Mark Passio – New Age Bullshit and The Suppression of The Sacred Masculine


Mezza:

Truth … TRUTH .. Truth kept hidden is not truth. Truth hidden makes people sick. Truth must be spread or it will turn on the holder of truth and eat them. If you do not spread truth and keep it to yourself you run the risk of dying with the truth and helping no one.

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Mark Passio – New Age Bullshit and The Suppression of The Sacred Masculine

Last updated on March 9, 2014 at 12:00 am EDT by in5d Alternative News

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At this particular time, with grateful thanks to S.

The following is an excellent 7 hour presentation by Mark Passio that will rub many people in the New Age movement wrong but for the majority of what he is saying, I agree.  For those who don’t have the patience of watching a 7 hour video, I took the liberty of highlighting Mark’s presentation and added a few comments to the points he made.

New Age Deceptions

1. Ignore the negative.

Seeing the negative for what it is creates the ability to steel oneself against its harmful effects and possibly even to avert those effects entirely.

Refusing to look at critical information, just because it makes you feel uncomfortable or scared, is…

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“The Denied Tide”


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The sea of clouds above

The Denied Tide… she sighed.
a log or a swimmer
and . . . and she cried.

‘The lips of wisdom are closed
Except to the ears of understanding’ ~
.. Those on base stay on base
And base is no place to change the place
or the face!

Base is with out trace…
Base is a two story booked nook
Unbalanced and ungrounded
There’s no hiding there…
the dense principal’s engendered there.
Have a decent look,
Regeneration, cremation information,
A prostitution of the true solution.
Yep we fully unwound it.
Draped high on a hidden midden
The spilling pearls sounded loud
I’m not kidding
. . and all four corners of the land groaned a bit

Then you realize what its like to be owned by shit
Take a loud non-deniable sound …
Incarnated long ago deep into the ground
‘Truth’ is right there unhidden, but still not-found
Truth is … What we get
. . We’ve sewn….
Honed, owned an blown.
Its time now,
To turn our backs and head for …  “home“.

Tickets to the ‘Slime-Ball’


IMG 0256 Tragic Mining in Central Australia

“TICKETS TO THE SLIME BALL”

The SLIME-BALL is still practicing “GENOCIDE”.
from the Grave through a Pliocene fart
called Gina ..
(should have been a wankstain) RINE*HART.  I gotta have a
rave, so here’s a good place to start.     Box tickets to Gina’s Slime Ball…   Last Call!

Listen up!
That bitch ought to get a car and park it
No wait .. get a life and *kark it.
And If I could get near it
I would f%$*ing mark it,
It is an open market
Mark it well
Superb for the marksmen as well.
Swell ~ Swell you say?  Yes swell,
A Swell is a stinking Gas well.
And she could well, stink well, in a well.

Well, well, well,
Three million holes in sacred ground.
I’m dead sure there’s one for her
they’ve found.
So, Lets not confound ya immense mound
Its not the mount of Venus
Ya face looks like a butchered penis…
And I mean this.
I don’t mean to take the piss
But excuse me, I simply have to diss you
You disrupt, corrupt Abruptio,
Bleeding the land to a hemorrhagic show.
We all think its time you hit that toad,
Yes!  Hit yourself a six out onto that Great Western road..
squashed flat out for the crows..
At least they get a pickings for their abode.

All along the Nullarbor
That smell is felt on the eastern shore.
What for?
She still thinks she can even her score
Steps up For a Game of Tones, a swap meet tour
Swapsies for the properties they bought offshore
I abhor these whores.
The cause and means of political flaws .

Cos  hey, these mongrels got all the top floors ..
oh and I see
they got it see,
from Perth all the way to Port Moresby ..

I reckon a heart cutting would be pretty fitting
And she should apply for that  human heart kit thing
Perhaps it will help that look she holds ..its so calf (cow)
Maybe a sow… Yes a female pig.
Laughs
Ya big rigs are like you
they all rhyme with ‘dig’.
Frigg,
I dislike your lid.
Ya Lang’s wankstain that became a kid.

He sure had his hand on it!!
With a name like Hancock..
Get the Glock and do a Spiel
Because this pictures got me feeling
For the lost places of healing
From  the holes they’ve left in the ground
The mothers silently buried deep,  not found

They were the spoils of ugly men
Depravity of a gravity no one ever saw
Corruption right there. Thuggery
Separated the mothers from the men
Got them drunk for free
This is how the wild west was recently won
…. Not by the use of a gun
A bottle was much more effective and cheap
Hancock was nothing more than a bastard thief

Presently these grief type feelings
Are still raw indiscriminate reeling’s
So much was effected
From Ol Lang Hancock’s mine dealings.

Good Night …From the floor of Gina’s SLIME BALL , that’s dead right!

*RINE[stone]HART
* KARK  . . .  aussie slang for die.

LANG HANCOCK.. MINING MAGGOT

A Spirit Thing…


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The Forest takes care of its own
The forest corp is not with the people,
So Forestry should go home!
Pleeease!
The forest is the home of trees
And in these valley’s
There’s thousands and thousands of these

The Forestry corp is an entity heading Mort
Fraught  –  down to the ground they are brought..
The Good spirits are drawn out across the sky
While those heavy corporate spirits
fall from high
They can’t get near it
Corporatized, they’re full of lies
Now they’re  making new ones
Dropping chemical from the skies!

Death is the sleep of life
death is the great leveler .
The End,  A place where there is no protection
and no Kevlar
No protection from the self made infection
Called inept legislation.
Got this place looking for some mild syncopation
To this latest annihilation.

They care not for little animals
Little insy insects they don’t see
Bacteria that’s vitally important to you and me
Are violently deprived of being alive
Forestry corp brings this misery
I fear they will be caught
Hung up in a tree with this karma they bought

I call up the wind to blow and rain
and cause this to be a relative dollar drain
While the the ceremonial songs are playing
Forestry flies in an end zone
Encroaching and crushing riparian homes
Of little people, they’re small
But they’re not feeble
They hold up the bones of all their old people

Waiting!
Silently instigating
And, if you’re in the forest at night
You’ll hear their singing, right
Its a spirit thing
And yes it stings, It grips this thing
And makes it play fair
By keeping them down, and outta the air.

Once Upon a Time There Was a Boy, Many Boys! Only One Survived & Survivors Guilt Kills Him Every Night When He Closes His Eyes


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I grew up in an Australian city called Adelaide. I was a teen In the early seventies and Adelaide was the city of churches officially, also known as the City of Parks. Churches and Parks how sweet. How nice? How safe?

 In the 1960’s there was a family called the Beaumont’s, where all the siblings were kidnapped as children never to be seen again. The rumours began that a group, (mysterious) all rich, all university graduates, and all paedophiles existed. They said some were judges, lawyers, high ranking cops, Rumours said they held parties, paid someone to procure children and then had them disposed of after they were finished with their perverse use of them, but then the rumours went quiet.

