Nocturnal Remissions By Fredalupe! As below so above, folks. What we do unto others we will have done unto us. That which we have sown we must by definition reap. What we have cultivated or allowed to be cultivated from or into, what we do becomes who we are....

To Think The Unthinkable By Fredalupe! Delving deeply into the challenge this paradoxical puzzle presents the thinking mind, the answering of which necessarily leading one’s own attention to a suspension of the very thing with which one attempts to do the answering,...

In Daring Freedom Found By Fredalupe!        In some of my recent travels down south, down Mexico way, I came across more than one representation similar to our present cover titled ‘Galactic Empress’. That odd assortment of eyes, one above the other, two to a side,...

By Torchlight Fredalupe! By torchlight we see into darkness, amidst the crumbling ruins of yesterday, picking our path past moldering edifices and the calcified choices others have made before us. Yet neither the phantoms of the known nor that shining light...

Universal Magi By Fredalupe!   Inspiration, for all its universality, is a particular affair. Long have I wondered at its presence, almost as long as I have at its absence, be it on a white page, a blank regard, or a heart empty of recognition to the love calling...

Ancient Pride by Simon Haiduk Ancient Pride By Fredalupe!   Never let the fear of striking out get in your way. ~ Babe Ruth   I am recently returned from a laborious trek that happened to take place in Mexico. The phrasing here is significant, because, of...

The Big Bamboozle By Fredalupe!        It’s never too late. Never. No matter how far you’ve gone down that wrong road, you can always turn back. Surely we’ve all heard those words before; perhaps we’ve even all shared in that experience in our own way, hard to...

In a moment of perceived peace, a rare snow falls, each crystalline marvel mythically timed for that special evening only slightly distorted from it’s original solstice mark; each flake proof and testament to the power and fragility of human imagination and manifest...

Lucky us! Once again we have Jan Kasparec’s imagination empowering us all with a painting that really speaks for itself, of us, our strange society, our even stranger civilization; a world in which the strains of cultures swirl in a cacophony of chaos, where some teem...

Give me knowledge, so I may have kindness for all. Plains Indian   I imagine many of us feel affinities and even kinship towards living creatures beyond the usual human assortment of nuts in a box.   I imagine were it not for that other company many of us would...

Bit of a grandiose title to be sure, although it does suit Mear One’s beautiful art work gracing our cover this month. So much hoopla over this latest eclipse, so many mad predictions, warnings, darkly lunatic maneuvers and evolutionary exhortations, as to fill the...

Well, hopefully we haven’t scared too many people away with MearOne’s fabulous painting titled David and Goliath. Here it is in its glory outside the frame of our cover, dystopic scene intact, with chemtrails and finger-flipping, and a much clearer view of Davids’...

  A Thousand Words, I hear a picture would be faster. Yet here we are. Well, let’s see if that holds true. I’m known for alacrity, although brevity’s a bitch. For a thousand pictures though I hear that a symbol would do instead. I’ve got a quite few of those in...

With each thunderous strike that cracks me open, the hammering out of torturously bent and twisted parts, ever accompanied by a pitiless beating, as remorseless and endless as the waves of the sea itself, I cannot help but ask: what is being forged here from the raw...

There have been so many changes of late that, to my seeing eye, they merge into one inexorable force, the details of which become a froth of less interest than that of the spectacle of Power itself moving, of Intent manifesting before us all, of wonder at the mystery...

By Fredalupe!   Turbo Flux, if I’m not mistaken is the title of this month’s cover, Simon Haiduk’s fabulous painting, and a fairly accurate description of these last many months of life as I’ve seen and experienced it myself. Without a doubt it has been a Fire...

The Music has Already Started By Fredalupe! Solar Wave is what Simon Haiduk the creator of this month’s cover names his creation. And what a painting! A powerful and appropriate work of Art to grace The New Agora this month. No doubting that this Fire Monkey Year has...

The Precipice of Power or Grabbing Freedom by the Short-Hairs Of late my life has become entirely whirled by forces beyond easy understanding. What’s presently changed is my perception of actually minding that wild spinning, swirling, spiraling amplification of...

Sticks and Stones          After listening to some of Santos Bonacci’s work (whom I happily recommend) I, Lorenzo, had a huge heart opening and then an epiphany on what we share in the paper and how we share it.   To be brief, my interactions with people, who for one...

Wake Up! Look Up! Appropriately titled, “Look up - Wake Up” - the Global Chemtrail Summit happening in Vancouver this May 7th is long in coming. The wide spread global geoengineering that’s been happening all around us for so long has always been one of our prime...

Elect to Govern Yourself or "The Emperor's New Clothes” Here I give a simple summation of my views whereas the entirety of personal and interpersonal human (behaviour) is concerned. Notice I didn’t use the word political. From my perspective, if you don’t want to...

The New Now oct 2015 I’ve decided to vote for myself this election. Really can’t really see who would or could be better suited for the job of governing my life, really. I did take a moment to look at the various candidates being politely paraded about in this part of...

Tomorrow’s Bloom Today “The problems of the world cannot possibly be solved by skeptics or cynics whose horizons are limited by the obvious realities. We need men who can dream of things that never were.” – John Keats. What do you say to that folks? The conclusion...

