‘It is a simplification at best. There is stupidity. An awful lot of it. But that's mendable if people put their minds to it. Stupidity is laziness of thought — and misinformation. The savage has sway over—’ the monk dropped his head with a snigger. ‘Over what?’ Andy shouted excitedly. But the monk didn’t react. ‘The savage has sway over the human?’ Devery called. The monk lifted his head again. ‘Oh, yes!’ ‘What’s wrong with the savage?’ Andy pressed on. � The monk grinned. ‘The savage believes he is better. Better. Better. The best!’ The monk rocked with laughter. ‘THE BEST! That is the crown of stupidity.’ The monk stopped, his face suddenly benign. In a much deeper voice he said calmly: ‘But that is mendable. Stupidity and superiority complexes can be cured. But there is something else. Something that is much more deeply buried and therefore—’ ‘Therefore what?’ Andy shouted, but the monk just stared at Devery. Devery jumped to his feet, like a pupil eager to please. ‘This has something to do with good and evil. This something that sits deep.’ ‘BRAVO.’ The monk applauded and bowed his head. ‘Indeed, this something is the reason why people came up with good and evil. The idea of good and evil serves humans to—‘ The monk winked at Alice and dropped his head again. Alice wanted to get up too, but she couldn’t move. Why? But she could could shout. ‘What is the deeply rooted thing?’ At once the monk lifted his head and spat: ‘ANGST!’ Alice felt a cold shiver run down her spine. ‘Tell us more,’ Devery called. But that didn't work. Alice heard a crackling noise behind her. Something was burning. There was smoke in the air. ‘Is angst evil?’ Andy tried and the monk laughed. ‘Oh, dear boy. Of course, angst isn't evil. Angst is just angst. A good invention of nature. Supposed to protect you from danger. But alas humans …’ The monk shook his head. ‘Oh, humans! They forgot how to master it, use it, how not to be governed by it. There were times when humans had a better understanding of angst. Knew it for what it was. An alarm � system, not something that trenches their whole being—’ The moment the monk stopped, Andy shouted: ‘Why can’t we understand again?’ ‘Because, dear boy, humans realised that they have better control over other humans if they don't reveal what angst is for. So they didn't pass on the knowledge. Only a few did to a few. Hardly anyone knows how to deal with angst today. In fact, humans do all sorts of things to increase it. Humans are so stupid. But you see, boy, angst, when left to its own devices, is dangerous.’ The monk dropped his head, his whole figure went limp. Now he looked more like a heap of clothes than a person. The crackling sounds were getting louder. The fire was coming closer. The air became smokier. ‘We have to run!’ Alice shouted. But she couldn’t hear her voice nor could she turn to see where the fire was burning. ‘What is the danger?’ Devery called in a concerned voice, as if he was afraid the monk wouldn’t look up again. But the monk’s head reappeared, his eyes fixed on Devery. ‘Angst makes one human lash out at another. It makes another human brag about an orgy in the hope of getting some applause because he is so afraid that nobody loves him. And the next human uses angst to control others, to sell them medicine, an insurance, a matrimony, hatred towards the stranger. And angst makes humans feel bad about themselves. Which makes it so easy to manipulate them, push them towards bending their knees to a master. Angst. It makes a teenage girl go pregnant because she’s afraid of facing life on her own. And she thinks the child will make the father stay. Worse, she thinks her family will finally see her if only she had a child. But all they see is the child and her failure. And she sees it too and breaks. Angst. Angst does terrible things to humans. There are people who have been driven to a degree of confusion, they might never escape it. And they are dangerous.’ The monk fell silent. They all did. � Fire, Alice thought. Fire. She looked from Devery to Andy. Why didn’t they hear her? The monk looked up again, his expression calm. ‘Angst can make people evil of sorts. It turns one into a master and the other into a slave. It’s deep-seated. But it’s not a necessity. And mostly it’s stupidity that keeps people from getting to grips with their angst.’ The monk paused, his eyes briefly flashing at Alice. Alice grimaced. ‘Fire,’ she whispered. The monk turned to Andy again. ‘See, boy. Even the rich are full of angst. They are afraid of failure, of losing their fortune, position, influence, popularity. Some are even afraid of being unjustly rich. Afraid. Hah. They could go out and change the world. Can you imagine having all this power at your fingertips and blowing it on a stupid yacht?’ ‘Why?’ Devery shouted. ‘That is the essential question.’ ‘Fire,’ Alice whispered. All of a sudden, the monk jumped up, looking very much like a gnome in a long robe. Andy, Alice and Devery shot to their feet, standing shoulder to shoulder, their eyes fixed on the approaching oddity. And then the oddity started to shout at Alice, madness in his eyes: ‘You, you — YOU!’ Pointing a finger at Alice, he shouted again: ‘You, you — YOU!’ The monk came to an abrupt halt in front of Alice, his robe nearly touching her shirt, his fierce eyes glaring at her. ‘YOU are full of angst and fear and anger and stupidity.’ And then he calmed, his stare softening, and he said, with some sort of weird smugness on his strange face: ‘But you also have strength.’ He took a step back and laughed out loud. He was laughing so hard that he nearly choked on his laughter. Still laughing, he turned and shuffled off towards the sandstone buildings. The moment Alice relaxed, the monk jerked his head around and called over his shoulder: ‘Just imagine what you could achieve if you mastered your angst. If you conquered your fears. If you sent your anger back to hell. If you ripped out your stupidity. Just imagine what you could do!’�
November 10, 2025 at 11:52 AM
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‘Even the rich are full of ANGST. They are afraid of failure, of losing their fortune, position, influence, popularity. Some are even afraid of being unjustly rich. Afraid. Hah. They could go out and change the world.’

