DOKTIR NAIROBI

WHAT YOU'VE BEEN WAITING FOR

2010-09-30T16:34:00.000-07:00

EARTH

WIND +

FIRE

Ian Biro

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2009-09-07T15:02:00.000-07:00

WELCOME BACK
Hi there, thanks for staying with me, I haven't said much lately, have I? Well now that the time is right, I'm going to share a little story with you. Thank you so much for being so patient with me.
INTRODUCTION
As I've said many times before, spending time in eternity, is one of the most important things that we can do. But what do we mean when we talk about spending time? Time is something that each of us has, (although, some of us have much more time to spend than others). So how should one spend his or her time, and more importantly, how does one spend one's time in eternity? I believe that spending time in eternity, is one of the main reasons that we inhabit time. You see, when your allotted time on this earth is spent, when your physical body dies and returns to dust, you will be left with your eternal immortal self. You will no longer be subject to time and you will be, for all intents and purposes, time bankrupt! That means, that you will no longer have any time to spend. So, spending a little bit of your precious time, with your eternal immortal self, in eternity, right now, while you are still time bound, is in my opinion, the most incredible thing.
SPENDING TIME
As the daylight dawns on him, Nairobi waits for the two suns to rise. Kris brings him coconut milk, and fresh fruit, much the same as yesterday. Only spending time in eternity, is not just another day.
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THE SAILING SHIP
He looks out at the bay, it's quiet now, but later something will happen. He waits, as he does everyday, for the sailing ship to reappear. As her tall sails come into view, he can tell that something is not right.
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TELEPATHICALLY
He sends two men up in a basket that is attached to a balloon. From their vantage point, high up in the sky, they can report back to him. 'A steel hulled warship is on their tail,' they tell him telepathically.
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THE ANCIENT MARINER
Closing his eyes quickly, Nairobi mouths 'Month 60' and thinks of Cook. "Captain, you're being followed," he tells the ancient mariner, on the bridge. Columbus, and Polo and their men, start to gather by the poop deck.
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WELCOME TO TINY TREE
The officers and the men form a circle, and their fingertips touch. When they open their eyes, they are standing round the well in the village. "Welcome to Tiny Tree," Nairobi says, in a businesslike manner.
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2008-10-06T07:47:00.000-07:00

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MAGIC ISLAND

Tara skips barefoot on the hot sand of Brown Sugar Beach towards the sea.

Before she reaches the strawberry scented ocean she strips naked.

Freeing herself from her city clothes she steps into the cool pink sea.

It is a beautiful day, she tells herself, as she splashes around.

When the surf caresses her body she starts to forget about him.

The salts in the water and the heat from the two suns start to heal her.

Floating on her back Tara lets the gentle waves carry her forward.

Before long the magic island of Tiny Tree is just a feint dot.

Turning onto her front her powerful arms strike out and she swims back.

The beach deserted earlier, is now a hive of activity.

Dozens of naked men and women are picnicking on the hot sands.

Their perfect bodies screaming immortality, clothes are forbidden.

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Continued from Sept 1st.

2008-09-13T16:55:00.000-07:00

BANTER

You might have overheard someone ask a creative individual something along the lines of “What have you dreamed up today?” And if you’ve been following what I’ve been saying then you’ll now realise that there is some truth in this kind of banter, for when we spend time in eternity we can’t fail to bring back new ideas and solutions to many of our daily problems.

IDEAS ARE TEN A PENNY

This is though I must say, not an ‘easy out’ it is not a substitute for study and research. For very often the things that people ‘dream up’ are just that, dreams. They see something, but they don’t understand it. Ideas are in general ten a penny. It is what you do with an idea that makes the difference. To develop and exploit an idea you need to study and research your product and your market. So spending time in eternity isn’t like raiding Aladdin’s cave. In this respect it is actually no different than any other avenue in time. You only get out of it, what you put into it.

The eternal day..

2008-06-02T16:00:00.000-07:00

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THE ETERNAL DAY
From sunup to sundown from dawn to dusk we have a new day to experience, an Eternal Day. Try as we might we cannot bring back or recreate yesterday and as for tomorrow? Well who really knows?
MEDITATION
Meditation is an amazing thing, it beats medication every time. In my meditation this morning I focused on the Eternal Day and mixing imagination into the equation I entered into a state of expectancy. I expected to experience the reality of the Eternal Day today and I was not disappointed.
FOREVER
Okay, in case you're wondering, just how long is the Eternal Day anyway? The answer is it goes on forever and ever and ever it never ends.

WAR WOT WAY WHY WHEN?

2008-03-10T16:51:00.000-07:00

WHAT
What is this fascination that the human form has for war and why do we act this way? It seems that man is destined to live out his allotted time on this earth in fear of other men. Why are there constantly wars and rumours of wars throughout the earth? People find it impossible to live with their neighbours, we have street gangs in our city's and murderers in our midst and yet we continue to believe that all is well, that our brand of religion, philosophy, or that our way of thinking is the true or correct path and that all others are wrong. Is there only one path? Is there only way way? Is there only one truth? And how will we know it when/if we should stumble upon it?
WAR
War, is the most terrible thing for us to experience, it is bad enough for us to have to imagine what it might be like. But for many people alive today, war is a reality and it won't go away any time soon. Wars can go on for whole lifetimes, they can be multi generational, they can for some become a way of life. It would be easy for me to tell you that in our perfected bodies, in our perfect paradisaical future, that war would simply not exist, that we would all get along with our neighbours and that we could all choose a path to suit ourselves. However, we're here right now, stuck and firmly rooted in time... and as citizens of this planet, we are subject to the principalities and powers of this earth. So, wars and rumours of wars are a daily reality for us, like it or not!
WHY?
I was talking to someone recently about the possibilities of other realities and the subject got around to god. 'Do you believe in god?' she asked me, and before I could reply, she went on and posed the question, 'Do you think that this is hell?'
My immediate reply to her second question was 'No! Hell would be much worse than this!'
You see in Nairobics, we believe that eternity is a reality, it's not some place we go to when we die, it's not a matter of us being good or bad during our stay on earth. It's not a question of our belief in this religion or that philosophy or of any superior being intervening in the way we live our lives here. No, the answer for us is to simply remember why we chose to come to time at all.
WAY
Way down the list of things to do is taking/making time to do things. We have an amazing opportunity as members of the human race and subject to time on earth to actually take/make a little piece of time. Many, if not most of us, would admit to being guilty of wasting time. But, what does this really mean? and why do we say it? You see, if we're wasting time, we simply aren't using it correctly. Perhaps we're spending time with the wrong people, or doing the wrong things. Maybe, we're spending something that we haven't earned.
WHEN?
Another way to look at spending time, is for us to 'take time' and 'spend (that) time in eternity. This is an advantage that we have uniquely right now whilst we inhabit time. How can we do that then? Right, we need to firstly remember who we are, why we are here and where we are going. Once you've got the basics right in your head, you can go on and experience the eternal immortal reality, that each of us possess.
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Rumour - Gossip - Imagination - Advantage.

