Human Technology Instructions: The Laboratory of LOVE


Originally posted on THE YIN FACTOR:

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Ether is the primary and most subtly pervasive manifestation of the Divine substance. Out of it unfolds, in the evolution of the Universe, all other elements, Air, Fire, Water and Earth. Together, therefore, Sound and Ether signify the first, truth-pregnant moment of creation, the productive energy of the Absolute, in its pristine, cosmogenetic strength.

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It is necessary to remove all obstacles for this kind of regeneration of the worlds. For there will be many that arise for the occasion. Solid and true in their validity. The Gods knew this was an important step in containing and maintaining the truth of Creation.

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Once apon a time….

The gods, under the leadership of Brahma, had taken refuge in Vishnu and Shiva. They had described the case of the victorious demon and implored the assistance of the twofold All Highest. Vishnu and Shiva swelled their wrath. The other divinities also, swelling with…

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Eternal Heart Lines!


“Heart lines have been assessed and its been decided there will be no more redress or time to confess.. its best the tares become Atum guests because it’s clear while they were here they were spiritless and they hid from Hieros Gamos.”

“They’re lost as they wander the forty acre lot unable to continue to plot  how to blot our children’s inheritance, Ill gotten gain is not forgotten because their inner core is dead and rotting,  We remember everything.”

“And this is what we bring and its what we have always brought to the table of lands where we sing and bear the sacred circle golden ring that is not broken but is duly encompassed in everything”.

“North South East and West the four corners reunite into the ultimate blessedness, the breakfast  is served in readiness for the outpouring of Godliness, untying of the tresses in waiting for the divine caresses waiting just for us.”

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~EMERGENCE~


I am amazed it was 19 years ago…
Time flies with such strong wings
It rises on the up-drafts of love
Antiquated dimensions form life
and added are the Vulnerable intentions to flee strife

Original, its an efficient lament
This love is omnipresent
It never dissipates
It cannot fade to grey
It is fabled to go for eternity
and one more extra day

That Quickening was inside
Memories of this still fresh and alive
It formed a light to open my mind
It broke through to birth pure love!
Welcome my child
WELCOME out of  this Earth!

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DIVINITY KNOWS


Evolution impulses
Evolution motions
Evolution moves towards unity
Illusion separates
Illusion can’t improve
Illusion is artificial
Understanding is an investment
Understanding the crystallization
Understanding the powers and conditions
Living in the equilibrium
Living Man mortally creates his heaven and his hell
Living towards Nirvanic release
Living for a Karmic consequence.
And ….
being one with Divine providence.

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Women Within Traditional Aussie Culture


La Mezz:

I love Jan Hawkins stories .. hopefully you will too and purchase to read.. a treat indeed.

Originally posted on Jan Hawkins Author:

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I’m working on a novel at the moment as I do in our travels and one of the best thing I find about travelling my country are the experiences you have, the knowledge and the memories you gain which all become part of the story within my writing. The book I am working on presently is the third book in the Spirit Children Series and having very much enjoyed the process of the storyline in previous books, this third novel offers a number of enjoyable challenges as the characters follow in the wake of our own travels. The story is that of an ancient Lore and its survival in a contemporary world.

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…BLINKING SPARKLES…


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The waters were still and deep
and in the darkness it was clear
the air was Crisp
the air was always fair
One approached the waters edge
she could see a reflection there

a bright and burning star
blinking sparkles from afar

Other mothers stood still and motionless

Dust rising up now around their feet
Life had made them Warm and dry
They were a place
You could climb up high
maybe take a seat
follow the blinking sparkles
while you eat

Quietly as the darkness filled every corner
A tiny woman scampered under bushes
Against normal odds she pushes
Talking to A Rock Wallaby
He tells her stories and says follow me
Looking up he whispered to her
to follow the blinking sparkles
He was there to protect and warn her.
help her make the right decisions
when the Blinking sparkles adorn her.

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Try to Understand!


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Try to understand the land didn’t disband
Try to see the trees in me
Try to hear the unknown sounds
These winds of change are bringing to thee

The Earth is a beast .. living breathing
Growin’ ferns and people N other living things
Naturally invested its best left hid
Try to see it as our forefathers did.

Existing in the in-fi-nite
The Sun is more than just a light
The State of us… the borders it pierces
I want you all to know and hear this.

Try to Understand life in the generations
Try to hear the laughter of past relations
Try …. observe..
our nation has been switched over to soft serve!

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A Beautiful Ratio


La Mezz:

Leonardo Da Vinci clearly shows the twin souls by employing the technique of using both the male and female faces in his divine man sketches.

Originally posted on UnInnumerate:

Let’s assume that just like we have the amazing trait of judging people based on their actions, we can also calculate (judge) the various proportions of different structures, art forms, object in nature, and practicaclly anything and everything that we see around us. Similar to our ability to judge people and prefer certain good qualities over other bad qualities, we would also, as per our assumption, prefer certain proportions over others. That preferred proportion is the Divine Proportion (or the Golden Ratio) and is also represented by the Greek alphabet Phi, φ . It is an irrational number equivalent to 1.61803399………

Under this assumption, if we were to look at some of the famous architectural structures around the world like the Taj Mahal in India, the Great Pyramids of Giza, the Parthenon in Athens, the Notre Dam in Paris, the United Nations Secretariat Building and the CN Tower in Toronto…

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This is so whack man .. its Frackman and Jackman!


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I’m wide awake.. so what is it going to take?
I gotta say Hugh’s on the lips of a few…
and Dayne’s on all the others, true!
They look so similar .. it can’t be a mistake
So lets blow this popsicle stand standing undermanned,
A country in serious demand for more true people,
those who wont swallow this guile the establishment planned.
Frackman N Jackman take the stages
and take away the front pages from Abbott
the Hated of Ages…

I’m wide awake ..
I think these two know what it will take
and they know the reasons why
For all of our sakes..
People violated environment annihilated
while so many just sat and waited..

I’m wide awake that’s no mistake
The Frackmans goin crazy .. screen after screen
Frackmans not lazy not givin up on you and me
not till they all see
the dirty truth on #Csg and set the land back free
JAckman goin off on #WA150
Trying to make Australia see
Babies crying see
Mummas dying they’re not free
JACKMAN MEETS FRACKMAN Setting us free
With pure information see.

Are you wide awake?
The governments have clearly been on the take
In our faces they flaunt their Lifestylez
AND steal the culture that holds us together
The land and the people need together forever
This understanding has to be understood by each other
This is the only way any of us will make it
….or recover.

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at FRACKMAN THE MOVIE – BELLINGEN NSW

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So what can we do Hugh?


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Well Hugh…. What can we do?
First and foremost?
I’m not good with armies… or tsunamis,
But we can no longer take the palm kiss
And people can no longer dismiss this
Like its last Christmas..
Coz media didn’t blitz this.
Told instead to miss this.
The country is the people intrinsic
And the happiness of both makes it all tick.
Government policy denies spiritual ties
Caring only for that mining prize…
It’s all of this shit i despise.
The lies,
The economic lines
And the ladies come ladies go revolving door of government to CEO big show
Goin toe to toe and they say they don’t know?
So what can we do Hugh…
I know you say I support You!
but tell us man is there anything any of us can do?
Ideas and the UN are needed here to come through..
Abbott’s on notice so is there people you know who can get this message through?
I thought about it Hugh
‘N it’s all that is left for us to do..
A big world is waiting … What more can we do?

Ladies No Sir’s.


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Set aside … set apart .. or left behind and all but forgotten,  like cottontails that covered tails, the cotton is GMO rotten.

Symbolic to frolic for the deft alcoholic, but deathly horrid and chaotic for some of us who got the flick. Quick with the political but docile with the mathematical grammatical flick, and sick with the momentary dromedary humdinger click ..
Camels with humps do very large dumps and some say it knits with the most desirable Frumps,

Frump Frump Frump on the rump of the hump of the ding that drinks like the fishes and sings, like birds that dip out like the herd that clips in the ‘Clipsal Salvia’ to salvage a third which was the metal of the surge .. The kettle of dead fish cooked and purged and settled into that dish of hers…..

Ladies No Sirs .. women concurred that this is better kept from her,  and her imaginative Fleur .. ..  a flower of lace that can be traced back to the ages of grace……   back before it was hit with the pointy needle of Thrace feeling the heavy handled mace.. it was pummeled to a Frommage I could taste…. and not a drop of it could be left to go to waste, it was chaste, so it was chased down.. all the way to the bottom,  where it stopped and looked up to see that this is seriously ill gotten see..