 It was 1974, Joanne Ratcliffe and Kirsty Gordon both pre-teen, were at an Aussie rules football match with one of their grandmas and the others parents.  The elder girl took the younger girl to the public…

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ALAS!


Oh Yeah seize the day …. YaY
For us it happens in a weirdo sort of way
N’ carry this out with so little left in the already tiny pay

I’ve lost much and had satori
my inhibitions disappear before me
They go without and come within
and we begin to get the general principal das lining this thing

Come! Hurry down town
An pick up a bag o’ deep wisdom and shoes
These just have to fit .. any will do
Get down to the corner op shop in my town

I watch the elderly depend on this
I get the essential bent on this kaleidoscope of false hope
Vulgarity meets charity
How come there’s such a vast difference

Like wheres the other dimension
the one where its safe to mention
the lack of peoples retention
and how they all got pensioned

Nothing

But In the distance there’s off key muffled singing
The Pub discards hold up local gutters
they don’t care and take a piss
Unaware of any of this
bar doo dee dah
Its all just meaningless
There’s no way they’re feeling this
next to the smell of that brand new car
the speakers bounce n then blare
bar doo dee dah bar doo dee dah

so that’s it so far…

then there is death..
its always going to come to this end
and the lack of inhibition is a vital part of fearing nothingness
Attribution is the retribution and solution
and Someone said very quietly
I think I once knew them.

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PAVING the MIND PATH


IMG 2082 Heritage Deepwater Railway Station

“Last century paving”. Heritage listed railway station on the New England at Deepwater.

It is said that the intolerable things in our lives put us on the path to the best that will happen to us.
So…
Even if all the signs are in double dutch,
and  so and so and such n such
and when life feels like its out of touch
Crawl if you can’t walk,
Stumble, fall, keep going forward
Trust in the lesson from the paths you’ve just toured.
Unconditional is the global positional
Directing the mission call
The memories are tied round trees
Like translucent ribbons and bows
All of what went before is just excess adipose,
I will , I pray, I say I  love them anyway
and …’the future’ is a creation
The ‘Witch’ which none of us knows.

Images @ Eminpee Fotography

Sounds like Familiar..


By Mary-Ellen Peters 2014

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Trust gone, yes its just gone
Vanished in the banishment of the norm
My personal Upanishads to you
I would have done anything for you
And for family too …As you do
But family is not me see.
I am not family
Or familiar
Or famous
And neither did I watch the movie Fame with ya’s
But …
I do think that at times I’ve cared deeply
About peeps crippled and how you say lame
.
Yep!
Really lame
Especially in the brain area.
That’s the lame brain of the greedily insane,
Not sure who’s playin their game
So they Roid up and train
For that end game
In the end zone
Of the unknown
Where only the crows have flown
Out grown and terrified of being mown
Like that gnome in the game of thrones..
Heads up like a prime minister
Yo! He’s  a ‘Game of Tones’
Administering the string n bows
Flying high
Like the kite lost at sea
And, like the high C’s and the low
I sees da truth of this and its like this….
it’s family I know.

And I thought this was what people did ..
Confusing issues hey kid..
Yes!
Very indelibly painful and shameful to say the least
N’ people are talkin’ like its a freaking feast ..
Man, did they kill the beast?
Or did the beast just curl – like french fries in your eyes?
I totally don’t understand the greed in their eyes ..
And how some humans could get so unwise.

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Blindly they swallowed the bottled water of demise
Selling the white daughters stories of black lies
Trussed up by the mistrust and sick lust
They become fair game for any misogynist
Embossed but unimpressed .. I lost it
No longer bound by rose coloured views
The loose ends easily fit alla you’s
and while I never had to hide or mask up another guise
the Earth’s universal inflections sort out all our prioritize
I’m here to learn all I can
get on first name basis with  homeostasis
Sitting .. then standing she cries
Why can’t the world stop buying their lies.

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 Images @ Eminpee Fotography / Melonpopzdropz

And so, My nights are forged in the Dreaming.


By Mary-Ellen Peters.

And So my nights are forged in the dreaming,

Moreover…
My days are filled with sunshine
…and in my eyes, its gleaming!
 Its good to know this day is mine
For me to freely choose the meaning.
Singular moments pass and fall
in conjunction with each other
..in gentle rhythmic time…
Beauty is the gently resting lover
This dot defines the perfect line
With wondrous light filled love
It’s new and its fresh and its constant like no other.IMG 6051  Alone with Nature
Images @ Eminpee Fotography

Gnosis


The True Gnosis is an understanding of SYMBIOSIS ..
Everything in the universe is symbiotic,
dancing in an erotic wheesh,  whoosh
There is some good and bad in every dish.
Food for thought whence you see the lies we’ve all been taught.

There are no fronts with out the backs
and there  are no day’s with out the nights.
If we were all the same
There would not be any insight

Life is movement …apposing forces
driving the blood in our venous courses
Like skilled coxswain’s
this life is not mundane
protecting the mother and her resources.

The inflow and the out flow,
The breath
The rhythm, the rhyme..
this is the truth and its distinctly sublime.

Belief in the Mari … the Mater … the Mother thing
Sitting for a moment … realizations enter in and sing
We are all one .. LOL We are connected – we are all the same thing

Sectored and re vectored…
its like we have an invisible cord
That’s our secret reward..
our secret golden goody
Now here’s the Booty and its the kicker….
I think the tops blown off …  its gotten sicker
I think its tangled up and caught
the web of  establishment’s cover and all it’s evil over lords.
Missing their vitals and their salary hoards
Heads empty like hollowed out gourdes.
This is the heartfelt dreams that Mezza affords.
When the flow is flowin
and its endorsed in endorph ins
and all the craziest yummy things Gnosis affords
We lost the evil over lords
and again The world sings
the truest beautiful rhythmical mastered chords …

FRESHER


By Mary Peters
“FRESHER”
What hand is playing this piano, the left or the right?
The tasks are sometimes insurmountable when things transcend down to where there is no light
..    Magically  I  find something to smile about, yes it’s a gorgeous sight,
Living by Urunga south of the mouth
Some words – “divine” or perhaps you might hear them and doubt
there’s a few applicable to the description I’ve found about.
I look around at so much unkind
“Frightening is the feeling watching corrupt governments dealing
Changing the ceiling,
they’re under our night tables squealing
We’re left out in the cold.. clinging to this stationary stable
It looks pretty old
and I’m not sure it has integrity, or whether it will hold
Looks very much like it might just fold

The  lightening is about and I am holding tight like a crag on a rock
and I’m not going out
Enduring this and that waiting for an inner pain  pass outs

I hear the smashing of the rock hard past
its like a wild storm in the summer  looking down from a ships mast.
From there  my thoughts are more easily cast…
I hail to a trolley of waiting love as it passes
Its the last one left out why do I have to embark on this?
Separated and abandoned in the sweet summer rain”.
Lifting my hand I can summon their gazes on a breaths demand
I see the fleeting glimpses and know instantly  hey We finally did this.