2008-02-06T15:16:00.000-08:00

THE PROMISE
I promised that I would write down everything I know about Doktir Nairobi. I didn't just make that promise on these pages, in recent times. No, the promise I made was to Doktir Nairobi himself, way back in 1982. As far as the promise goes, I have failed in my mission, so far. Yet there is still time to bring some new light into this rapidly darkening world. The following piece is from my original manuscript Doktir Nairobi Speaks! 1982. and is reproduced here by permission of the International Nairobics Institute.

RUMOUR - GOSSIP - IMAGINATION - ADVANTAGE.

When rumour starts there is often some truth in the matter - but rumour being what it is - spreads like wildfire. Even if one is exonerated of the said misnomer, there will always be those that doubt. For doubt is the shadow which is cast by rumour. Political enemies know the value of casting aspersions upon their opposite numbers. However, like wildfire, rumour can purge the individual and be turned to his advantage as he is forced to realise his limitations and rethink his position.

In Nairobics there is no such thing as disadvantage. Each situation is a blessing in disguise. We alone know the risk we take every time we open our mouth, (to speak) remember, we planned it that way. Those that walk this earth with no memory of why they are here, are merely being 'worked upon'. Whenever they deride the innocent and laugh at those who are different, they simply hurt themselves. Using our imagination we can overide the projections they fire. We don't live in a dream or walk towards an unknown destination. We planned our situation to our advantage. We chose to be there and if it does hurt, then that's good, it means our plan is a success.

It's time to take stock, move on, and adapt. And when the situation recurs, for it surely will because the wildfire can not be extinguished easily. We learn to cope in a different way. A new chapter in the adventure of life has just begun. It's you that's in credit now as you lose face in the eyes of the foolish, you gain space in their minds. You are indelibly printed in their minds and memories. And that's the advantage you seek and have won.

Imagination plays a big part in all of our lives. Rumour can start by observation, gesture or word. More often by all three. It takes two sticks to start a fire plus an object to burn. Observation sparks gesture and a word is ignited and the word becomes a sentence and the sentence inflames. The rumour becomes gossip and the damage is begun. For rumour is the root of gossip - and gossip is mixed with imagination - and imagination is the most powerful thing. 'If you live by the Samurai you die by the same.' Imagination is 'the kill or cure all' of the mind. In Nairobics we are only ever limited by our imagination. Others are distracted by theirs.

As the twentieth century closes (closed), three types of people are (were) revealed. Those that create, those that appear and finally those that watch. As my friend Shakespeare already said: 'The world is a stage.' You either call the shots, play your part, or clap!

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ALIVE!

2008-01-28T18:44:00.000-08:00

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ALIVE
They say that choice is everything, don’t they?
but you can’t choose your own parents, can you?
You have no say about the way, the why,
the when, the day you die. Unless you take
things into your own hands. Play dangerous
games, Russian roulette or god with your life.

Then, there’s them that do know the secret of
Where they came from, where they’re going to go,
And they know why they chose to come to time
To experience the restrictions of
time and place, hardship and humanity.
In fact all of us are in that same boat –
some of us perhaps, don’t remember the
choices that we made in the time garden
back in the void side of eternity.

She sits there on the hard salt surface of
The Void. Waiting, watching other people
doing the same thing they all sit there too,
waiting, watching each other, all day long;
And it is a long day. Night never comes,
They sit there motionless in the half-light
which is the only illumination,
for there is no sun, no moon, and no stars.
Nobody speaks, century’s turn into
millenniums and pass by on the earth.
She doesn’t notice and they don’t notice.
Then, what would have been one day, had there been
any time at all, in this barren place.
Something started to change; a line of trees
began to grow, they were a great distance
away from the billion or so people.
But someone near the front of the silent,
seated masses saw something they had not
witnessed before. They saw a different life
form emerging in front of their own eyes.
After what would have been another one
or two century’s on earth the tree line
had matured, there was now a great wall of
trees that everyone seated there could see.
Slowly at first, a few of the people
began to rise up and start the long walk
towards the line of trees. And she watched them,
waiting, wanting to see what would happen.
On reaching the trees they disappear for
just a second or two then reappear
and begin to trudge back towards their seats.
Every so often someone would go to
The tree line and enter and not come back.
After a decade of watching all this
She decided to make the journey herself.
When it was her turn to enter the trees
She felt something, she shivered, it was cold
And it was dark beyond the line of trees.
She was not frightened or scared of the woods
She enjoyed every moment, each new smell,
each new sound. There were animals and plants
and birds and days and nights and a sun and
a moon and stars in the night sky and rain
and snow and wind and there was a garden.
In the garden stood a man with a beard
He was wearing clothes and shoes and a watch.
She asked him about the watch. What was it?
These were the first words that she ever spoke.
He told her that he was the timekeeper
and that with the watch he could tell the time.
Then he showed her around the time garden.
It was a microcosm of the earth
The animals are born and they live for
a certain time and then they reproduce
and instruct their offspring to do the same.
After an allotted period of time
They grow old and die, like everyone else.
The timekeeper explained these things to her.
Can anybody go to earth? She asked.
Yes, said the timekeeper, but only once!
How do I get there, when can I go there?
Soon, he replied. First there are things you need
to know about time. He then took her to
a secret place where he showed her something.
It’s time for you to choose, the century
you wish to be born in and your parents.
When you go to earth you must remember
why you wanted to go there. Remember,
to remember this conversation here.
She said, Can I ask another question?
Of course you may, replied the timekeeper.
Why did most people only stay in the
time garden for a few seconds then go
back to their seats and what happened to the
others who did not come back? She enquired?
Aha! The majority of people
Go to earth, live their lives like hell, forget
to remember why they chose to be there
in the first place. So when they finally
die, they go straight back to their nothingness
for all of eternity in the Void.
It happens in the blink of an eyelid.
The others who do not return they are
the chosen few, that is, that they chose to
remember this little conversation
and for them, earth and time were a simple
stepping stone to an eternal future
a paradisiacal reality!
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2008ishly