Creation gone rotten like a sword wielded to kill off, And Justin in time she fielded the catch of the century,  a match that was meant to be … the latch was left open, coz hoping is free, and the gold that’s left….  It’s inside you and me.

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BBC HANDED EXPLOSIVE EVIDENCE OF MASSIVE CORRUPTION THAT COULD TOPPLE THE BRITISH ESTABLISHMENT!


Originally posted on 2012: What's the 'real' truth?:

BY TOM STEELE
SOURCE
5TH MARCH 2015
Thanks to B. 

Gordon Bowden is an ex RAF officer who has spent the last 13 years uncovering detailed and forensic evidence of massive corruption within the British establishment that involves Lords, Politicians and the Monarchy.

The evidence that he is witnessed and recorded handing into the BBC to do their own full investigation, is set to reveal the biggest political corruption scandal in British history, that included the setup of a colossal 250,000 “shell virtual oil and gas companies” registered from a few house addresses in Finchley Rd London, and linked to the most prominent people at the core of the British establishment. These companies were deliberately set up to steal and rob BILLIONS UPON BILLIONS of pounds from the public and asset strip the whole country!

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The BBC must investigate this as they cannot have plausible deniability now they have…

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


La Mezz:

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.

Originally posted on 2012: What's the 'real' truth?:

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

Source: www.in5d.com
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“.

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“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


Originally posted on Disabled Access Denied !:

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


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“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.

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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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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
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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

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“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.

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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

IMG 9907 No Csg Sign

“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.

IMG 9901 Much Security about

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

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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!

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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.

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!

IMG 8917.1 At the Rocky River

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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!

IMG 0851  Anglican Urunga

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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
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!!
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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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SAVING THE NORTH WEST OF NSW – AUSTRALIA

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

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

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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

Images @ Eminpee Fotography

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.

Furniture Created in Sand

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?


La Mezz:

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


IMG 5234 Monochrome Wooden Peice

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.

Images @ Eminpee Fotography Flickr

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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B.T.E.X.


BTEX INFECTS —. GETS INSIDE OF INSECTS
Chokes everything by the NEcK
till is totally Fecked
and the soil is all wrecked..
This is such an evil tech
nothing kept clean and in check
Who are these political elect
Sippin wine on their back deck
while real people are crippled
your wealth is tripled
and I don’t want the world to go down
Our cities are built on the country town

The battler is standing tall now
That will rattle  their halls of power
Was it worth it —>
that compromise hit
Your dreams are screaming
from all those mad treks
studying wrong and right…
selling out at midnight
Bulldozin the old Cobb n Co light
WHAT the FRACK Is GOinG ON ? ?
What the hell is going wrong
what the jimmy blazes is that stinking filthy pong

The people are being shot at
GOT AT
and they drove over the dropped hats
The Mining company got that
We sat and we will sit again
take the filths pain
Sitting fair in their main frame
Fair game…  its a lame lame shame

this filthy arsed mining game.

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Jesus healed using cannabis, study shows


Originally posted on Patients for Medical Cannabis:

Editor’s note: To some, this information will seem blasphemous. Please note that Cannabis is an ancient herbal remedy and has only recently been considered a street drug. Cannabis was included in the US Pharmacopoeia until 1942, . We are not saying Jesus depended on herbs to heal, but the facts seem to show that He did indeed utilize them.

Updated 01.18.10
Jesus was almost certainly a cannabis user and an early proponent of the medicinal properties of the drug, according to a study of scriptural texts published [in 2003].

The study suggests that Jesus and his disciples used the drug to carry out miraculous healings. The anointing oil used by Jesus and his disciples contained an ingredient called kaneh-bosem which has since been identified as cannabis extract, according to an article by Chris Bennett [reprinted here].

The incense used by Jesus in ceremonies also contained a cannabis extract…

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Equasions work out!


We are in the indispensable indefensible mathematical division ..
The section of the science of exactitude’s
and universal mute moods,
grouped with accidental individuals who exist and eat
and think this is some kind of mean feat.
Trussed in the wolfs loathing ..
I trust you will be lost in that posting
and left behind like a bee sting
alone and barely breathing
dust in your eyes so you cant see things..
ALLAH ACKBAR The Afghan woman dances
She prances the happy dances on your dusty filthy pants …
she alone summons loudly she talks to ants
all of those that are adamant and consciously clean.
She summons the spirits of Byzantine.
They come speedily and survey this horror scene.
Spiritus time is here as we lift that jug into the air
this is a sign… a post that was taken.
This is so like all of those blokes camo’ed an fakin
Drawing a cheque with with its balance forsaken
Holding a weapon of distraction seeking friends who can frack some
Its synonymous with the obvious lack of dental floss… Messy and filthy
You will find the accountant accounting
Your actions are mounting
caught using Weaker things
and you saw the underlings as the dirty fighters fingerlings.

Hear these words
coz that’s what I hear
when I see things in those other dimensions.
feeling inside of natures intentions
She mentions this
she said she is fully pissd
upset she had to move up ten fretts
Gonna quake the ache
get into your kit coz she has planned some serious shit
Take a hit… yep fall a bit…. eat the dust of
the words that killed it.
Hear it screaming all the way to that really shrill bit
high and full of might
Just as I get to see your eyes have died
in fright .. ..
set alight
they take flight on your satellite of anger
Feel the thirst of the English curse
your personal full crum
Left alone you bleed
Its the end of the line, Its the end of your seed.
The mathematical equivalence of zero
ending your narcissism with jackie chan precision.
As-salam alaykum

Via Flickr:
The number three is a significant number / in this fight against Csg, it has brought three differering groups together as a combined one. The Eco Warrior… The Indigenous Man … The Farmer…

Weekly Photo Challenge ~ “UP” ~


Up up and away with ….. yes once there was a company called TAA in Australia and they even had a children’s show on television in the 1960’s.
However this image has nothing to do with Planes.  I was in a beautiful part of eastern Australia recently standing on the edge of a waterfall that was dry at the time and I was looking back up  the river.  It was exquisite.  I felt very blessed to be standing where I was standing.

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Up the Georges River near Wingham NSW

IMG 9946I was Up and they were down..  and it was a long way down to the bottom over that edge.   We were on the edge of an extinct volcano in the Gloucester region of NSW  and we were high up in the rim here.  Wonderful country.

Images @ Melonpopzdropz Flickr

NO FEAR . . He is Friendly.


NO FEAR . .   He is Friendly.

I don’t feel afraid of you! You however should be afraid of humans. Humanity has forgotten largely about all of the other beings here. They dig up the ground, pollute the water and the air and the soil and give no thought to any other thing besides money. This is humanity in 2013. Greedy, Selfish and uncaring. Welcome to our world.

Weekly Photo Challenge ~ Change ~


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Buds change to Flowers, and I hope they keep flowering up to Mothers Day which is not far off.  These are what is known as mothers Day flowers / chrysanthemums.   I was given a cutting by a friend and they are all doing very well now and I could plant Urunga out in these flowers.

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Images @ Melonpopzdropz Flickr

CSG FEE


Methane Gas makes em cash
Makes us targets For the rash
Methane Gas got companies
There’s a million N one of these!
METGASCO mates Overseas
Share prices down All over town
Energy giants shrinking
CEOs are stinking
Too much twisted thinking
Along with Drill bitz sinking
Glenugie released a gas boogie trance dance
Stops the movement of their gear.
Lock it up, make it stay Here.
So Doubtful Creek Don’t spring a leak!
For this we continue to dance and speak.
NO CSG / no Fracking Fee
Leave us now
1 .. 2 .. 3 –
AUSTRALIA…We will stop them
You Just wait n see! ♥

Weekly Photo Challenge ~ Futuristic ~


I don’t see much futuristic type stuff where I live in quiet Urunga.   I do see dawns that blow my mind and this dawn shot was like a shot out of a future time when the earth could be erupting.

Therefore this image is definitely futuristic to me. It was a massive morning.