The azure blue of eyes that will never be looked into
And that darkness so deep in the other four I won’t see anymore.
A heart forsaken  for what is left,  cut to pieces and set adrift.
Each and every shift line and daisy chain left disintegrating in the warm summer rain drips

Drenched in useless disdain and tears from years and years
Dreaming …building silly sandcastles and wet sand towers.
Holding bright imaginary bunches of flowers
…She cowers
She wanders away . . .  her head down at the ending of another day

Her heart is broken into four equal infarct parts
And the life it once held seemingly feels like it departs!
Holding up the scarified mess… the universe does a snappy redress
In a moment an opening appears and the tears turn into diamonds on the ground …
Falling everywhere they make such a tinkling sound as the piles gets high, it makes a mound.
Her heart holds the love that others tried so hard to drown.
The sacrifice was offered up…..
Lifted high was the half empty cup
A drunken delight  is all that’s left behind for the ones who obscenely created that fight.
Open the window of delight and let the wind pour breath into light …
A precious glow, like a flame that wants to ignite my inner Rhodenite
Essentially to excite the spiritual delights to flower and bloom
No air left in any other room
It feels like a tomb when the masses greedily consume
What the hell is that sound … what is the evil tune
Its not even pretty with so much war like doom

Oh god its that Bloke in charge…
He just walked in all the worlds living room . . .
The Jesuit  … on oath an roman groomed.

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“BRINGIN”


Bring in your finer forces to define her ..
Bring in your higher forces to enforce her.
Bring in the horses to en-course her..
Make her voice heard… yeah!
A connoisseur pair – universal in the air.
Bring in the neutral to neuter her
And climb her mast to master her.
Bring in the Pen ..
The stipend pendulum
The universe is won,
Drawn back into ONE!
Bring in the spirit to inspire her
Lifted even higher inflated there
Bring in the funeral pyre to fire her
Causes and effects resurrect her there
Life’s typesets .. hardened and rendered
Bring in the gentle to effect life’s percentile to fair
Bring in the love in perfect universal time
Coz we care…
Bring in the major minors to square us there..
…  Mary Peters

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Universe looking awesome at dawn in Urunga NSW

Images @ Eminpee Fotography

 

“A Love that knows no Bounds”


Sometimes my dreams are connected by rainbows,
And there are days that have been held together with songs.

The mornings are washed with the magic dew of night and flavored with the pink light of dawn
This nourishes me and fills me with a delicious vision of you.

The bright star of the day warms the folds of my thoughts
and nurtures a precious growth in my soul

And there are the evenings,
These are cool with the breeze of your love
As it whirls my heart to dance into the darkness.

The dark night holds me fast, as once again
I wait with baited breath for a touch

IMG 9597 The Dawn in Fog

Only the largeness of our spirit recognizes..
A love that knows no such bounds.

The mystery of our illusions illuminated by this Love
Unfolds the reality of our divinity

The beautifully decorated colourful linens
Woven with the colour filled Philosophies of  Love

Our new Garments fashioned with wonder and light
Fastened by seven coloured cords
Clasped fast…. forevermore

The Night sun recorded it
He Scribed every bit of this
Collected all the potentials
and the Baskets of  beautiful words
recorded In this legendary Calligraphic ‘Book of Bliss’
All the sounds of love that I heard.

Seven Chapters in total, some gauged anecdotal
An Oracular Venusian Mystery
A blessing of Unlimited fecundity ….
Swished around, washed down
Drenched by the open Cellars of Heaven.

Our bodies pressed together unleavened
Laid out in a  magic field of Seven
No quarter given …Cosmically drawn up
by the powerful end-zone of Alcyone

Our Eros is detailed and ready to go
Programed post slammers
Always ready to run a re-run of Earths Greatest Show

You and I will always know, that we know, that we know.
This world spins on neigh what thou dost ..
but whom thou dost knowest ..
Yes its gotten down to the lowest.

Eventually we are consumed by the lust of Earth
and the Love that knows no Bounds
and return to her belly fully crowned….
as specks of star dust n dirt formerly renowned.

Images @ Eminpee Fotography

FOCUS ..


Every illusion is a fact out of focus…
Every intrusion is the attack of the bogus ..
Fraccing is a plague … Empty with no gnosis
I know this
It’s Immediate and close to us
Truth is the solvent to dissolve and dismiss this
We have to take hold and be brave
and amass our resistance

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“FRACC Farming is a hard means of subsistence …
just in case you missed this
Frac attacks the mothers resistance
and its evil …  Deffs not middle distance..
Its the champ that we pee on
Not the fences that make us defenseless
Lets win this Wenceslaus
Pin this to the post of our insistence
Ram it in
Pack it down
Head to town
Hey I’ll even  buy the final round!

If we can stop them going underground.

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blar blar blar and more blar blar and blar …
People love the lies better by far…
they love the psycho DRAMA
.. Not the diorama of cullar (colour)
People are wasteful and mindless
Health, or lack of it connects this blindness
Head in a mess … i must confess
this could be the result of your unkindness
Resulting in small mindedness
Culminating in being covered in jaundice
Omg you’re looking rather forlorn there Miss..
Did you think I would miss you taking the piss

These circumstances were your necromancers
Not a university academy of long maned prances
Not a chance I would chance this
I got a measure to measure and lance this
Then and only then perhaps could I be apart of this.
Join in fully and not laugh at this.
Commune with Kate.. yes, communicate
Actually listen and not tessellate ..
This is food for thought so don’t salivate

Celibate ideas are dead end fears
Nothing left …
Nothing but arrears.
Emptiness is an empty nest pest
Dressed up in specialness
oh god its such a mess.
only
If we all think we’re defenseless.

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(“Good King Wenceslas” is a popular Christmas carol that tells a story of a king braving harsh winter weather to give alms to a poor peasant on the Feast of Stephen (December 26, the day after Christmas). During the journey, his page is about to give up the struggle against the cold weather, but is enabled to continue by following the king’s footprints, step for step, through the deep snow. The legend is based on the life of the historical Saint Wenceslaus I, Duke of Bohemia or Svatý Václav in Czech (907–935)

VIGIL


by Mary Peters

Its not a soft Sell..
You have to stop,
…And let it gel
YES
That’s VIGIL!