2008-01-17T16:31:00.000-08:00

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THE UNIVERSE THE MULTI-VERSE AND SOME
It's amazing how we survive from day to day, week to week, month to month and year to year. The seasons come and go. New life begins and some things fade and disappear. Those of us with the longest memories can only think back a few decades until we are forced to exercise our belief in the memory chain.
But is it really that amazing that we survive the daily grind and continue to expand in number even in the face of global uncertainty?
I don't think so, not when you consider the vast expanse of the Universe and then think about how little we know even about our very own planetary position within that formation.
And as we meditate upon this we can let our minds wander into the realms of our imagination and we can mix these thoughts together to form a new and unique experience.
Learn to let the Universe love you, she wants to bless you with a prosperity that is not of this world.
She wants to educate you in the ways of eternity, to open your closed minds to new possibilities. Perhaps, she will share something of the Multi-Verse with you, maybe not!

Great Heights...

2007-06-29T17:51:00.000-07:00

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Hi, I'm glad you're still reading my page - It's been a little while since I have had anything to say. What do you believe in? And how short is this life anyway? You know there are ways of doing things and there are ways to get things done. Often the solution to a particular problem is to take/make the first step. When we get a foot on the ladder, we can start to climb. Only then can we reach great heights and see things from a different perspective. I want you to think about climbing the ladder of success and I want you to achieve a little something. The other thing you need to do is to mix a little imagination into the equation. Why? Because it's only whenever you see yourself in a situation that the deal becomes real! 1) Think about these things 2) take action! 3) Using your imagination - seal the deal! 4) Come back to this page soon - and we will tune into the Nairobic mindset, together...

Continued from yesterday...

2007-05-08T16:15:00.000-07:00

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GUARDIAN ANGEL?
A tall man in an overcoat and rain hat entered the waiting room. Annette looked up as he approached her, thinking he just might be the doctor.

Julie's Story continued...

2007-05-07T15:38:00.000-07:00

CRASH!
Julie's mum Annette and her little brother Anthony, arrived at the hospital exactly nine minutes after Julie. Annette had answered the telephone at the first ring, it was Mister Crane from the corner shop. "Your daughter has been run over by a car... " the shopkeeper had started.
HOSPITAL
Annette was a bundle of nerves, bringing two kids up by herself and relying on hand-outs and hand-me-down-stuff had taken its toll on her young life. Now her daughter Julie was lying on a trolley in the operating theatre, unconscious, maybe dead! What am I going to do? she asked herself. It's all my fault, I shouldn't have sent her at that time of night! she cried. Please God, help me! Help me please, she's only eight years old - she doesn't deserve to die! she prayed.
-MORE TOMORROW-

The Nairobic Mindset...

2007-05-03T15:05:00.000-07:00

THE NAIROBIC MINDSET
We call the meeting of the minds the Nairobic Mindset, however, it isn't exclusive to Doktir Nairobi - it can and does happen to hundreds, thousands, probably millions of people every day. They don't have to put a tag or a label on their experience and it could be that they will never meet/hear of Doktir Nairobi or Nairobics.
You see, life eternal is bigger than brands, there's no Catholics or Protestants or Muslims or Jews out there - There's just people. People who know who they are and what life eternal is about!
IMMORTAL MIND
So, your immortal mind is waiting for you to join it - it's reaching out to you right now.
JULIE'S STORY
Let me tell you about the little girl who went on a message to the corner shop. Her name was Julie and she was eight years old. Her Mummy had told her what a big girl she was and how she could help her Mummy by going to the corner shop across the busy main road to fetch some formula milk for her little baby brother. As Julie reached the corner of her street, it started to rain. Oh bother, she muttered to herself. My summer dress will be soaked. Just then, a man in a large overcoat touched her shoulder. Julie looked up at the man and forced a smile. The man asked her if she needed any help to cross the busy road. 'No thank you!' the little girl told him, 'I can manage.'
CROSSING
She looked both ways, like her Mother had taught her. Right, left and right again. There was nothing coming, but the voice in her head said 'wait!'
What for? Jooley Pooley! Julie answered the imaginary friend that she had created inside her head.
'Just wait a minute, 'cos there might be something coming that you can't see.' Jooley Pooley, her imaginary friend replied.
HEAVY RAIN
But Julie couldn't wait - the rain was coming down heavier now and she was already soaked to the skin. Hurredley she glanced to her right again, then to her left and religiously back to her right yet again. She could see a car in the distance, but it was a long way off. She stepped out into the road, her summer frock almost transparent now against her pale skin. The stream of water, gushing along the gutter came over her plastic sandals and soaked her little white ankle socks. Ooh! It's squishy! she told her imaginary friend.
FINAL WARNING
'GET BACK ON THE PAVEMENT' Her imaginary friend bellowed at her in reply.
Jooley - Pooley, nothing but a fool-ey! Julie sang to her inner self, as a speeding car hurtled towards her. She closed her eyes and ignored the voices in her head and the advice from her Mother. She skipped blindly towards the centre of the road.
SPEEDING CAR
The driver of the speeding car could see a little girl standing on the pavement waiting to cross the road. As he came closer he saw her step into the gutter - then skip out into the middle of the road. He knew that he was close to hitting her and that if the police car that was chasing him didn't back off soon - he probably would. To be continued in the next posting!