IMG 9417 Autumn Equinox

Images @ Melonpopzdropz Flickr

Weekly Photo Challenge ~ Lunchtime ~

DRILLING SO n SO’s


Australian Securities Exchange

Australian Securities Exchange (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

THE METGASCO FIASCO and all the other DRILLING SO n SOs ..
Take our hits and remember our blows..
this isn’t a Wind in the Willows
This is gonna take your job from the DRILL HOSE …
See how that goes.
With some low blows
To the ASX we froze..
WHOA … hows that baby ..
We got you right on the nose!
So on the nose you’re rank with ya poison water tank..
When you’s are broke and on the street
Look back and you will know it was us…. Sweet!
IMG 6975 LTG President Drew with GLENUGIE Guardians

See mummy and mee


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I never ever had a mother to love…

Dunno what its like..

Sometimes I sit on the toilet to pee

and wonder

how did I learn to do all of this

with no MUMMEE!

How did I learn to pee..

How did I get to see…

and how the hell do I know who is me.

I don’t always feel free

I feel like they stole so much of me..

I want to feel like the others, see..

I just always wondered how it would be.

I never had a Mumma to love me

and so I often wonder just how that would be.

I sit on the toilet and think …

how did I learn to pee

and how the hell did I even grow enough to be this me.

I just wondered what it would be like

..for me..

I wonder if that would give a person the feeling of being free.

See…

I think I am a coconut …

I just fell out of a tree and hit the ground and stuff.

Life has been hard …

hitting the ground I whispard ..

Mummy come back

I didn’t mean art!

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Seismic Excise


Juggies go home
That’s the call of this Seismic excise
its an exercise without a book
have a good long look.
I get a rise and its not the sun..
I think that Metgasco is jumpin the gun
whoa  A oh
No fun left under my sun

MetGasCo gate & signs

MetGasCo gate & signs (Photo credit: Jeremy Buckingham MLC)

Get that Metgasco fiasco drum

Belt it out
Coz I already felt it out
and man its time to scream n shout :
Stop Fracking my heart about
My angst is up and in abound and I’m fairly sure
you lot are gonna get crowned
By the land you walk on’
It is waiting to take you DOWN .. down down way underground
Whoa A oh!
No fun left under my sun
Get that Metgasco fiasco drum
Belt it out
Scream n shout
Tell these fks to get the fk out!!!!!
Recently I snapped my friend River at the ROCK THE GATE event in Bellingen NSW .. we appose this type of violence against the mother earth.

Weekly Photo Challenge – Geometric


I have been very busy and I have come to the challenge today and it is Geometric.  I am a utopian and I am always looking for the sacred geometry of life,  the signatures of which leave the  message for use.  Geometrically speaking we are in a perfect world.  Everything in this world is held together within the cosmos with sacred geometry.   You have only to read about the great pyramids of Giza and there you will hear all about sacred geometry.

So it seems, I love geometry in nature best of all.  That is me all over  but I have a few of both here and some I have recently painted as well.

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I am always doing designs like these, each one is always different though

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The Geometric shapes in the shadows is what led me to photograph this building.

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Steps made this way have to work geometrically otherwise they look unbalanced.

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I saw these angles in this building which is an original Australian School house and photographed them because I loved these great broadening angles I could see.  Taken at the school museum.

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Now that is what I call geometry, natures geometry.  Perfect in every way.  The Fibonacci sequence in full flight.

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Not sure if you can see the angles in the trees here in the branches.  It stood out to me.  It was like they a criss cross pattern in themselves.  I look for things similar in all of nature.

HAVE A WONDERFUL WEEK EVERYONE!

Weekly Photo Challenge – Silhouette


I love this one I took below which is at the beach at dawn  ..   I just made it in this week.  I have been super busy with my health and doing photography for an antiques shop.

Today is radio show day and what do you think I am supposed to be doing? – Not this.   But I just could not start my other stuff with out a submission here first.
Big love to everyone out there this week.  If you have been feeling like you are asking WHY to everything .. come this weekend that will lighten up!  So enjoy what is left of the heavy awkward deep energy that is still circling us all presently.

I have a love of images like this.  I am always looking for situations to give me a great shot as the silhourette is such a contrasting image.

SAM 5924 The Glory of a Damp Beach Dawn

Then there is my Bricee at the beach standing looking and the ocean on the new set of steps going down to the beach.  I was walking down behind him and snapped this one.
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My favorite tree that is close to me.  I see this tree from my bedroom window.  I see and hear this tree.  When I feel inclined to do so, I go down to this tree and touch it and say hello.  Usually it wets me.  I stand under it and it feels like its raining.  I feel blessed when this happens .. covered in Tree water from the stars!
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Images @ Melonpopzdropz Flickr

FULCRUM of PEACE


Effect the connect and inspect that Dodec . . .
Tame my Impala
Hands up to the natural from here to Guatemala
This is where stars grin
Bustin out ..
Bursting with loves tail spin
Eyeball this handiwork of several angelic friends
Sight the heavens they amend
Making me spellbound forever
salaam Alaikum
Let peace be our only fulcrum
A lever to Love and a switch to Light
This universe is electric
Feel …..

Drinking sunshine and stars and feasting on Light
Nothing that is heavenly is ever contrite!
A cup of loveliness please

Spot on, weight for height.

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Images @ Melonpopzdropz Flickr

Weekly Photo Challenge – Big


It is BIG..
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Seeing the people on the side of the sacred rock and the rock looks so big  and they look like ants.  It is a long and dangerous climb and the Anangu People ask everyone out of respect for the ancestral beings and ceremony not to walk on the rock – but still they walk on it.  Its gonna be BIG when this is legislated against in law that this can no longer happen.

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Going to Uluru itself was a Big moment for me. But when I got there it was just  so bloody BIG indeed.  Bigger than I could have imagined really.  I was gobsmacked.
Images @ Melonpopzdropz Flickr

Weekly Photo Challenge – Big


This is one of the biggest “Big”  images I have ever taken to be honest.  So far.

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This is Matt Colwell or as he better known as 360.   In the Australian music scene at the moment, he is considered big.

He has just been nominated for 6 of the up and coming music awards here in Australia.  He has suffered much hate from his fellow Rappers in the industry and critisized for his unique style.  He must have done something right as he is making it big time now.
I was not far from him when I snapped this Image of him.  I love it .  Hence why I see it as “Big”

IMG 2846 Bellingen Energy Festival 2012

Weekly Photo Challenge – Happy


Happy is such a great subject, I feel happy just looking for my happy images, then I remember the happy times had. Well done for this.
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My friend Helen who we all call Heleni. She is always a happy soul. This shows her personality well. Big peace sign and flowers on the dashboard of the car.

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These pair are very happy about a successful “Lock the Gate” meeting with a huge turn out of people putting the smiles on their faces. Csg mining in Australia is furiously apposed by the people while the government forge on with their mining and energy plans for the future.

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Everyone is happy when they are pretending to be Koala’s. There is an ever increasing desire to wear animal heads and complete suits as a way of realizing your Animalia inside.

IMG 2881 Bellingen Energy Festival 2012You tell me a child that isn’t happy with chocolate in hand and mouth and all over. Clare looks extremely happy with her score of chocolate.

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Some friends of mine very happy to run into each other at the local Energy festival. Seeing loved ones does make us all very happy the world over.

Images @ Melonpopzdropz Flickr

Weekly Photo Challenge – Happy


What makes Mary Happy.  First lets explore the secret of happiness.  It has long been sort after by rich and poor alike.  Man has tried to ply his life with many trinkets along the way in order to make himself happy.  After amassing huge fortunes some find they are absolutely sad.  They  have no joy, and the trinkets did not  bring the happiness promised in glossy magazines.

The secret of happiness is just that “Be Happy”.  Enjoy where you are on the way to where you are going to quote Joyce Meyer.  Yes, that is right happiness is a state of mind.  You decide whether or not you are going to be happy.

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Checking the early morning night sky brings me happiness.

Now that we have cleared that up, lets see some of the things that I derive a great deal of happiness from.

I get up early each day.  Approximately around 4am.  I have a routine I follow, this make me feel comfortable.  I put the kettle on and go out the back and look out over the Pacific Ocean and up into the sky.  Orion and Venus, Jupiter, The Pleiades, they have all been there to greet me.  Watching the moon go through its varies phases over the nights of the month.   I am a cow,  when its too beautiful I have to wake others up to see what I see.  I am simply not satisfied to see these mesmerizing sights alone.  I am definitely happier sharing the moments.

I make a quick coffee and don my dawn outfit that outsmarts the midgees that attack ferociously at this hour.  Tripod in hand, I head off with my camera with a skip in my step and the sun hasn’t yet risen.