Vigil is not a dirty word
A Vigil at Gloucester
Yes ..That’s what I heard
Watching those Frackers
While Knitting up storms
The clear lines
Are about to be drawn

What #AGL want is no hassles
They speak a bunch of psychobabble
The townsfolk have dropped the Gavil
#AGL ‘s Four death knells
bespangled wells shrouded in substantial circumstantial
so..
To bring light is a privilege you’ve exhausted
The moment you decided to frack
And you enforced it

So my friends
Do Vigil
And Be assured this is not a prima rabble
There are many fine ladies
Solidly awaiting an #AGL Dismantle..
Some would like to see a full disembowel
of
Such a filthy business cloaked in deception most foul

Vigil the gates of those that show no respect
Gather to support respectfully an #AGL abort
while The government erect the nets on the court
This will play out to a final show
So..
#AGL you just have to go.

Police at AGL protest

Police at AGL protest / photo by Jeremy Buckingham

The Mooki Yule.


Parliamentary Fossil Fools are Colossal fkd up tools
Stubborn and stupid mules
I wanna see a duel
…. on the bottom of that rich mans pool
Drown this lot in boxes filled with satin and tulle..
Bitches be like das so Gonski cool
As the bleachers fill up on the side of the Newell
The Abbott log floats down …

lol its the Mooki Yule!

IMG 7172 Cross roads at Pilliga

Images @ Eminpee Fotography

MELTING THE PELTING!


Snow cries when it chooses to melt
I cry when I miss the touches I felt
It is the cruelest blow that be dealt
Belief in the infinite before which I knelt
Happy in my own skin I’m in
My personal heartfelt pelted love belt.
Spells of the in-dweller of this mellow yellow.
The salted tears of the mothers have power
To break up those erroneous
ill gotten bonuses he applied
put there by a try hard…. unaccomplished
Divided … .destructive.
After the Life was over After the break of Hearts.
After the light stopped shining… Everything went dark!
Snow melts … it cries.. Peoples fade away.. whence they dies!

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I love to feel the face of my daughter.. Love!

Images by Eminpee Fotography

THROUGH THE TURNSTYLES ..


by M Peters.
Convolvers will be seen as non dissolvers
Patched in as loaded well weighted revolvers
Complex and guarded
Somewhat non thinking
Their minds held back
By cycling backwards in ur personal recession
Failing to pay the actors of the staged aggression

Controversially speaking
Its taking down everyone on the mission
Desiring to ignite spot fires…
with some gas like false ignition
Chariot off into the open
Stand in the light ..coping
That bright bright daylight
Understanding right
the timing of this solar lit hour
Lights blazing in on your darkness now
It’s symbolized by the bunches
The people
The ones who were your number crunchers
You left them broken and demoralized
Incised by the exercise
Avoiding a real and truthful treatise
Despised by the guise
but prized for your free inner thighs
and the way you helplessly say,
Get me Mei thai”

We all just stood motionless
It was still and hovering over the hole
The only breeze was the shake of our heads
And the trees screamed out
Learn from us – we are your meds
Don’t turn away from us
and what we said –
Why do you keep ringing on that ph
Its suss
All up,
They didn’t want to discuss much
Preferences like votes get touched up
Munched up
And you got the hide to say “whats up”
Smile! coz your the one with the bottomless evil cup
Obsessed with living in the constant fk ups
Forced and pressed by your internals
Hell your one fkd up colonel

All I can do is sigh and wonder what the hell,
and fear asking why?
The question is an answer from the necromancer
The answer is
Its always just another cancer
or an illness to pine and romance her
Integrity is our health .. it is our vital living wealth
The type of invisible divisible that cant be taken by stealth
Can’t be bought .. only taught
That is a sadness of the lazy consort
Here’s a thought
I crave to get a bowl
Have my own food
and say gosh that’s yummy
Stand alone and fill up my tummy.
hell lets make it mei thai mummy
I lift my cup to drink
to have a go, have another try
and so we sweat n sigh
As foolish does what foolish is
I learned a lot from this
some never to be dismissed miss.

THROUGH THE TURNSTYLES ...by M Peters.<br />
Convolvers will be seen as non dissolvers<br />
Patched in as loaded well weighted revolvers<br />
Complex and guarded<br />
Somewhat non thinking<br />
Their minds held back<br />
By cycling backwards in ur personal recession<br />
Failing to pay the actors of the staged aggression</p>
<p>Controversially speaking<br />
Its taking down everyone on the mission<br />
Desiring to ignite spot fires...<br />
with some gas like false ignition<br />
Chariot off into the open<br />
Stand in the light ..coping<br />
That bright bright daylight<br />
Understanding right<br />
 the timing of this solar lit hour<br />
Lights blazing in on your darkness now<br />
It's symbolized by the bunches<br />
The people<br />
The ones who were your number crunchers<br />
You left them broken and demoralized<br />
Incised by the exercise<br />
Avoiding a real and truthful treatise<br />
Despised by the guise<br />
but prized for your free inner thighs<br />
and the way you helplessly say,<br />
Get me Mei thai"</p>
<p>We all just stood motionless<br />
It was still and hovering over the hole<br />
The only breeze was the shake of our heads<br />
And the trees screamed out<br />
Learn from us - we are your meds<br />
Don't turn away from us<br />
and what we said -<br />
Why do you  keep ringing on that ph<br />
Its suss<br />
All up,<br />
They didn't want to discuss much<br />
Preferences like votes get touched up<br />
Munched up<br />
And you got the hide to say "whats up"<br />
Smile! coz your the one with the bottomless evil cup<br />
Obsessed with living in the constant fk ups<br />
Forced and pressed by your internals<br />
Hell your one fkd up colonel </p>
<p>All I can do is sigh and wonder what the hell,<br />
 and fear asking why?<br />
The question is an answer from the necromancer<br />
The answer is<br />
 Its always just another cancer<br />
or an illness to pine and romance her<br />
Integrity is our health .. it is our vital living wealth<br />
The type of invisible divisible that cant be taken by stealth<br />
Can't be bought .. only taught<br />
That is a sadness of the lazy consort<br />
Here's a thought<br />
I  crave to get a bowl<br />
Have my own food<br />
and say gosh that's yummy<br />
Stand alone and fill up my tummy.<br />
hell lets make it mei thai mummy<br />
I lift my cup to drink<br />
to have a go, have another try<br />
and so we sweat n sigh<br />
As foolish does what foolish is<br />
I learned a lot from this<br />
some never to be dismissed miss.

Ferral Low Lives


Ferral low life hunt for fun.
They scare and intimidate animals for kicks
and do this
Coz the bible says subdue the animals quick sticks
And by and by this is carried out
by so called respected people of the cities and the towns . .