Eternal ring...

2007-05-02T15:27:00.000-07:00

BLOGISPHERE
Hello! I'm glad you came back! And welcome to my new readers! You know, I wasn't too sure how well Nairobics would lend itself to the blogisphere - but I'm pleasantly surprised that so far things are working out well. I think that blogging is a good way to present Doktir Nairobi because readers can come in at any point and read-on from their own starting point. With a paper publication one is restricted to a begining a middle and an end. Nairobics being the study of all things eternal - has no begining and no end! So, I think we may be in the right place at last! ATTENTION
Now that I've got your attention - I wonder how many of you are actually following me? Sometimes it's difficult to differentiate between my own experiences and those of Doktir Nairobi. So, you may have to bear with me in the early part of this publication. The main problem I have is in the dumming down of the Nairobic experience, when I'm introducing you to my early exploits. You see, when you meet Doktir Nairobi you'll realise that my juvenille jaunts are a long way off the mark!
THE MEETING OF THE MINDS
I think we're going to have to skip forward and deal with some really heavy stuff. If you're going to come with me you'll have to be prepared to accept that a lot of things are actually very different from the way you may see them now! The Meeting of The Minds is probably a good starting point - Note that, if you're in two minds about this! Then you're already tuned into where I'm at. We have a mind of our own - each individual human being has and supposedly knows his/her own mind. What a lot of people don't realise is that they also have an eternal self, which has its own immortal mind.
Your human mind, which is full of the things of this world, is crying out to meet-up with its immortal counterpart. Your immortal mind/your true/everlasting/eternal self will always be there for you, waiting for you to respond. Longing for you to remember the plans that you made when you chose to come to time!
Phew! Are you still seated? I told/warned you that we would be dealing with some heavy stuff - didn't I?
I CHOSE TO COME TO TIME?
Think about this statement. Is it true, You chose to come to time?
We're here on this planet right now because we CHOSE to be here!
We've all heard it said that, life is about choices, haven't we? Often this statement is followed up with the supposed fact that: 'But the only thing we can't choose, is to be born.' In short they are saying that we don't have a choice about being born and b) we can't choose our parents.
Wrong! On both counts!
You/I/we CHOSE to be HERE!
We CHOSE who our parents would be!
We CHOSE when and where we would be born!
What we don't/can't choose is when/how we die. You can plan to kill yourself and many unfortunates have succeeded. But believe me, once you experience the Nairobic Mindset you won't even consider this as an option.

Music...

2007-04-26T07:59:00.000-07:00

BEYOND THE CRADLE
Music is the most amazing thing. From your first recognitions in the womb through to your dieing day - music forms, and fulfills many functions in your life. Not least in the memory. A certain tune/song/riff/lyric can take you back twenty, thirty, forty, fifty years or more in an instant. Music really does travel at the speed of thought.
CROSBY
I was thinking about this yesterday. We drove over to Crosby near Liverpool to see the Antony Gormley statues that he (the artist) has planted on the beach there. I had taken my favorite music to play in the car 'Sucu-sucu' and some Tamla Motown CD's - At seventy miles per hour on the M62 motorway I reached an amazing realisation point. All of a sudden I could see why music was so important. Not just to humankind in general but specifically to the Nairobic mindset!
"Music can take you back in time!" I told Ruth and Nicola who were travelling with me.
"Yes!" they agreed.
EXPLOSIVE!
"But, what I've just realised is amazing!" I added, exitedly. "I've just realised that although music can take you back in time by accessing specific bytes of memory instantly - it can only take you back to the first time you heard it. Therefore, and wait for this 'cos it's EXPLOSIVE! - That means that I can only take you back to a certain date/time/place, through music. If you were actually there in the first instance!"
"I don't understand what you mean?" said Ruth, after a couple of seconds of thinking about my statement.
"Well, put it this way," I continued "If this song takes me back to 1972 and it does, I can't take you back to 1972 with me to share my experience because you weren't even born then. Right?"
"Right!" she nodded in agreement.
EXPLOSIVE!#2
"So, " I continued "it's the same with the Nairobic mindset! What happens when we travel back in time using the memory chain is that we access our ancestors memories generation by generation back down the family tree to the dawn of time. But if we/they weren't there in the first place - then I/we can't go back there now! So, when I say that this thought is EXPLOSIVE! - You need to let it implode inside your imagination to illuminate the situation!"

I'M GOING TO LEAVE YOU TO THINK THIS ONE THRU - BUT BEFORE I GO - I MUST MENTION THAT YOUR COMMENTS ARE VERY IMPORTANT TO ME AND WILL ACTUALLY FORM AN ESSENTIAL PART OF THIS PUBLICATION AS A HISTORICAL RECORD.