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Music is one of the good things in life.  Going to concerts to see any of my favorite live artists perform is guaranteed to put a huge smile on my face for weeks leading up to and after the event.  Above is a shot of City and Colour performing.  I was over the moon to see Dallas Green.  I videoed their performance of an old Neil Young song Hurricane.  You can find it on You tube if you want.  I was pretty happy I managed that too

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For as long as I can remember I wanted to go out to the centre of Australia to Uluru.  When I was in the plane circling over the top of Uluru preparing to land at Connellan Airport at Yulara I had a smile a mile wide on my face.  I was so happy my face hurt from smiling so big and being so awestruck by the sights I was already seeing out there.  What an amazing place to visit thats for sure,.  I felt like I was truly at the place where time began.

I know that these things I have written about and photographed are really all the types of superficial things that make people happy.  Truth is, it is a choice whether or not we are happy.  Being a state of mind means we have the choice to change when ever we choose.   What a great Photo Challenge subject.   I was happy to show you my choices and I look forward  to looking at what things you choose to show me what brings happiness into the lives of my fellow bloggers.  Peace.


La Mezz:

I too support Alan Jones. I think he was foolish in this instance to be caught. I think there are a lot of people gunning for him because of the huge support he gave the LOCK THE GATE Campaign against Csg Mining. I think he gave them what they wanted on a silver platter. Now its divide and conquer the Csg protesters on a ticket of Alan Jones and his bad timing and poor taste. Gina Rinehart has poor taste also and it was an insult to a lot more people what she said recently. It goes with the territory Julia. If she wasn’t such a liar, the swift remark would never have been delivered. We all hate that she lied and this is just the result.

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5 October 2012

The increasingly rancorous nature of public discourse in Australia has been brought into sharp focus with comments by Sydney shock jock Alan Jones concerning Prime Minister Julia Gillard’ s recently deceased father.  At a political fund raising function, Jones told the assemblage that Gillard is “such a liar” that John Gillard “died of shame”.

Unfortunately for Jones’ reputation (and wallet) there was a working journalist at the function who recorded the remarks and duly reported them.

The sincerity of Jones’ subsequent apology was rather called into question when, at the same media conference, he took the opportunity to have another red hot go at Gillard’s alleged lack of honesty.

Major corporates have been falling over themselves withdrawing advertising from his morning drive time show on Sydney’s 2GB radio station.

I actually find Jones rather engaging (though I don’t for a moment endorse his remarks and neither does…

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Weekly Photo Challenge – Mine


So we can safely say this week is all about us.  What a wonderful array of things come to mind.  But I have settled on bringing you some of me in my garden.  Its my spot.  I like a spot like this.
What’s mines mine and whats yours is mine too..  A funny quote to break the ice.

Mine could mean what belongs to me or it could be the act of digging in the ground.   I am fairly confident the challenge is more directed to what might be a  more personal Mine  as apposed to a coal mine or a Csg Gas Mine.

So lets see what is definitively mine around here.  First thing that comes to mind is my garden.

Yes! The garden is mine and its a place  I have made always  everywhere I have lived since I was flatting and had veges in boxes on verandars.  I must dig and I must grow.

I have this desire to be bitten by mid-gees often and so a garden is a must for this.  I am being a tad facetious and  being light at heart.   These tiny  midgees could turn anyone off gardening,  their bites are so annoying and insanely itchy.    I have to put insect repellant on to go in the garden in summer any time of the day.  In Winter we get some reprieve from this annoyance.

The ones I’m watering  in the picture above are my potted plants.   Some  of those I have had since I was first flatting in my teen age years.  They have come the journey with me.   I suppose everybody does this.

A lot of my relatives say I am like my grandmother.  My grandmother Matilda or Sissy as she was called would grow things in what ever there was handy.  Yes! I tend to agree , I  to share this tendency.  I will always use what there is around to cater for this need.  Our money is better utilized in other areas.  Plants are happy as long as their needs are met.  Gosh they seem like us don’t they.  The plants needs are very similar and a shiny new pot is not high on the agenda.  Sunshine, water, good soil and love.   Our needs are sunshine, water, love and shelter.  Yes we are very alike.

Three litre milk containers cut off were looking good to me to make some nifty pots for small plants.  So I collected a few and tried this out.  It was good for a time but the plants soon out grew their tiny space.  Good for sending people home with a plant and a little bit of soil to help it.  This is another trait of mine.  I love to share and I am always giving away plants to others to take home with them. A  ready supply of containers to go is a must for this passion of mine.

Not only can you grow strawberries in plastic coke bottles you can then refrigerate many many more in a custom made container made from the same.  A coke bottle with the top cut off and various holes melted in the plastic all over made a nice large container for all of the strawberries.  At one stage I had three of these full.  So many yummy strawberries.

   

This is the Canowind Chimes by Mezza, a Mezza invention.  This is most assuridly mine.  I come up with this one and I am still making them to this day only now I decorate these lids to extreme.

 

These are all my designs and I love getting into a meditation state painting them, so once again rubbish is just great to work with and have fun creating things with for the garden or for your home.  I make these for my beloved garden.

More of my avid recycling for the purposes of gardening and growing or assisting to grow.

 

  

Why not I thought.  Why not use coke bottles again.  this is certainly not my idea.  But in my garden it fits the bill perfectly of making do with what ever is on hand to do the job.  I find if you look then the answer is always there right in front of you.  Life can be like this also.  The answers to all of the questions are right in front of us in nature.  We are these and these are us.  We are connected in a funny sort of way.  Reason why I have to create this space I call mine.  My garden is an important place and a place of regeneration, a place where I am constantly reminded of just how connected we really are.

What I see a year on from “Occupy”


My views on Occupy and the uniting of the 99% a year later are probably not unlike a lot of others who may participate in sharing their opinions via this blogging exercise.   In the beginning I was elated and that excitement soon turned to fear.  Fear for these people who were camping out in New York.   I was worried  because of my mistrust of the US Government and their decisions where their own people are concerned.  I then pondered whether or not if the entire Occupy movement had been set up by the CIA to see who was who and who was going to stand up.  A way of them counting heads, you might say.

I was totally in favor of the entire movement in theory and I totally appreciated the science behind the movement.  The people the world over need to wake up and see what is happening though.  Still to this day there is a great number who are still asleep.   These are the Sheople.

With Christmas fast approaching just after Occupy sprung up I was gripped with the thought of the notorious Santa Chair at the Shopping Center. I had thought  how much this experience had grown in cost and package.  This too had become another iconic money making tool and the prices were climbing beyond what some families could afford and in this case it was  for the novelty of  a visit to Santa.

My friend and I were shopping and Santa had left his post and  gone off for a break , his chair was vacant.   I maneuvered over the gold cord enclosure and sat in the chair feet up over the side of the big chair arms.   My friend took photographs.  We did this for the express reason of making a meme Occupy Santa.  The commercialism of Christmas and the heartache that is caused because of lack of family finances is what highlighted this.  Large corporations were the ones benefiting here and families were suffering year after year and going deeper into debt.

Doing this photograph  was  a little bit of light relief as, personally, I no longer take part in the Shopping Center Santa charade.   I had given  this up long before.  My friends soon caught on to the idea.    They had their own experiences.  They had found that to go to our local tip was becoming an expense that was out of  the ordinary peoples reach.  We used to have a wonderful recycling depot but council decided it could make money and gave the contract up to others who became expensive and no one visited and the place went broke.  So they did a meme of OCCUPY THE TIP.   I did understand fully as soon as I saw this.  We were being screwed here on the ground for the simple things.

Occupy The Tip by Lynne Sanders Braithwaite

With the passing of time I  can see now that there has been a huge shift in the psyche of a section of people who were seriously unaware of the huge chasms of differences.  This was a learning curve for these ones who have been so cocooned in luxury.

There are people who are just so filthy rich that it is absolutely ludicrous to think they have any idea.  Never  having any perception of  what it is like to wait for anything they ever  needed.  It was all already there.  Education for these rich unfortunates was taken care of.  Housing issues  are hilarious because to these people the issue is  – which house, not what house?

Here in Australia the spot light shines squarely on Ms Gina Rinehart.  A very very wealthy woman indeed.  Her net worth is silly figures.  All from digging the wealth of many people out of the ground and selling it.  She inherited her wealth from her deceased father who was an infamous mining magnate.  She has taken on his persona  and has taken to looking down upon the workers in such a way that is more than outrageous,  from anyone, let alone her.