There is a bloke some call a man
An unbalanced sort of chap
Banalistic and self appointed Man chap
Some sort of cryptic mystic chapel man
Coz theres that evil eye recite
Cast from the residences of the neophyte
He fell on his weapons of incredulous words
Misfired and misshapen from this out west world
I will not let up or go down
Or crown you head of any western town

Drown in the blood of your beloved
The Singular sect you recovered
I prefer to see this handled by others
Ones who see truth ..
aye
that be mothers!
And other single lovers
and all who were left uncovered

Munitions amplified and scribed
Loaded with the chemical triad
Father Son and Holy Sheep
This is the false trinity of Bo Peep
Unsalted and dried out grains
Weighed up in the premature birthing pains
of the mundane
Par for the course during Jupiter’s disdain

The Lunatic mind of chaps
Double Barrel taking up both lanes

Dilectic eccentric war games
Untouched coz their so lame
What the hell
Not in my name!

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THE ROOF OF INJUSTICE.


Got trouble with the roof over there?
I heard it fell in.
Needed ten carpenters to lift the thing
God don’t pay the fare of their empty care
I could no longer stand under it there
The roof of injustice and lies n protected shit
A blotted spot where pedophiles sit.
Proof is I met them, there inside of it
Their insurrection is a superbly fortified kit ..
Money still talks where men hold the fork.
Their talks are misleading
and . .
There’s a tendency to cause bleeding
Be careful not to be caught bleating
Now fill that receipt in
Hold up your hands and start singing!

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I WANTED IT.


I just want to be a human … I saw humans wrote poetry so I wrote too
I just wanted to be human .. I saw that humans asked questions so i did try
I just wanted to be human .. I saw humans love so my arms went up high
I just wanted to be human.. Sometimes I wonder why?

SAM 7498 - Yahoo!

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HUNTIN HUNT!


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Ashes Ashes Funk to Funky
Everyone knows Hunt needs huntin…

This is for my freaks and my peeps on the front line.
The ones holding up the colourful signs ..
Prosecuted 4 minding the gates of mines
While Hunt quotes Wikipedia lines! ..
and . . Christiana probz wants him gone….
and his gas-man jargon crime ..
Nothin more than a sell out for a song.
Who’s he kidding acting so wrong
Sinister for the Environment
…way over spent
Ministerial augmented arguments with no recompense


And you wanna tell us this is all common sense. .

Slashes to Slashes Bunk to Bunke
Everyone knows Hunt needs huntin.

This is for the grandmothers of all time,
The ones forced to live
Next to the toxic filthy mines
While Hunt lines up for a Kleins …..latest suit design
Jet-setting the world while the ground cry’s out
A minister for The sinister elite no doubt
Still flogging that dead horse throughout
This  defunct stakeout.

Can we order takeAshes too Ashes out?
An order ….A technical short order
A road map to get Hunt lost lickidy split
We sure could do with a double order of that bit

Ashes to Ashes Burn that Bunkem
We all know Hunt needs huntin.

This is for the young and the youth in our towns
Those who are helpless n down
lost in Public Relation Stations
Sitting, staring at life …just waiting..

….The ENVIRONMENT calls
We gotta be ready now to climb walls..
.and keep packed…our warmest wooly shawls
Turn the volume up Loud
Listen and don’t miss that call
The one that say’s we all going
we going over the wall
Tha’ts what will happen  . . .
when Environment calls.
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Metgasco Mammon Maggott


METGASCO is a MAMMON MAGGOTT
Come on ICAC bag and tag it
Look inside ,they degrade shit
Cast your eyes upon the lies
of the crooked white collar insider buys
Old doubting Thomas and his friend Joe,
Mates with Obedience
Water was on notice and ordered to go.
Extractin gas from coal seams
Using up Earths quotas
Ergh!!! Blow this
I desired to get inside it
I crawled like a bug minding its business
Checked out the scene and worked out
One Two One Two One Two…
We can dismiss this
Money’s a filthy seed
It leaves only a rank smell
LOL
its what I call greed.
Its the food of business parasites
They latch on to feed.
Hungry like a wolf with each filthy deed.
Hendo’s on a bendo
Got the bankers Men sent home
We caused the land to stand still
and so…
Sharpened our swords for the final kill
ICAC throw the dice more than twice
in this business sacrifice
Got a great price for a pearl
The wisdom of the delicious
Don’t even laugh or dismiss this
I gotta have some fun
Grind up the GAS DRILLERS
Tiered governments
Line the Streets with these killers
and dodgy Electricity biller’s
Drinketh your poison down
You fowl screech owl
Drink the cup you wished for us
Drink your cup of chemical pus
BOOM she BLOWS
Its none other than
THE ICAC BLUNDERBUS!!
Lol LOL LOL!!
Photo: METGASCO is a MAMMON MAGGOTT<br />
Come on ICAC bag and tag it<br />
Look inside ,they degrade shit<br />
Cast your eyes upon the lies<br />
of the crooked white collar insider buys<br />
Old doubting Thomas and his friend Joe,<br />
Mates with Obedience<br />
Water was on notice and ordered to go.<br />
Extractin gas from coal seams<br />
Using up Earths quotas<br />
 Ergh!!! Blow this<br />
I desired to get inside it<br />
I crawled like a bug minding its business<br />
Checked out the scene and worked out<br />
One Two One Two One Two...<br />
We can dismiss this<br />
Money's a filthy seed<br />
It leaves only a rank smell<br />
LOL<br />
its what I call greed.<br />
Its the food of business parasites<br />
They latch on to feed.<br />
Hungry like a wolf with each filthy deed.<br />
Hendo's on a bendo<br />
Got the bankers Men sent home<br />
We caused the land to stand still<br />
and so...<br />
Sharpened our swords for the final kill<br />
ICAC throw the dice more than twice<br />
in this business sacrifice<br />
Got a great price for a pearl<br />
The wisdom of the delicious<br />
Don't even laugh or dismiss this<br />
I gotta have some fun<br />
Grind up the GAS DRILLERS<br />
Tiered governments<br />
Line the Streets with these killers<br />
and dodgy Electricity biller's<br />
Drinketh your poison down<br />
You fowl screech owl<br />
Drink the cup you wished for us<br />
Drink your cup of chemical pus<br />
BOOM she BLOWS<br />
Its none other than<br />
THE ICAC BLUNDERBUS!!<br />
Lol LOL LOL!!
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Bitches be Like!


…Bitches be like ..
Gail and Lindsay sitting on the fence ,
Gail falls down and Lindsay hangs in suspense ..
CEO ‘Clovelly Kelly’
And her corrupt clien-tele ..
Sits on her Chair Man ‘Lindsay Here Say’ n Squeals
N when she falls —-> why’s the chair gone slippery?
Like petroleum Jelly
And why is everything so stinky and smelly?