Telepathy#2

2007-04-22T05:52:00.000-07:00

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THE PENNY DROPS!
Phew! we got a little distracted at our last meeting didn't we? We were meant to be discussing telepathy and we ended up on an anti-smoking mission. So lets try again. What do I know about telepathy? Not a lot, but it's an interesting subject - in fact it was through telepathy that I first got involved with Doktir Nairobi and The Different Ones. I had read some books about out of the body experiences and astral projection and of course as a twelve year old, I was itching to give these methods a try.
I must WARN you not to try the following at home -
I lay on my bed and listened to the aeroplanes coming in to land at Ringway airport, the summer night air was warm and the engine sounds seemed to carry a great distance. I could hear a radio playing close by, outside in the street somewhere. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine where the radio was coming from.In my minds eye I could see a gang of big kids playing football in the street, they were using the metal grids in the gutter as goalposts. The first team had three lads dressed in jeans and t-shirts, the other side had four players, one of them was a girl. As I watched the action, the girl's team scored a goal. Five nil, five nil, five nil, five nil! chanted a fat boy who was the stick goalie on the girl's team. Shut it Fatso! shouted one of the first team lads as he kicked the ball past the fat kid and into the path of an on-coming car.
DREAMING?
I looked away, I already knew what would happen next. The car driver would stop and get out of his vehicle and confiscate the big kids ball. I didn't know if I was dreaming or if I had special powers, but it was getting late and I was meant to be sleeping. In fact it was already after midnight and I had school to look forward to in the morning. It wasn't unusual for me to still be awake at this hour - midnight or 'middo' as I called it was pretty much my favorite time. Sometimes, I used to go to the bathroom and have middo washes after everybody else in the house was asleep. Other days, I would read a middo chapter from my library book, or do some middo homework - usually technical drawing that I hadn't finished earlier. But my favorite 'middo' event was telling myself middo stories to send me to sleep. The middo stories always followed a similar pattern - I'll give you an example -
MIDDO STORY
Ok, it's my birthday and my Mum's bought me a brand new racing bike. It's got ten gears and drop handle bars and centre pull brakes. It's the fastest racer in the country, probably the whole world and it's painted red with black mudguards. I've got this dead, dead good chain for it, so no-one can nick it. It's got a combination lock and a second lock that can only be opened with a special key. No-body else in the world's got a key like it because it's made out of a special metal that can't be twisted or sawn. So, even if some whizz-kid figured out the combo, he'd still not be able to steal my racer. Right! And the front wheel has got special quick release nuts on it, so when I park the bike up, I whip off the front wheel and chain it with the back wheel through the frame...
THE MIDDO STORY
The middo story continues in this vein for some time, the bike gets better and better and me riding it in competitions and winning them and everything I do turns to gold! The story always ends with me falling asleep or when I reach the realisation point that having this great machine and all the gadgets and basking in all the reflected glory - isn't what I'm really looking for at all!
THE END
Once I reach the realisation point, the middo story ends. When this happens I always used to say: And That's The End of The Story! And That's The End of The Story! I used to repeat this phrase over and over again until I fell asleep. Of course we didn't have a television in those days!
SPECIAL POWERS?
So, was I dreaming or did I now possess special powers after reading Astral Projection for Begginers! ? I'm sure I wasn't dreaming because I felt uncomfortable, sweaty, it was a warm night. I went over to my window and raised the bottom sash, a cold rush of air sent me diving back under my blanket. It was way after midnight by now and I couldn't hear the big kids playing football in the street and my temporary extra-vision had for some reason ceased. I lay on my back and folded the pillow under my head. I screwed up my eyes and concentrated on the image of the dark and empty street outside. But it didn't happen, I couldn't find it in my imagination. Strangely, I could still hear the radio playing, for some reason I had associated it with the big kids. But they would have gone home by now, surely. So, who was playing a radio at this hour?
RODGER WHO?
I drifted into semi sleep, a kind of cat napping, every time a plane came in to land I stirred. It was a plane landing that made me realise that the radio I could hear wasn't somebodies portable tranny outside. No, it was the pilot's that I could hear, talking to the air-traffic control. Hello! Can you hear me? I ventured, hoping that the pilot of the plane that was now making its descent onto the Ringway runway would answer me back. "Landed, Rodger, over and out!" I thought I heard the pilot say. My name's not Rodger! I shouted from my bedroom. Hello, mister pilot? are you still there? come in mister pilot of the Manchester bound plane! I pleaded. But, all to no avail. Perhaps I've not got special powers after all, I told myself as I drifted back to sleep.
THERE'S MORE...
Now, earlier I gave you a warning about trying my methods at home. First of all I am not trying to sell you anything, the Nairobic philosophy is: 'If I've got it - you can have it!' And I've always stuck to that in the past and I'm not about to change my tune now. So, just for the record, if anybody contacts you and asks you to send them money on my behalf - ignore them and keep it in your pocket, or better still, give it to charity. I tell you this because there are many sharks out there who only have one mission in this life and that is to make money. Important as money is there are many much more important things for us to achieve in life. If we are secure in our understanding of time versus eternity money like any other securities will find their own ways to us. I will share more about this kind of understanding when I speak about The Nairobic Mindset at a later date.
WARNING!
How scary is this story getting? Are you sitting comfortably? You won't be in a few seconds!
"Andy, it's time to get up!" I could hear my Grandma (Nannin) shouting to me through the thin partition wall. "Come on Andy, you'll be late!" she persisted. I heard her retreat down the corridor and make her way down the stairs. When she reached the bottom she shouted back up to me. "Andy, it's half past nine already!" What? nine thirty? I'm late for school! I hated being late for anything and to this day I still do. I jumped out of bed and dressed hurridly stopping to use the bathroom briefly before rushing downstairs to the kitchen. What time is it? I asked. And everybody laughed. I wasn't sure what they were all laughing about until Nannin asked me why I was wearing my school uniform on a Sunday?
NEWS
I went outside in the street and guess who was there? The big kids from last nights dream. Was it really a dream or were they actually there? "Were you playing last night?" I asked the fat kid.
"Yeah," he replied, "we hammered them lot five, one!"
Phew! I thought to myself, maybe I have got special powers after all.
"Did yer 'ear about that plane crash?" Fatso asked me.
"'Plane crash, No! Where was that then?"
"Just down the road at Stockport! My dad said he heard it come down!"
"Stockport? are you sure? what time was that at then?"
"I dunno, just after nine o clock or summat, I think! D'yer wanna game? yer can play on our side, 'cos Val's not 'ere this morning."
I didn't answer him, instead I ran back inside the house and made a hasty retreat to the sanctuary of my bedroom. 'Flaming Nora! What the Eccles cakes have I done?' A plane crash and it's all my fault, I was the one who distracted the pilot as he came in to land. I lay on the bed sobbing, I remember wondering if anybody had died? Eventually I went downstairs and turned on the radio...
It was a long time before I dabbled with telepathy again!

Telepathy...