A month ago in a media conference she announced  her  stance on how Gina sees it all.  She said that Australians should work for $2.00 a day and that we should stop going out.   That was how Gina Rinehart, one of the wealthiest woman in the entire world said we would overcome being poor.  Her views were not well received as you could imagine.  The woman had clearly lost touch.  Her next comment was that she was going to source her workforce for the Australian mines from Africa because they will work for $2.00 a day.   Why and how does she  get to even voice this is what I wonder.   A great and formidable reason for Occupy in Australia

Occupy Wall Street

Occupy Wall Street (Photo credit: InSapphoWeTrust)

Strange woman, how could anyone in their right and sane mind even have any respect for any of her views on anything now given that tirade. The future is dim when this is the marking stick she is  already holding up.

The marking stick I speak of is the way in which the ordinary 99% are viewed by these wealthy elite.  These people feed off the people in such a way that its almost like a constant harvest on us all.  It is well known that the 1% own forty percent of the wealth

Australia bears a huge divide  in the workforce alone with out all of the other financial setbacks experienced.  We call it the working poor.  These working poor  are so tied up with debt.  Their income is from low paying jobs.  The dream to ever be debt free has long gone and the light at the end of that working tunnel has almost been snuffed out by endless cycle of debts.

Some of those debts are not from mad spending sprees at Christmas (although a lot is)  some of this is because the little guy gets nailed each time there are changes in the legislation.  All the taxes change.  Systems change.  People are bound up in confusion trying to master yet another system of the ways things must be done.

The governments both state and federal appear to have no conscience  anymore.  When it comes to big business, it is clear that the these  governing bodies interests are  centered fairly and squarely around the economic forecasts and trade agreements.  Large corporations which are in turn owned by the super rich just keep  churning out their  ecocide  and genocide  using cunning tactics through business.  While hiding behind big business, the rich are wiping out the  countries natural beauty all for  the big bucks  of mining and all  without conscience.

There exist huge  tax breaks for rich as apposed to the poorer working and what tax breaks they are given.  The working man is sick of this.  The occupy movement has highlighted a lot for us  in Australia,  more needs to happen still.   We clearly see we should not follow the American way of doing things and should we,  then this is our future in this country also.

If you don’t have a personal net wealth of at least 30 million dollars then you are not part of the 1%.  Just being well off does not cut it.  The kind of wealth we are speaking of in this description lets a lot of people off the hook who were feeling guilty.  Guilt being the operative word here as it seems that the 1% feel no guilt.

So feeling guilty automatically discounts you from the 1% also.  The world is not in a safe place with these major players having so much power to manipulate an entire generation of people with the incremental rubbish constantly peddled out  to make their faceless companies more and more money.

Across the board, and by this I mean the world over,  we are waking up.  This has been a long and frustrating haul.   It is clear we were all brainwashed in a fashion.  We can see this happened so slowly so as to become good little slaves and always remain so in the workforce.    This workforce controlled primarily through debt and interest rates and wage levels.  And so like good people should they get tied to a debt for a mortgage.  This mortgage is fraught with interests rates that can make or break a family.  Is that freedom?

I don’t think it is freedom.  Although there will be plenty who argue that I am severely disillusioned with my thoughts on this.  You may say this,  my track record for predicting such things shows otherwise.

This is the sort of thing that Occupy represents to me.  An entire movement of people the world over who are in this boat together and together we recognize we do have power.  Crisis brings change and the financial crisis that brought this movement about was bound to occur.  This crisis has brought change and some of this is positive.  Some of it isn’t as we see bridging this divide a difficult and insurmountable task at best.

Images @ Melonpopzdropz Flickr

Weekly Photo Challenge – Solitary


Solitary Confinement comes to mind.  I have no jail photos though.  I still have not had my journey take me via Split Solitary Island either this week so far ….  yet!

We fear violence less than our own feelings.  Personal, private, solitary pain is more terrifying than what anyone else can inflict.    Jim Morrison

Here is a solitary moment I had instead.

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When I was a child in care, when I was 13 years old, I was placed in Solitary Confinement in the home I was in.  I forget now what I had done to get this punishment.  I think I was busted for hiding the yucky liver in toilet paper in my pocket.  I could not eat this stuff.  I would go to no ends to avoid doing this.

It was hectically stressful trying to secretly hide this stuff and not get caught doing it.   I would be near sick thinking I had to go through with this deception week after week.  None the less, I would somehow get it from the plate to my lap while the evil watch of the nurses on duty were directed elsewhere for a short time.  I had to wait for the right moment.  The other children in the home were give ups.  They would dob  you in to the staff  if they witnessed this also.  This was so awful and it was all about food.  Food that was almost  inedible in my opinion and I could not eat it.  I vomited many times trying.

Solitary was a small room at the end of the building on the underside.  Like a large outdoor broom cupboard.   Concrete on the floor and a mat and toilet.  That was heavy treatment for a 13 year old child.  I find it hard to find forgiveness for this treatment, given there is no respite or explanation to my own children or an apology even to them.

A letter from the Queensland government to my children to say Sorry to them.  Sorry they had to see their mother cry often.  Sorry to them for the mother who was more than over the top about certain things when some stuff ever arose.  An apology to my children that the situation was never rectified and since they ( government) were my parents then an apology for not teaching me better as their government child.

Yes that is what I would like in a perfect world.

A simple apology to my children from whence it should have come.  An apology for the damage that was inflicted directly by their OWN government hands.  I feel better now.   I wrote all that down.

This is the sort of thing that I contemplate in my solitary moments on the hill in the dark before dawn.  When the sun comes up and the dawn happens,  I stand in awe at the absolute simple but exotic beauty before me and I ask the sunshine and the light to shed light onto the world with my plea.  That is all I can do.  My little hands are tied by many knots and not all of these can be unraveled.  Many of the knots could be unwound though and I personally feel it should.

Images @ Melonpopzdropz Flickr

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Please don’t get too hung up on this too much or feel sad for me.   It happened a very long time ago, to me.  I was always concerned that the treatment would cause me to end up being hung up.  I am.   Tthat is why I have PTSD.  It is manageable.  I do ok.  I am writing a book and this post is tagged to carry over to there.  The photo challenge of Solitary was one of those moments when it calls to be written about and for this I am sorry!

SORRY If this brings up sadness inside when you read it.   Don’t be sad.  Be righteously angry with the government
If you work for the government in queensland and you can help me carry this out then by all means make contact.   Apart from that lets all hold those up in our minds who carry the same sort of scars that others cannot see.   This sort of hicough in any child’s early life is heinous.

Weekly Photo Challenge – Solitary


The soul that sees beauty may sometimes walk alone.

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

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Me being a Solar Tree / Solitary

Words are something I love looking at.  Solitary was playing on my mind.  Mainly because is starts with the prefix Sol.   This led me to think about the sun.

I observe this practice of checking in on the sun at dawn as often as possible and looking into the sun.  It is called Sun-gazing.   I was thinking today that I am in fact a Solar Tree.  I am standing there alone with just me and the Sun.  I am quite solitary in my quest,  therefore I am Sol ar tree.

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This is me very solitary on the hill checking on the full moon.  I took this one on the timer.   It isn’t a fabulous image, but it is me and I am  solitary.
Images @ Melonpopzdropz Flickr

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Memorial to Johann Wolfgang von Goethe on the hill near Brumovice-Úblo, Opava District, Moravian-Silesian Region, Czech Republic (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
POST SCRIPT:-  This is Wolfgangs resting place and it is also very solitary.  Image from Wiki commons.

Weekly Photo Challenge – Solitary


There is an island near here called Split Solitary Island.  The mutton-birds  nest there each year. Although it is so very special,  I have no photographs handy.   Perhaps by the end of the week I may have.  This first image is especially for Rommel,  I know he loves these so this one can go first.

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My first thought for this challenge is this tree that I photograph a lot.  It isn’t far from home.  I named  it “Solitary”.  Why?  Because it is solitary in its bid against the tides that never cease to be an onslaught to its survival where it resides.

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The solitary figure stands alone high up on the balcony of the motel.  This image is of my daughters boyfriend  in early morning light of dawn at Port Macquarie.  The view from here was delightful.