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Waves rolling onto the beach.
November 10, 2025 at 11:52 AM
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ANGST

‘Hardly anyone knows how to deal with angst today. In fact, humans do all sorts of things to increase it. Humans are so stupid. But you see, boy, angst, when left to its own devices, is dangerous.’

book 2, travelling

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Blurred, whirled lines, trees still distinguishable. photo: Charlie Alice Raya
November 10, 2025 at 11:35 AM
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We aren’t greedy by nature.
We are afraid by nature.

book 4, building, DAY 9, FOCUS

#focus #finance #millionaires #photography
A birch and an oak entangled.
November 10, 2025 at 11:32 AM
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‘We, the terribly rich, we too have the potential to shape the world. We don’t have to be satisfied with fucking it.’

It’s obvious that rich people lack imagination or else the world wouldn’t be in this mess.

Imagination boosts for people & planet might do the trick.

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Can we, at least, enjoy the party, tonight, please? I’m glad you’re staying for it.’ With a tiny smile on her face, Princess Reema nodded. Raha returned the smile and was just about to open her front door when she heard voices outside. Someone was saying: ‘The rich have access to the best education. How come they are so stupid?’ With fire in her eyes and a smile on her face, Raha opened her door, stepped out, and said to the two surprised people in the corridor: ‘Education and arrogance often go hand in hand. It’s a combination which results in stupidity. That’s something we need a solution for. Also, we rich learn to parrot what people have written down. We don’t learn to explore what we can discover if we observe and analyse what we find. I have to thank my aunt and uncle for teaching me to think, not my very expensive tutors. Had I listened to my tutors, I would be reiterating the narrative of seeking and defending status above all, instead of understanding the hollowness of such endeavours and the waste of our potentials if gold and power is all we seek. We, the terribly rich, we too have the potential to shape the world. We don’t have to be satisfied with fucking it.’ Reema gave an indignant shriek. Skye gaped. And Daria laughed out loud: ‘It’s a pleasure meeting you, princess.’ Raha smiled, shook hands with Skye and Daria, and grimaced when she caught Reema’s eyes. With a sigh Raha said to Skye and Daria: ‘This is Princess Reema, my cousin. She is worried that the people in this house are dangerous and bad company.’ ‘Really?’ Skye said, looking curiously at Princess Reema. � Red sunrise sky mirrored in ocean, cormorants flying close to the water surface.
November 10, 2025 at 11:30 AM
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What the heck are we going to do about our millionaires & billionaires?

Boycott is very powerful.

Inspiration is, too — in those cases where the lack of vision and imagination keeps rich people in cycles and circles of destruction.

WELCOME to
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blue sea, a single swan flying in the distance
November 10, 2025 at 11:22 AM