Oh well oh well oh welly said corrupt Gail Kelly ..
Wheres my concealer ..
My overseas dealer ..
Where is he now?

Bitches be like
Well oh well oh welly,
Your cash cow went sour
With that trumped up head power
From the wespac Bank tower.

Free Helicopters copped this
They paid for her Optus
And all we got was
WHAT MISS?
I said, well oh well oh welly,
I gotta chop this…
Coz I lost this
In the dismiss at Christmas..
Go west young man go West Packs a punch
with her and her free lunch bunch
‘o weird khunts!
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Gasong Gentley


I met a man upon the bridge
his name was Gasong Gently ..
He said …
and you must be on route
to Bentley ..
Already been I said and evidently
the police will arrive Monday potentially.
We all just gotta get there see.
So we hooked up on Frackbook on the spot ..
Said joining forces is about all we got…
He snapped off a pic of the signs held high
and we both shook our heads grappling with WHY?
Fellow recyclers he makes sound ..
I lay on mine….. on the ground..
The stars work miracles
Yes .. that is the truth
Its the sound of love on the ground
The truth of life is what we found..
Manifesting love and Bentley Bound.

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Life’s Kiln . . .


IMG 8057Black Monday at Glenugie

Written 2nd May 2014


Who is that flitchin at the bitchin in hells kitchen?
Who is that there? ….
Camped on the abrupt?
Show us a fluid druid.
Stand up transcend, just do it.

Geometries are seeking intriguing vortices of relief
Like gold dripping from a eucalyptus leaf

Substances imply stances under stances
People are struggling to understand this
When every day it seems like it was planned to assist this

While they were twitchin in hells kitchen
Planning illicit counterfeiting
Countersinking gas holes his only mission
We watched in vain and saw the words he was thinkin

Your Magnetic shows up your pathetic
and we are sick
from hearing your bullshit rhetoric.
all comprehension should be mentioned.
and your land-leases that were sanctioned
and all those dairies that were auctioned
Did you you forget this?
We won’t dismiss such a juicy premiss

Geometries are standing strong alone
Feelin closer to home
Glad to feel liquid gold
the sunshine of olde
It’s strength alone, tall and divine.
There’s room left at the Inn of time
For any fake or twisted signs.
All Dead wood destined for funeral fires.
A system gone
Smoke pours from the pyres
Puff Daddy I said
and applied this
Life’s KiLn of fully Fired bliss.

 

“The Garden Section”


IMG 7511 If I stretch

I DUG around
and I found that when one DOUG DUG A HOLE… ”
LoL –  it left the shovel,
So. . . . .  I picked up the shovel
and I planted it in the garden section of his head.

It was open and blooming red.
A cup of clarification is immediate exaltation
when you understand
and demand his fking contraband,
He ain’t 3D smart,
not even at all in one single part.
I left that tool standing,
frightened of a mother like no other.
His head was flattened like my doona cover

. . . . and then I cried.

Coz all the times these sic fks tried our spirits hurt,
and some died.
Defiled from the inside out,
derailed by thugs pretending to care,
holding up rugs and free tickets in the air …
The picket to earn illicit child lovers to substance use and bodily abuse.
You choose.. you lose ..
I chose the thorniest rose to plant in the hole..
In the garden section of that doug’s head.

 

EXPLANATION : Yesterday a 26 year old male was charged with the rape and murder of his 2 year old step child.  This was local.  This hurt.  I have been touched by abuse in many ways in my life and I have no time for pedophiles and I have nothing in my heart for them.  I desire that children are never hurt like this ever.

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“RESIDENT RESONANCE”


by M. Peters  28 April 2014

‘Yoway …. Puttin the sounds down …
Down into the earths resonant places Of understanding and love,
Down to protect and down to effect the elect.
Those that seek to dissect and slice paradise ..
These are not men… these are not nice mice,
Main-gee lice on humanities subsistence.
Traitors and sell outs enlisted them,
Insisted we trust in them.
Unhinged in the brain stem,
Some misfits trusted them,
Lusted after their polluted Khem.
I can only cry now While others try.
Mabes compose just another meme,
One that finally exposes them,
And shows them
The Earths resonant places of Understanding and Love …

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Bunjalung Elder Uncle Lew just finished playing the yidake at Bentley NSW

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The Bentley Star


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I would like to reach out
just catch a star
and 

fly high and so so far
Just reaching out hanging on the coat-tails of a star.
Astarte!
Yep! its a start hey…
Let me see Stellar
Let me tell her….
Her mountains reach up like arms to heaven
Taking the cup from those that gave them
Releasing waves of love
Crashing the shores of our hearts
Touching the distance and dragging it closer
Pulling us in tight
inside of that Formosan light
The filament of sacrament was never extinguished
Relinquished or vanquished..
That light was bent see
WOW! its turned up at Bentley!
I went see and I know
That the guardian watchers grow
In number and height
Such it was simply because love is colourful and bright
and
While I sail on beams across the sky ..
I long for the time when once again we all will fly.

Thats Dedication


I dedicate to meditate to levitate my magnetite
and illuminate my inner sight
and direct me to the correct healing light.

Initiated into honesty by ceremony
and privileged
sitting high on the rock ledge of life,
naught on this planet responds favorably to abuse…
If I neglect my mind,
I neglect my ability to unwind kind.

IMG 9973.1 Uluru Dreaming 2012

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FOREN SICK!


Because of the chooks and the feeling I get… today I woke very early and wrote this for the world

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There is this empty entity that surely should be sedentary
The name Leslie … John
Its a story of a drunken run
and how he has no remorse for what he and others done
This is for him and the other two
That makes three
This axiom is for thee
I know the evil you all committed see
We all know
Yep it cost our prettiest  penny
You killed our precious TEXSY

The Spirit cannot lie
Manifesting inside of you
Is an illness of hell
Until you die and well after
It’ll make you beg for death
Make you beg for your very breath
ETERNITY will not even make you free
Coz we all know the truth
we see
You relied on the weak FOREN SIC
We rely on a bigger universal click
Karmas undying desire to tightly stick
Piece the hearts of all of you pricks!

Polarize and Galvinize


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IMG 6579, a photo by Eminpee Fotography on Flickr.

“Polarize and galvanize
Make no treatise with any government spies..
Any mouth that lies…
Instead …
Gaze outward to the skies ..
Realize …
these are the true
and genuine highs.”

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We are Moths and our Land is the Light.