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This is Mount Connor in the Centre of Australia.  As the crow flies, it isn’t  that far from Uluru.   It is part of the Curtin Springs Cattle Station.  The Aboriginals call this place Attila.  It is a very prominent place in the dreaming of the people from this area.
IMG 9989 Uluru Dreaming 2012

The Anangu people of the Northern Territory, Australia,  who live near Uluru, ask people not to climb or to walk on the sacred rock.  It is the integral part of their ceremony.

Despite these wishes, people still walk and climb Uluru.  There are many stories of people meeting their maker not long after doing this.  Here a lone figure is solitary in his decent back down the northeastern face of this impressive monolith.

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There is that solitary same tree again.  This time the colours are different.  Every time the colours and cloud formations  are different.  I am often gobsmacked with the sheer beauty of this alone.  I get impatiently excited just as it is getting light.  Who wouldn’t when this is what you may see.

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Three hours before, we flew out of Sydney Airport and headed west into South Australia before taking a big swing north towards the Northern Territory.  We were as far away from anywhere that you could be.  Looming in the distance is the single largest monolith in the world and its solitary.  There isn’t another thing anywhere near it for miles and miles.   Flying in over the top of this is very moving.  I gasped in sheer surprise at just how huge it really is and how solitary it is.

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There isn’t a need for much explanation of  yet another image of my solitary tree in the rivers.  I particularly love the reflection this throws.  For once the tree has a mirror to see itself and to perhaps not feel so lonely.  Both are solitary figures though.  One real and one a mirror image.

Images @ Melonpopzdropz Flickr

Nighttime Imaging


La Mezz:

I just want to go wow. I too am always awestruck by night time photography!

Originally posted on North Western Images - photos by Andy Porter:

Anytime I have seen images of the night time sky I have always been awed. Viewing the cosmos, seeing the huge number of stars, the strip of the Milky Way stretching across the sky these evoke such a strong feeling…

So, I decided this year to try my hand at capturing a few images. I read up, re-studied my camera instruction manual, got my tripod and cable release and started.

My first effort was of the Cirque of the Towers, in the Wind River Range. The moonlight illuminated the peaks in a perfect light. I was excited!


Warrior Peak, Cirque of the Towers

I did not fully duplicate the fact that I would not be able to see anything through the view finder, and that the camera’s auto-focus would be inoperable.

So, I set the focus manually to infinity, turning the dial all the way to its end.

I was…

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I am a grandmother of sorts


Look at this bunch! I am so pleased to be able to show you my beautiful bunch of banana’s.

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I planted this as a tiny little banana tree when we moved here a little over two year ago.  Now Look.   I guess I am very proud.  I do hope you like them as much as I do.  Hope they make it to maturity.  I have never grown a bunch before.The tree is up behind the shed and under it is a mass of strawberry plants that are giving the best strawberries at the moment too.
The Tree seems very happy and there are three or four more smaller trees that have sprung up at the base of the mother tree as well.  I have to put this tree to death apparently when its baby / bunch is cut off.

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They are really great images too, well I think so.  If you want to see more click this link and there are just under 2ooo to look at.
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Weekly Photo Challenge “Everyday Life”


I have been posting some of my  special images of everyday life.   I see now that others have shortened this to just life everyday.  Well everyday life  in the  Bellingen Shire in the tiny fishing village of Urunga NSW, Australia,  is slow at best.  Not much goes on around here in a great hurry.

A lot of shops have closed down and sold up recently.  We lost the hardware shop.  That was harsh!  There isn’t a lot of money in having a shop in Urunga.  This is a crying shame.  The place is glorious!  People are always needing hardware,  and I wish they didn’t go.

We have a post office and two butchers, three hairdressers, two clubs, one pub, one police station and a primary school.  We have two caravan parks  and an ambulance station and a Premier League Football team called the Urunga Raiders who are the most senior adult teams of Urunga FC.  They participate in the Premier League competition for the Mid North Coast area.

We live with a highway running through the the centre of the built up area of Urunga.  Soonish,  in a couple of years the new Highway will be built and the passing traffic will bypass us altogether.  I guess more shops will close then.  I certainly hope not though.
Pilot St East
Well this is something I see everyday when we walk the dog or go to the shops.  This is the street sign down on the corner of my street.  This is what street signs look like in Australia,  well in our shire anyway.  This image has been played with a little to make the street sign look better.  I have a few signs of my own that have manifested into my possession.  The joys of having teenagers and teens with friends.   One year I awoke to the round-a-bout sign being in my back garden.   My favorite is Keep Left, it gets used a lot.   Next door have a stolen sign also.  There sign is from the Northern Territory and it says Be careful as Estuarine Crocodiles swim in these waters,  the sign is on their swimming pool.
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Like I said, nothing takes place in any mad hurry.  The Ibis clearly demonstrates there is plenty of time here in Urunga to walk on the road or where every you choose if you are a big bird.  He may have been looking at the 1968 Holden parked and left with the window wide open.  Perhaps the bird thought he may just jump into that window.  In Australia it really isn’t a good idea to leave your vehicle like this unlocked.  Many of us do though.  My friends, and many of them Never Lock their vehicles.   They say if they want it more than me then they can have it.   Nice way to look at things.   I think it works as none of these friends have had a vehicle stolen or anything stolen out of it.  Closest was an ex boyfriend one of my friends had,  he didn’t take the car.  He took the Rotor Button instead.

The Ibis (Bird) is such a common site here also.  They eat my onions, not sure if they like the onions but they munch down the green from the tops.  Very frustrating trying to garden between these and the rabbits of Urunga,  and the cows of the past.  Yes, gardening can be a trial with these.

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This is the bank in Bellingen where I used to visit everyday.   Now, I don’t visit very this establishment very often, because I have no money,  in this bank or any other.  It is a snapshot of Bellingen and Bellingen is 10 minutes away from where I live at Urunga.  This is where the local High School is and the local Catholic school.  It is the home of the Shires Chambers for their meetings.  It was my home for 24 years.  I live not far away though.  This is where I go to do my radio show each week.  Radio 2bbb ( live streaming)

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This is most likely one of the busier establishments in Urunga. The Ocean View Hotel.   I am sure some people visit here everyday.  I  see it everyday but I have been there a handful of times.  I went there for my birthday dinner this year.  The hotel is quite old and has been here as long as the town has.  Old to us here in Australia will never be the old that others in other countries speak of because our white history is not that old.  Around 2oo years ago a lot of white folks settled here compliments of Mother England,  Which incidentally is where the word POME comes from.  It is an acronym for “Prisoner of Mother England”.

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You can’t go far anywhere here and not run into a  cow or a herd of them.  I lived on a dairy farm for ten years and these guys were my arch nemesis.  Undoubtedly, they are the biggest pest if others forget to shut the gates.  I have had my garden destroyed by cows more times  than I care to count.  It can be seriously heart rendering to see an entire years work down the tubes.  It is even worse seeing it from a distance and seeing the cows up on your verandah as you drive on in and up to the house.   Cows with flowers in their mouths,  my flowers.  I have lost it a few times.  I remember breathing a sigh of relief when we moved from the farm,  at least a flower will grow if I plant it ,I thought eagerly.   I had not been eager to garden anymore because of them.
The worst part about this is in the ten years I lived on the farm, every year this happened.  It was never us!  It was visitors every time.  They neither shut the gate or  they neither checked it was shut correctly.  In the end I got a pad lock and I padlocked the gates shut.   Not because I didn’t want visitors, but because while I was away, then no person could even look like opening that gate and wrecking it again.  If only I had thought of this nine years previous.  I may have been a happier person and not so demoralized for ten years.

Images @ Melonpopzdropz Flickr

Very Inspirational Blogger Award


A wise woman who was traveling in the mountains found a precious stone in a stream. The next day she met another traveler who was hungry, and the wise woman opened her bag to share her food. The hungry traveler saw the precious stone and asked the woman to give it to him. She did so without hesitation. The traveler left, rejoicing in his good fortune. He knew the stone was worth enough to give him security for a lifetime. But a few days later he came back to return the stone to the wise woman.

“I’ve been thinking,” he said, “I know how valuable the stone is, but I give it back in the hope that you can give me something even more precious. Give me what you have within you that enabled you to give me the stone.

“The Wise Woman’s Stone”
Author Unknown

Thank You to, Sunshine at Simply Charming

For all the beautiful bloggers here at WordPress,  an award was made just for you!

The science on the Award:

  •  acknowledge and thank the giver (link it back) and put the award on your page.