2007-04-20T15:44:00.001-07:00

WHOOSE TALKING?
Have you ever thought about someone just before they rang you on the telephone? It's a strange sensation and a statistician might tell you that it had something to do with coincidence. Well, what do you think?
You know that people communicate over the telephone all the time these days and now with the world wide web its never been easier to make contact with other people wherever they may be.
Some people talk to their god and they call that kind of conversation prayer.
Other people talk to themselves and everybody else calls that madness. There are however, different degrees of this so called madness, firstly everybody talks to themselves in some form or other - think about it - ok, you just spoke to yourself. In Nairobics when we talk about speaking to ourselves we usually mean our eternal/immortal self. We have an open line of communication with our higher self, our true self, our perfected self, our eternal/immortal self. If you need to do something, and we all do - all the time. We can step out of time and converse with eternity.
Let's put this to the test here - Right here, right now, you can give up that cigarette addiction...
How? Step #1. With your eyes closed, I want you to imagine yourself walking on the golden sands of a beautiful beach. You're walking towards the incoming tide, you're getting closer and closer to the waters edge. You look out to sea and there's a fishing boat making its way towards the harbour you can just see to your right. As you are distracted by the fishing boat, the sea water washes against your bare feet. You look down at your wet feet, you hadn't realised until now that you weren't wearing shoes. You take something out of your pocket/purse and throw it out into the ocean as far as you can. You turn away and walk back up the beach towards the line of trees. You don't look back towards the sea because the thing you threw into the depths of the ocean was a part of your life that you wanted to leave behind.
Step #2. I don't know what time of day or night you're reading this but I guess that whatever time it is wherever you are if you're a smoker and addicted you'll already have had a cigarette today. So the next step you need to make/take is the belief step or stage, some people call this, stepping out in faith. Which apart from the religious connotation is a good way of putting it because you have to have faith to exercise belief. Remember, the first step was imagination. This next step is where you believe that giving up the dreaded weed is not only possible but that it is applicable to you. We all know such and such down the road that gave up a couple of years ago and what's his face at work that gave up that forty a day habit. But when it comes to us giving up, guess what? we can't do it! It's like we're NOT ALLOWED! Well, WAKE-UP! IT'S YOUR TURN NEXT!
Step #3. This is the big step. Before you go to bed tonight - clean your teeth! - When you wake up in the morning - clean your teeth. Tomorrow morning is the first day of your smoke free life. You will not light a cigarette tomorrow! You will not need a cigarette tomorrow! Because you will have taken the BIG step! The big step is mixing imagination with belief - resulting in the self belief that you have achieved something. In this case, that you are a non-smoker NOW!
Step #4. I hate to tell you this but the first three steps were the easy bit. This next step is your first true step as it is called 'the walk' .This is the hardest bit of all, you WILL get cravings and flash-backs and worst of all VOICES! There will be a little nagging voice inside your head telling you that it's alright to just have one ciggy! or just one little drag won't kill you! Or thoughts and phrases along these lines. As the days go by the psychological pressure will mount and many people fall back after or during the first week. But you know, you can fight this illogical, irrational dialogue with logic and truth! Did you know that if you don't smoke for three days the physical dependence/addiction is broken and you never need to smoke again? Put that in your proverbial pipe...
Step #5. Right, that's it then you've given up for three days, you've done it! Ignore those nagging voices - they will eventually go away.

Tiny Tree...

2007-04-20T14:18:00.000-07:00

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GOLDEN SANDS
The strawberry scented ocean laps gently against the golden sands of Tiny Tree. Barefooted children are playing football on the brown sugar tasting beach. The grains of sand taste like sugar but they are not sticky and they don't dissolve. As we get closer to the children I can see that they are playing without a ball - they seem to know where the ball would be if they had one - or perhaps the ball is invisable?
Sometimes things aren't exactly as we expect them to be. Are you with me still? Of course you're not! You may be reading this sentence - posibly trying to understand what I'm saying but I know you didn't come with me to Tiny Tree because you couldn't think of NOTHING!
Never mind, these things take practice and the first step to Experiencial Reality is knowledge. To think of NOTHING you need to mix imagination with the knowledge that you possess.
Don't worry, 'cos these things will come to you in time. Time is another thing which you possess. You might need to think about this - but you don't own time - you possess it and it's there for you to spend. Time is more valuable than money - and although you have a little of it in your possession to spend - you may discover it is as difficult as gold to find.
Finding Doktir Nairobi is a bit like finding gold! I want you to go away and think about who you think you are - where you think you came from - and where you think you're going! If it helps you at all, THINK ABOUT Month 60!

Doctor who?...

2007-04-20T13:41:00.000-07:00

DOKTIR NAIROBI

Ok, let's get this straight, once and for all. Doktir Nairobi is not a medical doctor. The name Doktir is a given name. The surname Nairobi is not a pen name even though an anagram of Nairobi might read Ian Biro. In Nairobics however, we do like anagrams and we do attach some importance to them. Not many people know this but the Island where Doktir Nairobi lives in SomeWhereLand is called Tiny Tree. Which is of course an anagram of eternity.

So, who is Doktir Nairobi? And why is he important? Where is SomeWhereLand? Questions, questions, questions! In this age of information everybody wants answers and instant answers at that. I must say that I probably don't have all the answers to all of your questions - but I can tell you a little about Doktir Nairobi. Why don't we go over to his Island and take a look around. Ok, I want you to close your eyes for a few seconds and think of NOTHING! absolutely NOTHING!...

Communication...

2007-04-19T16:41:00.000-07:00

TALKING TO YOURSELF

They say that the first sign of madness is talking to yourself. But don't you know, that if you don't talk to yourself - you're letting somebody else talk for you. There are many voices that wish to implant their brand of reality into your mind. Don't listen to them, and don't take my word as gospel. You need to give yourself a good talking to. You need to learn how to tune into the art of self-communication. Your immortal eternal self is a perfected self that resides in a perfected place. When you engage yourself in conversation with your true self you are bringing a little perfection into this imperfect world. You're literally bringing eternity into time.