We are moths and our land is the light
ENTER WITH CAUTION,
You are CEO’s in charge of EXTORTION,
Affecting our PLANETARY PORTIONS
Gauged with UNSANITARY FUNDS
Actions with factions and re-runs
PROTECT all…. in the face of the ABJECT
We master friendship
and TRANSCEND the COMPANY worship

IMG 2013  In a Puddle by Eminpee Fotography

Materialize the Promulgation
Realize this
to help our NATION and what its facing
Note now the Cathode Pole of our souls
Clearly bright and layered in the folds
Living highly ..
I truly understand this emptiness
in the wealthiest bowls
No colour, no light.
No vision, no sight.
I wake up in a sweat and want to fight
.. its all about Gas n Coals..
The movement swells with company moles
Plods for greed monger assholes

IMG 2013  In a Puddle by Eminpee Fotography

ALL in ALL ..
I desire it to fall,
I desire to run it ragged
Run it dry until they all beg
Run them far  into the ground
Grind these bones against the sacred STONES
Evolve the solvent
Master the recipes
Make them LAMENT
And, make them pay a HIGHER RENT.

IMG 2013  In a Puddle by Eminpee Fotography

Physically we can effect this musically
Hit a NOTE … hit it hard
you’re effecting it SPIRIT-WARD
Process this messed up quest
Access this false dominance
Sit alone with trees and living plants
CREATE this

IMG 2013  In a Puddle by Eminpee Fotography

Stand fast .. stand TALL
Quell every CORPORATE Reason..
There is never a SEASON for TREASON
And, according to me you are incarcerated see
Hanging foul in your cold houses
Stored like last years rotten fruit
betrothed to your equally greedy Spouses
Descending with unending condescending
That’ll do it.
Ending in a state and in a condition
We’re Defending our mates using a higher cognition
We undertake and occupy our planets mission.

IMG 2013  In a Puddle by Eminpee Fotography

We partake what we make
It is effective and immediate
Un CLASSIFIED phenomenal people who mediate
We understand
We know the fight
We are but MOTHS
And our LAND is the LIGHT!

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The CSG Whores moan.


Hands off the HORMONES
coz you know dam well the truth … \
So mote it be
your bonez become powder
and your pearly whites dissipate
into crumble chowder…
SPEAK LOUD
SPEAK IT LOUDER
five ten fifteen twenty twenty five thirty
another one gone each hour
My minds got the fracturing industry held tight by the hinges
Hang on tight,
choke it,
poke it …
man light a smoke on it..
This is like a leverage beverage,
so drink up
and
Remember to see the AUSSIE MODALITY
Become a GAS COMPANY #1 FINANCIAL FATALITY..
Don’t lay there tranquilized
Visualize
Realize
Exercise your power
Speak over this $2 dollar shop mining
Aussie style
Make it doggie style
bring the corporations through OUR Turn-styles of integrity..
left alone with their toxic drilling mud
left alone to cry tears made up of all our BLOOD..
Feel no remorse
.. they were never our mates
Using up the Aussie police force
Gives Australia zero recourse
Lets sing and cheer and dance of course
Lets will this to be
CSG with Australia
DIVORCED n Free
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Got me a Tin Doll.


POETRY at FORTY PACES!!! (4:20am SPACES)
IMG 3586 The Yellow and Black Bootee

Got me a Tin Hat for a Tin Doll…
The very boring and unimaginative basic Tin Doll..
Resurrected from what ever is left.

We jest at the festive yellow breast,
and the letter that was left ..
Tickled by your boa of excess

Your excitement shows
Frolicking in the cesspit
Its split  as you spit
Cashing in on highs and lows

Skin weathered leather
Attached to a cosmic feather
Adjust that scale … and where is that heart?

The Yellow-cake chemical heart
It hasn’t beaten
not from the start

Left high and dry and patched in
Patched up…. THATCHERED UP
n’ Left at # 10

Return to SENDER
Minus the Pliny Whiny sendoffs
Its the TIN DOLL LOL

Painfully fashioned
With loads of leather lashing
bite down on that for your constant knashing
What is it you seek?
Is it a higher seat for a sheik
The sheik of Boggy Creek?

M Peters 2o13

I Love my Home – PLANET EARTH


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… All of the principals and substances that science works with are all BEINGS..
every unit of existence is LIFE …
where ever there is life the eternal is breaking through the temporal.
Everything is alive…..
when we come to this realization ..
it changes us and we begin to really see and we feel the presence,
there is nothing that does not have destiny.
It is not all about us because we are just a tiny part of it.
We must take care of all LIVING ENTITIES
not just some here and there..
ALL OF THIS
(Csg FREE PLANET EARTH)

Wake up Tony


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Wake up Tony by David Lowe

Wake up Tony … Sounds like the WIGGLES next big hit!
so yessum ..
he wanted the job, so it is :

ABBOTT’S GREATEST FK UP
WAKE UP TONY,
TONY the PHONEY
ERRONEOUS TONEOUS MAXIMUS
ABBOTTS RABBID HABITS
A.B.BOTT ..
RID YOUR COUNTRY of BOTTS
A.B.BOTT=SPYBOTTS
Anthony Big Shot BOTT
TONY is PRIME 2 be CUT
TONY’s SUBLIME PRIME CRIME
Head of the SINISTER MINISTERS
ABBOTT PROOF FENCE
ABBOTT PROOF DEFENSE
A Bott is no better than 2 botts
Tony Bott Bott baby
TONY NAB IT
TONY GRAB IT
PHONEY HABIT
WONT HE HAVE IT

NAH HE WENT TO GROUND AND HID!

Face Off!


by Mary – Ellen

IMG 3555 Funnel CloudFace off with all the lace off
Still trying to fight this inside you,
Still tying to figure out  life
Like its new
Take a step and wait for the answers
Find a terrific Earth Rep
Unafraid of their stances
Unafraid of the full on backward glances

IMG 3580 Fabulous Clouds
Polished, and on parade
Shiny like a big ol’ fire brigade
Red and Blazing
Ready for all the ways in
Looking for the doors
To lock out the P.O.R.S.*
LOCK OUT THE FATE
Of greedy ENERGY WHORES!

Glenugie Blockade

So now it’s on
On every plate
An its registered mate
This is so not cool ..
Nothing is worth your poisonous drool
Your nasty criminal nerds
Stole syntax,
You mixed our words
ENERGY is now a dirty word
Resource is a lie
There is no returning mine source in the sky
Preciousness  repressed
And it is my educated guess
You expected no less
My plan is to take this mess
Re address this
Amass this Gas Madness
The sink is shipping
And the bolt has horsed
Back the front is your vile discourse.
I want out
I want a divorce
I am nothing under your guise
And  the filthy economic lies.

*P.O.R.S. =  Public Order and Riot Squad

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The Nana Sting


IMG 6884 The Knitting Nannas~ by Mary-Ellen Peters ~ 2013

TRAIN TRIPPING . .
Coffee sipping..
Oil tipping
Ladies Sitting
Needles Knitting..
Hard Hitting..
Very Fitting
SHALE And OIL GAS EXTRACTING —> we’re NOT QUITTING.
No Csg is what we’ll sing
Because,
We think of everything
We dance with Angels on the wing
and care about the fingerlings
If you wanna join in and help this sting.
Grab some yarn and give us a ring!
Take a seat
Knit against illicit mining.
Knot the Gate before its too late.