Sunshine,  has awarded me with a Very Inspiring Blogger Award.   She said I was an inspiration.  Just someone saying that to me means so much.  Thank you!  I am not very good usually at accepting anything.  I will take this and take heart with it.

Thank you for saying I am entertaining.  I love to entertain.  A million blessings to you. That made my day.

Now receiving this award comes with a responsibility to pass it on to others whom I deem are inspirational in their blogging and who move me with their work!  I shall do this accordingly… in due course, next.

List 7 things about yourself:

This is seven things that inspire me . . .

1.  The “Dawn”, and its approach each day inspires me.
2.  People who are true to themselves inspire me.
…. I read real stuff here and I am impressed and very inspired at times from this experience…
3. Music inspires me greatly, it moves me beyond the Earthly realms at times .
4. Very ancient philosphers, Marcus Menillius, Plato and so forth, what amazing minds.
5. I am inspired by nature and its capacity to mirror the human body and the universe in general.
6. I am greatly inspired by all of the woman who have gone before me to make my journey as it is.
7.  I am inspired by numbers and science and  true natural unadulterated beauty.

Pass the award to 7 bloggers (or more) who inspire you:

You guys rock! –  I read the blogs and I don’t always comment.  I read though and learn.  My computer is slow at jumping around sites here on WP.  Not sure if its me or WP as it doesn’t seem to happen on other sites like it does here!   Anyways, as per usual it was very difficult to stop at choosing seven bloggers … there are millions of us.   Much Love and Light and Blessings to all and heaps of enjoyment from blogging.

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A big shout out of thanks to Sunshine and my other fellow bloggers, so so many!  All of you are precious.

I SERIOUSLY LOVE THE COMMUNICATION, I AM MADE FEEL HAPPY FROM YOUR COMMENTS AND YOUR STOPPING TO LOOK OR READ.

THE DEFINITION OF FAILURE IS TO STOP TRYING!  None of us know how to do this thing called life perfectly and some others know even less.  Always keep trying, that is the key to success on all levels.

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Weekly Writing Challenge: Mail It In

Trying to Keep Balanced


La Mezz:

I was very interested to read about Broken Light

Originally posted on Broken Light: A Photography Collective:

Photo taken by a 30+ year old woman in the US who suffers from a mood disorder. She enjoys traveling and all things creative, but often has trouble even leaving the house due to crippling depression.

About this photo: “Watching this young girl keep her balance despite the tough terrain was not just cute, but also inspirational in a way to those of us struggling with depression or other tough terrains in our everyday lives and are fighting just to keep balanced.”

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Weekly Photo Challenge – Everyday Life


Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.
Pablo Picasso

Another post on everyday life… my everyday life of what I see is special.  I think that I am very blessed with what my everyday constitutes and therefore I could not let the week pass with out a submission of what is my back yard.

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This is the true art of nature that I see in my everyday life and the kind of stuff I try to capture.  It is my everyday and its what I go out looking for each day.  The miracle of the new day or the new moon or that beautiful sunrise and all of it right at my back door.

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The sun rises and the sun sets in the west are always spectacular.  In the morning looking out of my back door over the Pacific Ocean is pretty damn special no matter what and here you can see the colour and the trampoline in my back yard as we look out over the fence to the ocean.
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Well it was a pleasure to present to all of my WordPress friends my everyday life and to see your everyday life and your very precious and close moments during the journey we call life.

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Images @ Melonpopzdropz Flickr

 

The Iron Whore


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Tax the Grease drippin off that Gina piece…
Clag that rag and glue it
I’m fully through with it
She’s so rank the file didn’t show

Have you got a charger on the depths that you go?
Idea!
I lend you one just so you can blow.
and fly faster than a FIFO
Snap, Crackle,  Pop
You dropped on ya mates Metgasco plot
and you come up lookin like a HOT SHOT

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I beg your pardon
I never promised you a rose garden
I said… a hole and that’s a bargain!
I’m sick of hearing  your mining Jargon
and hearin’ about your energy cargons
This is the word …
you’re too far gone,
Even for Lygone
That street makes you look light on
Then I see a sign.
its nailed to a post ..
it says ” Gina Rine lives here –
like a ghost
That’s her –
No heart
Its at  Hope Downs that part.

She’s on the grease
And she’s  slippin down town
To get  some coal Siding gowns
and she’s  finally  caught in her own BAR  net
She leaves no smash mystery
and makes her own history
She is caught like a sauerkraut
in a German fair
Gina is the WA Germ
Handle with Care
Its a WA Burke affair
That’s the  place where they sell burqas  there

Not Fragile
Not Agile
But fully up on the Argyle file
and the boys down the golden mile
Shes full up..
she’s  chockers
No room inside
for MEN or hearts
Pfft  or useless body parts

GinA has a money truck to drag around
instead of a purse
Gina runs on money
Gina’s money herse
.. yeah shes a filthy greenback
with a heart 2 FRACK nature
She looks like an old  Hancock geisha
with a fist full of  – I HATE YA –

Rich ain’t gonna cut it baby”
In heaven
we’ll be still  gunnin lady
you’ll be off in the distance
and at least that’s not a maybe

and Hey Lady.. heres the Koo

The Philly angels won’t even serve you
They will ignore you and desert you
And get you a  plate of your own virtue
That’s what stings and finally hurts you..
Eating a Gina sized bowl of your own virtue!

Gina Rinehart

GINA RINEHART… has zero idea!  $2.oo a day she said we should
be paid to work.  This is a woman who is a billionairess.. she didn’t even
work for it!  She is a freak with out a sheik!   She is an Iron Whore!

Weekly Photo Challenge – Everyday Life


What is everyday special life if not for every second being very special.  There are special places and special moments and times as well as  special people in everyday life.

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I go out in my garden everyday.  There is something to do there always.  On this day though it was very special because I got to harvest the garlic in the back yard and it was fabulous and I was so excited by this so it was an everyday garden special moment of success and thankfulness.

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This is my everyday Cup.  The cup I use for everything!  My coffee and my bourbon and my water and what ever needs to be drunk.  I have had this Batman McDonalds cup for over thirty years and I use it all the time and I even take it away with me when I go away.  That is how much it is in use everyday and it is very very special.  It has a little chip in the top and I have a back up but this is my old favorite.  The back up is a more modern version of the same thing but not the quality of this one.

Montana eating Juana food
How could I not submit this image again, my daughter in one of those golden moments of helping herself to the cat food and eating it in her little everyday life and the everyday life of Juana the beloved old pussy cat now deceased .  Its a special moment when  you spot the cat planning an actual revenge though.  All of this while hanging the cloths on the line to dry.

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We eat food everyday to exist.  This is special food that I have photographed.  All of it is entirely organic and so that constitutes special.  I would prefer to eat this sort of vegetable and fruit than the type in the large supermarket chains.  That is not special at all.  Actually you could eat cardboard and get more benefit probably.
I hope you enjoyed my interpretation of everyday life that is somewhat special in nature for some reason.  Thank you and have a lovely sun shiney week everyone.

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Images @ Melonpopzdropz Flickr

The USA Farmer


Obama wasn’t a farmer
And he wasn’t like me and you
he was hand picked
and his face covered in tissue

He was remodeled and remade
he looked a lot like a Laden
I’m afraid

But who are we to speak out
or even try to dissuade
the evil that still pervades

This tirade using YouTube..
what you think?
we are all newbs

This is a sad day even in hell
Coz if it were true…
you would put ur own mother up
to sell the Pell Mell of this living USA Hell!
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Images @ Melonpopzdropz Flickr

Weekly Photo Challenge – Near and Far


“When you judge another, you do not define them, you define yourself.  Wayne Dyer

Near and Far.. sounds like a song to me.  The stars do sing a song in a way.  They resonate with  light and this does make a sound.  This is Near and Far to us all.
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This is the moon in the sky and really it looks a little close but really its far away and the bush is near and so I thought this might be a great submission for this challenge.  I took this a couple of weeks back when I was away.

Weekly Photo Challenge – Near and Far


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Nunguu Miirlarl (Pickett Hill) from Yurrun.ga ( North Beach).

Just to confuse things a little more the little town in the distance far away there is Urunga, it is named after the aboriginal place  Yurrun.ga (Long White Sands) which is North Beach,  which is not there.  It is here, where this image was shot. Someone got things very confused a long time  back.