The New You...

2007-04-19T15:57:00.000-07:00

YOUR ETERNAL
IMMORTAL SELF
So, maybe just maybe, you've found what you've been looking for, for all these years. You know, the difficult thing about making a new commitment is the changes that take place. Some people find commitment to anything an impossibility because they are unwilling to change their viewpoint. When I say that we have an immortal eternal self, I'm speaking from an experiential point of view. So, what exactly do I mean? Let's start with eternity! Eternity is just what you think it is - it lasts forever. However, to say that you are eternal is not the same as saying that your human body is not going to die. Believe me, the only certain thing in this life is that one day you will die. When I say that I/we have an eternal immortal self, I'm talking about my/your true self, the new you! The new you, isn't really new, in fact it only seems new to you because you've only just realised who your true self is. Your true self is eternal - which means that not only will you live as an immortal forever - but also that you have always existed. Eternity by definition has no beginning and no end. Phew, to clarify this posting, I must say that as human beings we are mere mortals - but we also have a true self - which is eternal and immortal. Armed with this knowledge, we can allow certain changes to take place. Firstly, we can open a dialouge with our true self. Can you hear the voice inside your head? Someone's speaking to you right now. Take a few moments and focus on what is being communicated...

The Ancient Ones...

2007-03-28T14:54:00.000-07:00

CREATIVITY
So, we meet again! Did you take the first step into the cave like I asked you? If you did, you would have come face to face with The Ancient Ones. You know, when we boldly go forward, when we take an extra step, when we walk instead of drive, we always see something new. What we find, is something that is given as a gift, we are compensated or rewarded for taking action in certain circumstances. The extra strength required to make a step in the right direction comes naturally as we mix the power of self belief with the little knowledge that we have just acquired. So, are you ready now to enter the cave? Ok, lets do it together, you know that they say that 'A problem shared is a problem halved.' But, have you ever considered who the 'they' in the equation was? Well, in this case I guess the 'they' is just the voice of logic. But, do you know what The Ancient Ones say, they say: A problem shared is a problem solved!
MEETING OF MINDS
When we share a problem with The Ancient Ones, they don't just sympathise or offer natural wisdom or cheap advice to us. No, something totally different happens. However, to even be in a position to communicate with them, you need to come with me into the cave! Close your eyes and imagine yourself standing at the entrance to a mountain cavern, the hairs on the back of your neck are standing on end, you have come so far in such a short space of time. And now here you are at the front door to a whole new world. Are you really ready to make that all important step? With your eyes still closed and your imagination totally focused, I want you to take my hand! Now you can feel the warmth, as our body's respond to the meeting of minds!
DARKNESS, THE NEW LIGHT.
We're inside the cave and it's dark and cold and wet. Amazing! it's dark, yet we can still see. It's cold, but actually slightly warmer than it is outside in the snow. It's wet, but we are bone dry! Stepping into the unknown is scary but we are unafraid. You see what has happened? Let me throw some light on your confusion. All of the problems you had about entering the cave vanished the moment you decided to take my hand. When you shared your problem with me you solved it! I say 'you' because that is exactly what just happened. You solved your own problem by entrusting it to me. Natural logic, fear of failure etc. These things simply melt, like the snow outside, when you grasp it with your warm hands. We're standing here in the dark but we can see, just like when I asked you to close your eyes, the room went dark and out of the darkness came the new light.
BEFORE I GO !!!
I'm going to leave you now, not by yourself, you understand, but with The Ancient Ones. They will help you, until we meet again. Remember, there is nothing to fear! Fear only breeds fear. The fear of fear is failure and the fear of failure is fear. You're a winner right now. So, before I go, I'm going to ask you to find something for me in that big old mountain cavern. I want you to find your Eternal Immortal Self ! You can ask The Ancient Ones to point you in the right direction. So, when I return in not many days, you will have found your true self - The New You!

Month 60

2007-03-03T13:02:00.000-08:00

MEDITATION
What is Month 60? Where did it come from? Why is it important? What does it have to do with me? These questions and many more like them are frequently asked by students at the Nairobics Institute. Doktir Nairobi was on an aeroplane once, travelling to Europe from Mexico City. During the flight there was some turbulence and Doktir touched the sleeve of an agitated passenger and whispered to him Think of Month 60. The passenger relaxed back in his seat and became very calm.
MANTRA
Month 60 is often used as a meditation mantra, the practitioner will repeat it over and over again, after a time he will enter into a trance like state. But Month 60 is and can be so much more. To the initiated the term carries a specific power, a power which can be projected as seen above in the aeroplane story, or recieved as we will investigate at the right time.
TELEPATHY
For me and millions of others Month 60 is a communication tool, it is my telephone number, my telepathy number and it is also everybody elses telepathy number too. You see the human mind dosen't need to give each individual a number it only needs to allocate one telepathy number for everybody to use. I simply think of month 60 then I add the persons name that I'm attempting to contact or I concentrate on their image if I do not know their name. And bingo, we are communicating.
THE MEMORY CHAIN
I told you last time that I would speak to you about easy access to the memory. I touched briefly on the subject of total recall and I left you with a final thought, I asked you to think about Month 60. Did you do that? If you did, what affect did it have on you? Did you come up with any new insights? Did it change your life? Did Month 60 reveal its power to you? Of course it didn't - you see reading a few words that anybody could write will never change your life. You need to empower the words by taking action. One of the many ways that Month 60 can be used is as a password to open the file on your personal memory chain.
OPEN SESAME
Et voila! c'est ouvre, pour vous! Avec Month 60 miracle c'est possible. Yes, it's as easy as ABC, 123, Open Sesame, Month 60. Call it what you will, but once you've opened the gates to the memory chain there is no turning back. Sceptics beware! You are about to be convinced.
LINKS
A chain is only ever as strong as its weakest link. A chain is made up of many links. As any cyclist will tell you, chains break, chains come off their sprockets, Chains get tangled up and chains rust. The memory chain is no different, things can and often do go horribly wrong. Earlier, we looked at how far back we could remember - some people said, They could recall their first day at school. Others went further back to their first birthdays and then I showed you how you could go right back and recall your first days in your mothers womb. Wait for it, 'cos now we are going to step even further back in time.
FURTHER + FURTHER
I want you to read this paragraph, then I want you to mix action with knowledge and create something, not for me but for yourself. The following essential steps of preparation need to be taken.
One,
Close your eyes and visualise yourself standing at the entrance to a cave. The daylight is behind you and you can only see blackness in front of you. You are high up on a mountain and the air on the back of your neck is cold. It is difficult for you to see how great the cavern in front of you is. Although you know that the only way to find out is to enter, but you're too scared to take the first step. What if wild bears or mountain tigers have already made their homes there? Maybe other creatures, snakes or giant reptiles, fire breathing monsters, giants or cannibals?
Two,
I want you to cast these thoughts of doubt aside and think on the good things. Think how the cave can offer you shelter from the harsh mountain. Think about the secrets you are about to discover.
Three,
It's time to take the first step. I want you to go inside the cave.