Mad Carousel As always, I must be honest. Often times I feel I have little more to say. I take pleasure in neither preaching nor pontification, neither telling nor showing. I’m not an expert or an authority. And I’m not too sure anyone else is either, except possibly...

The Great Adventure! What a busy month it’s been! Everyone at the New Agora sends a big thank you to all the folks that came up to us at the many and various shows we attended these last weeks. Thank you for sharing your encouragements, well wishes, and yes, even...

The New Now, or not, depending on who you ask Well, it’s now or never folks. Here we are at the very point of choice, facing our square centimetre of chance, a chance of a chance, so to speak, so powerful in possibility, that to grasp it, to truly grasp it is to...

That Awe Full Spectacle Repeating oneself is no picnic for a lover of novelty, but when the sky is falling, the oceans bubbling, and lunatics are having their way with the children, finding new ways to warn folks of the dangers is less important then just getting the...

Greeting Seasons Here’s a thought: If Freedom has no limit, other than when impinging on another’s, then isn’t that all the politics and laws we could ever need to guide ourselves through the business of living well together; even providing a direction for greatness...

Incarnate Change Earlier this week I found myself walking through a residential area in Vancouver where I passed one of the first signs I’ve seen in a long time that somebody out there is actually awake, aware and in action. I’ll get back to that in a minute. Now,...

Spare Some Change? Well folks, it seems we can’t keep our little paper on the shelves, so to speak, as they’re gone half way through the month. I guess truth is more popular then one would think. Lorenzo and team have been working as hard as they can anchoring the...

Greener Grass on the Inside After a few short and happy months in Vancouver I suddenly find myself far south of there though still on the western side of the same continent, still close to the sea and the setting Sun. I left again for many reasons: an opportunity...

Jiggity-Jig A wonderful whirlwind of change has been blowing of late, perhaps you've felt it stir you somehow.  The New Agora has been carried far afield and across the lands these last few months.  From Europe to South America, California to Calgary, Mexico to Japan,...

Buyer Be Aware These last few months I literally went as far south as I could manage, pretty much to the other side of the world, and though it was definitely warmer, most the folks there were as loony with ignorance as the folks I left behind. Some might feel...

Abstract Follies The more I witness the strangeness of these abstract follies called politics, government, religion, their various mouthpieces or policy enforcers, (cultists of separation the lot of them) the more distant, unimportant and irrelevant they seem to...

Reunion of Opposites As I write this from the southern hemisphere spring, soon to be summer, is bursting for the first time ever during this time of year for me. The sun has been warmly shining for hours, all manner of bird life swirl about the little cabana where...

Beautiful World I've recently gone to the southern hemisphere for a spell: just to see, just to feel. There is an astounding beauty to the natural world here, despite the pollution that seems to come with the artificially instituted poverty around so prevalent in...

Liberation Participation!  This month my space in the paper had to be shaved down a bit to fit in all the great information we’ve put together for you. We are definitely straining at the twenty-eight page format, and are hard pressed to even come close to fitting in...

The Last Harvest of Man Has any one else noticed that here in Canada, from Vancouver to Nova Scotia, the trees and plants are dying? It's one thing to never look up and see the horror of the artificial 'clouds' covering the sky for well over ten years now, but when...

Fear's Greatest Fear Let me just say this once again that most everything we publish, with the exception of my own article and the other opinion pieces are provided by independent reporters that we feel are speaking the truth but that, apart from going through the...

Freedom's Bloom What a beautiful sunny day it is right now, the first one in far too long, and although the chemtrails are edging closer and closer, it's still early enough in the morning to get some good sunlight into the eyes and onto the skin. Thanks to the...

Love in The Kingdom of the Blind This issue’s cover spells out what originally inspired our efforts of bringing people together in awareness. I’ve got to admit to often feeling something else entirely though. Even at the risk of turning some off I’m going to be even...

Proposal for a Better World, Believe it or not. This morning the crows came to my window waking me up in no uncertain terms to a beautiful sunny day in May with nary a chemical cloud in the sky. After lounging in my bed a bit longer then necessary my attention turned...

Evolutionary Overture As a little boy whenever I heard Mozart's 'William Tell Overture ' I would be passionately inspired with an unstoppable desire to run wild, to loose my energies, to whirl and spin this strange reality into releasing me, carried by the pure joy of...

The Sky is Falling! When I was a little boy one of my favourite comic books was Asterix and Obelix's fun series of adventures about a little village in Gaul (France) who continued to resist the Roman empire's occupation of Europe in the year 50 BC., chiefly thanks to...

Author Your Self Well, here we go: 2012, another Gregorian new year. Happy Mayan good times. An Apocalypse (to uncover and reveal) Now. Year of the Water Dragon. "Water calms the Dragon’s fire. Water Dragons are able to see things from other points of view. They don’t...

Storm Winds Blow The shore is yet in sight I woke up this morning with my editorial bubbling up like a dreamy froth up from the depths of unconsciousness. But as I settled in to write the 'realities' of the day came, bucket in hand, filled with ice-cold truths aimed...