My Lamps!


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By Mary-Ellen Peters 2013

Using my lamp to re ignite the lesser lamps,
This will always be  a labor of love..
“LET NOT THE FLAME DIE OUT”
Fed by the pure ministries of love
“Let not the flame die out!”
This is the truth!
This is the real!
Passing it on to those ready to receive the meal!
Are your ears open?
Are your cells ready to sing
Smile sweetly, hope and rest while hoping
Gaze not on those men that are infantile!
Watch the heathen dashing here and dashing there ….
Rest . . . and simply possess this fare.
Countless are the doors and spaces,
Endless are the axioms
And endless are the precepts and cases
Beholden to us, the resonating peeps.
Scorned by many but loved by just enough ..
A revered challenge  taken off the cuff
When searching for the healing light gets tough!….
Following the teachings
we see these things
“Milk for Babes and Meat for strong Men”.
Trust in this understanding
Its hard to find!
Read,
and re read
This will make your eyes un-blind.

What do you think?


Mezza:

I am glad the Mr Rudd is in and Ms Gillard is ousted and that Abbott didn’t even get a look in.

Originally posted on Café Whispers:

Now and again a blogger will make a comment that could easily be a post on its own. It’s the type of comment that could attract a response or a discussion in its own right. I believe that Fed up has provided us with one such example and I take the liberty of reproducing it here. Fed up, for a bit of background, is not a big fan of Kevin Rudd and was not happy about the circumstances surrounding his re-elevation as Prime Minister, but through it all has not had her logic dessert her.

Read what she had to say:

The fact that Rudd now has chance of winning, is not due to any greatness on his part. It will be due to a weak Abbott.

Abbott, from day one believed that he needed no policies. All he had to do was attack Gillard, not Labor, and he…

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Black and White Photo Challenge: Neighborhood

Azure Blue and Brown


What hand is playing this piano, the left or the right?
The tasks are sometimes insurmountable.
When things transcend down to this other place..
Magically I find something to smile about,
Living by Urunga south of the mouth

 


Some words – “divine” or perhaps just ‘fine’
there’s a few applicable to the description I find.
“Frightening is my feeling
I’m left clinging to this stationary site
The horrid lightening is about
and I am holding tight like a crag on a rock.
Enduring this
and waiting for the inner pain to pass

I hear the smashing of the past
its like a wild storm in the summer from the mast.
From there …
I hail to a trolley of waiting love as it passes by in the sweet rain”.
Lifting my hand to summon their gazes..
I see the fleeting glimpses
and know instantly I did this.
The azure blue of eyes that will never be looked into again
and the darkness deep in the other four I won’t see anymore.

A heart forsaken for what is left, cut to pieces and set adrift.
Each and every shift line and daisy chain
left disintegrating in the rain.
Drenched in useless disdain and hearing her sobs for hours . .
building silly sandcastles and wet sand towers.
Holding bunches of flowers she cowers
and wanders away . . .
her head down at the ending of another day
Her heart is broken into four equal infarct parts
and the life it once held departs!

Holding up the scarified mess…
the universe does a snappy redress
and in a moment an opening appears
and the tears turn into diamonds on the ground …
falling everywhere they make such a tinkling sound
as the piles gets high and makes a mound.
The heart holds the love that others tried to drown.

The sacrifice was offered up…..
lifted high was the half empty cup of drunken delight
left behind for the ones who obscenely create the fight.
Open the window of delight
and let the wind pour breath into it …
This makes it live and fixes it!
Now just sit. and sit and sit …
Wait until you hear it.

Black and White Photo Challenge: Nature


When trying to convey the depth of feeling in an image it is hard to go past using monochrome to do this.  This cuts out the over busyness that colour projects.

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Palm Tree like a shower from Nature

I went out and purposely looked for these images to take in black and white  because I love the Black and White Photography Challenge.  This week on Nature.

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Palm in Urunga

I actually have a blog of monochrome images and its called Bourbon Girl Images if you ever want to go there and have a look at some of my other images.

I actually love blogging and love it when I get time to do this.  Hope everyone enjoys these two images for today for the Black and White Photography Challenge.

Images @ Eminpee Fotography

Black and White Photo Challenge: Nature


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Large driftwood on the beach at Hungry Head

These two images are by far one of my favorite images of Black and White and Nature, it involves the beach in both.  Being one of my favorite places, I am pleased to bring these to the day for our enjoyment and pleasure

The contrast is high on this next image to accentuate the reflection and to show as above so below the principal of nature.  I love this image for this.

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Lonely tree on the river and its reflection in the water.

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Black and White Photo Challenge: Nature


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Pointing out the Point

Being a child from the sixties, I have a homesick love Monochrome images.   Looking at these remind me of much and  I am back  at home in my imagination.
When I had my first child I assumed a no color rule.   I was hard line,  only  desiring Black and White photographs of the birthing.  Colobwphotochallenge-logo-sidebar-snr was just not required here for some obvious reasons.    I was adamant we could capture the emotion that appears at birth and that which is  lost at times with the over all business of color.
I loved all of my birth images and my son Jesse just moments after he arrived in the world.  So photographic,  all covered in wax for his protection.  I do understand the principal Sonel spoke of on her page:  “More obvious when there is no color present”.

This is a new challenge and here is the link for the details to make you own way through the challenge and display the delights of Monochrome from far away and at home.

http://sonelcorner.wordpress.com/2013/06/18/black-and-white-photo-challenge-nature/

Images @ Eminpee Fotography

“THIS IS THE FIRM – THE STANCE -


“THIS IS THE FIRM – THE STANCE – THE STEADFAST DANCE”
My mental progeny
are working over time this morning see!
Creativity gives me a form of levity
to generate a new outlook and a new state,
becoming this..
I am running this..
dismiss the principals of insignificance..
The jealous stance ..
The minds and wills and their mental rants …
Better to make a stronger stance,
dominate the mind of the masses,
those sheep like classes,
the weak ones stumbling with vintner glasses,
skipping over frozen grass and landing smack bang back in the past.
Various vicariousness is just leaving an even bigger mess
and this inclines others to whine and destroy this
I can rise above this now,
understand the true transmutable power anew.
No longer does this being sit and just admire the beautiful view
There is much adieu
Coz whence we look up from our disgrace ..
and Lift their gaze
Mastery is found in simply talking to a tree,
Standing barefoot next to the icy sea
gaining understanding
Low conditioning steals EVERYTHING!
This is the wise man and the blind slave!…

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