Way, way back...

2007-02-27T16:54:00.000-08:00

WOMB MUSIC
Last time we looked at going back as far as we could remember and I recalled my memories of the day I was born. This time we are going to go still further back. I want you to close your eyes and visualise in your imagination a time before you were born. The time I want you to recall is the few months that you spent in your mother's womb. Do you remember the sounds and the smells and the sights that you experienced there. Sometimes people are so busy that they find it hard to relax, they have their minds full of business and work related thoughts, worries and anxieties. Maybe you are one of those people!
WHAT CAN YOU HEAR?
Can you hear the womb music yet? No! You really need to empty your mind of the dailies and the weeklies and the monthlies. You need to purify your thoughts by trying to get to the place where you can think of absolutely nothing. You need to be still to hear that special music, those magical sounds that accompanied your entrance to this world. With your eyes closed and your mind focused on your time in the womb, can you hear the thunder? can you see the lightening? Some people will tell you that unborn babies can't see - please don't believe them, it's possible now for you to go back in your memory and replay it like a video recording - believe me - everything that you have ever experienced is recorded in your memory and you alone have the power to replay it at will.
REFLECTION
I'm going to leave you to reflect on these words for now. I also want you to enjoy the womb music as you recall and replay it in your mind. Next time I will tell you about an easy way to access your memory and we will travel even further back in time. We will discuss the ancestral memory, the genetic memory, the eternal memory and not least the memory chain. We will discover how to link to all of these facets and how we can prosper in the 21st. Century by so doing.
FINALLY
Finally I want to leave you with another thought. I want you to think about Month 60!

Memory...

2007-01-30T15:46:00.000-08:00

HOW FAR?
How far back did you remember? I'm sorry if you think I've been a long time getting back to you. I really must try to spend more time writing all these important things down.
MOST PEOPLE
Most people can remember back to a childhood birthday party, often their own. I personally remember my first day at school. My gran (Nannin) walked me to the gate and an older friend Phil Barrow who was already at the school took me inside to meet my fate. You know, the main thing I remember about that whole school was the smell. It wasn't a nasty smell, it was just a sort of pencil box kind of smell.
FURTHER BACK
Doktir Nairobi showed me how I could think even further back than my five year old memory of my first day at school. I closed my eyes, and I started to see things in my imagination. I saw myself and my sister in a double pram, we were not twins but she was a year and two months younger than me and yes we really did have a twin pram. It was one of those Silver Cross Perambulators with a hood at each end. My mum had bought it from a shop called Nursery Needs. I know all this for sure as I still have the photos.
STILL FURTHER
Then Doktir took me still further back in my memory. Right back to the day I was born. I remember everything, being there in that little room above the barbers shop in Royal Oak Road. I remember my dad, he was the happiest man alive. And my mum, she was still young then and very beautiful. I remember my gran (Nannin) was there too. I'm not sure if she lived with us at the time. She did later and I remember her being there that day, and her wonderful smile.

Last Post...

2006-12-31T15:31:00.000-08:00

NEW YEAR'S EVE.
Quickly, I'm just going to share with you a little bit about what I'm going to do in 2007. Doktir Nairobi has asked me to tell you all about the Memory Chain. So, I'm going to leave you with a simple little question that he asks all of his students. What is your first memory? Think about this until we next meet! HAPPY NEW YEAR.

Doktir Nairobi Speaks!!!

2006-11-22T16:19:00.000-08:00

Above is a scanned image of a little magazine we did in 1991.

DOKTIR NAIROBI ISN'T A MEDICAL DOCTOR. THE NAME DOKTIR IS A GIVEN NAME.
THE ANCESTERAL MEMORY.
'When you understand the power that you posess - you posess the power to understand.' Says Doktir Nairobi. So what do we as human beings posess that is so powerful and why do we need to understand it?
Everybody has a memory, don't they?
Well for those of us who do!
Let's examine one small but very important part of it. The Ancesteral Memory!

The Anagram of blogspot is...

2006-11-19T10:06:00.000-08:00

GOBSPLOT.
Things to look out for on this blog:
Time v Eternity.
The memory chain.
Month 60.
Tiny Tree.
The Ancient Ones.
The Different Ones.
La Crescent.
The Ancestral Memory.
Telepathy.
Transportation.
Teleporting.
Thought Transportation.
Astral Projection?
Out of the body Experiences.
The speed of thought.
Religiosity.
Your Eternal immortal self.
The Void Zone (VZ).
SomeWhereLand.
The Time Garden.
The Timekeeper.
The impenetrable wall of fire.
Re-incarnation?
Suburbianity.
Super God.
Inventions + innovations.
Doktir Nairobi.
Doktir Nairobi Speaks!
Nairobics.
The Nairobic mindset.
Wendy Naisa.
Ian Biro.
And much much more...

First Gobsplot...

2006-11-14T16:39:00.000-08:00

THE GOBSPLOT EXPRESS.
Just to let you know,
that I love you so,
maybe it's the Gobsplot Express!