Looking down the Bellingen River towards Urunga from North Beach and you can plainly see Pickett Hill way over in the background.  This  beautifully shaped mountain is  a sacred dreaming place and looms over the surrounding countryside from all angles giving a 360 degree view all over the district.

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The fenced safe swimming baths at North beach are near and Pickett Hill is far over in the distance far away down near Valla.

The Gumbaynggirr Word Miirlarl means Sacred.   Pickett Hill is a sacred place of the Kangaroo hence the name Nunguu Miirlarl.    Urunga was also a sacred place and its name was Gilayjal Miirlarl,  Gilayjul means High Tide and so Urunga is the Sacred Place of the High Tides.

The Gumbaynggirr words for Near and Far depend on where the object is in relation to the speaker and in relation to the listener.

Near Me – Yilaa
Near You – Ngiling

Middle distance – in reference to the speaker – Gujuu
Mono's bookMiddle distance in reference to the other person – Guluu

Far from Me – Muluu
Far from You – Muu

All Gumbaynggiir from this book


Images @ Melonpopzdropz Flickr

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Motherhood Reflections


It wasn’t such a bad game. I was great!  I was there for the team through thick and thin.  I kicked a lot of goals and brought the team home from defeat on many occasions.

There comes a time when the whistle blows, and when it does ,its game over!  It is  walk off to the change rooms of life time and re make .. re model .. re discover .. re align .. re adapt .. reach out!

Montana on the loo with the readers digest

This is all very hard to take when you go through all of the hard stuff with someone and you keep their silly secrets because that is what you do.  Then you find out down the track that because you never felt it was right to inform everyone of the devastating nature of certain aspects of the marriage, then I was left wide open and I was annihilated.

I should have spoken up!  Why wait till now?  Yes all of that.  I waited till now because I felt that 28 years wasn’t something you throw away over night.  Besides people change in cycles.  Yes they do indeed change.

They go around in the same destructive cycles over and over again.  Just like I did too by staying that long.
On reflection  of it all , I am not sure how to process what has happened.

This happened because of  my ex and his inability to keep it in his pants with his work colleagues.  This is why it  collapsed this relationship to a crisispoint.  Crisis is bound to bring change always.

So years later, he is on his second big relationship from us and recently he  married the second one only after a very short time indeed.  This is not surprising to me, as he cannot go without a woman in his life.

He had serious sex addiction issues so I do pity these women.  The first one kicked him to the curb after only 2 short years.  I feel there is a financial gain in this for him.  I know him so well! This is why marriage has occurred so quickly, after we settled he was not happy at all and I think he will do this to someone else so he feels that he has evened his life score.  For some reason he didn’t think that 50/50 was fair after 28 years.  He was dreaming!

Images @ Melonopopzdropz

Weekly Photo Challenge – Free Spirit


For anyone to be a truly free spirit the human spirit needs places where nature has not been re-arranged by the hand of man.  I do get very concerned that our youth have less and less chance to actually be free spirits because so much is over legislated and its difficult for the child under these circumstances to become to full and rounded empathic human being.
Nature is now a concrete jungle for so many,  and just how does this effect the human psyche?

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These are funny photographs of my daughter who is in my opinion a true free spirit who laughs at herself and loves others with an open heart.  I am so warmed by her presence when she is near me.  This makes me feel free in my spirit also as our energies combine.

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I have tried to do my best to instill in her that she is capable of everything she dreams she can do and to be strong and not be easily led by others and to be her own boss.  I told her at the end of the day it is the experiences she allows herself to experience when she is young will define the health of her adult life.  Less baggage is always a benefit.  Nothing like less baggage to make one feel like they are a free spirit.

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Montana-Star sparkles like a free spirit would.  Every part of her is shining and sparkling with the effervescence  of love and Venus was around when she was born and so she communicates through her loving nature.    This is such a nice energy to be near.

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She has swag.  That is a word that riles most.  These very young say it’s all about how cool you are and how nice you are about it.  You gotta have swag they say!  That isn’t a bad thing as hygiene is never a bad thing.

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Any time I get to spend time with her is special.  This weekend we are going to see a band together with friends hers and mine and its on our election night and its an all ages no alcohol event.  I look forward to dancing with her and having fun and being a bit of a free spirit myself.

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This sweet smile is no charade.  This smile is the smile of an angel, and the dog behind is another angel and she is phoenix and she loves Montana’s spirit as well.  Everyone who comes near her is effected by her love.  I am a truly blessed mother in this instance.

By Mezza – Images @ Melonpopzdropz Flickr

Emasse this Gas Madness


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Fighting Coal Seam Gas
All their rosey forecasts
Tara ain’t no gasoline alley
Get with the program and tally
Sitting under a sally wattle
With a water bottle that cant be drunk ..
and pipes trucked in and fully sunk..
The smell is rank
and there’s death in alla the water tanks ..
Who is it now,  I was supposed to thank?

Oh yeah, thanks Julia with the red red hair..
We all knew you was lying
and we knew you never cared.
Your impaired ..
coz motherhood scared you
and you never dared..
You just ok’d another disgrace down at LEARD..
Nah I’m straight
I got this fully squared
coz you’re bitch polly who played switch dolly..
and I’m not gonna be your soft molly!
I wanna shut you down like the Ford shop trolley..Got me a deep deep frown
As deep as the holes you left in my mothers ground
It’s deep and its hell spreading round
And down here on the ground
Where the people are told to shut up
and Don’t make a sound
You betcha I will not be drowned
by this bullshit you
designed to confound
I will still come up for air ….
wait coz we will be watching you’re despair
yeah yeah ..
I think that would be fairly fair
considering the lands
and all of this you’ve murdered
and impaired
Leaving us Zero hope of ever being repaired.
Wordz and images by Mezza 2012

Weekly Photo Challenge – Free Spirit


“We are not humans having a spiritual experience.  We are spirits having a human experience”.
A quote by Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

(1st May1881 – 10th April1955)  He was a French Jesuit priest trained as a paleontologist and a philosopher, and he was present at the discovery of Peking Man

SAM 6379 Ladybird called Texsy

This lady beetle was special from the first moment when she landed on the sandy stone at the beach we were walking along.

It was only a number of days after I had lost my best friend in a tragic accident and lady beetles had been turning up in all sorts of strange places in the previous few days. People were conveying lady beetle stories to me as well which I found quite profound.  Then a lady came in the butchers while I was shopping and she was gladly exclaiming and showing off the beetle that had just landed on her outside of the shop.

I had resigned myself to the fact that each time I saw a lady beetle that this was the spirit of my friend.

Then when we go to the beach and this little character lands  on your stone just like a free spirit does, landing precisely on the stone you are examining.  It was like they just popped in to say hello.  It made me feel that Texsy was truly now a Free Spirit for real.

By Mezza Images @ Melonpopzdropz  / Flickr

Weekly Photo Challenge – Free Spirt


I have been away from my wordpress blog but it was only a temporary thing. I was setting up my images on Flickr and that has kept me more than busy and I can assure you the job is far from finished to catch up.  So the photo challenge is back for me at least I am now organised enough.

Personally I feel we are all beings of light slowed down by gravity and magnetism to a solid form and so the anecdote of capturing what being a free spirit is has  many connotations indeed.  My mind just boggled at the prospect.

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I decided to submit this image I am so proud of.  It is an exquisite crystal light catcher.
I chose this one because she always has reminded me of a free spirit.
I admire this piece of crystal so much and I was glad to capture such a fine example of it’s beauty and to have the opportunity to try to convey this to you  the reason why I call her a Free Spirit or see her as such.

By Mezza Images @ Melonpopzdropz Flickr

Getting Crafty on a Spiritual Level..


So I painted all of these and I have used them all in something.

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So this is fun, first I flatten the lids and put a hole in them by drilling this into each of these lids.

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Then I paint them with kill rust paint.  This step is messy and requires the wearing of disposable gloves as a hint.

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They take a few days to dry well enough to move onto the next step but when they are hard dry, then I paint them.

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I string them up on bits of driftwood with beads and shells and give them to friends.

When I paint like this I feel very meditative and its such an enjoyable experience and something I love doing in my spare time which I have not much of because I am alway

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s doing something I enjoy.  So when I feel the artist hat fall on my head I go and sit and watch the ocean and create things like this and even I am amazed.
I cannot just go out and paint.  There has to be this special feeling that I feel deep inside of myself and then I paint.  This is what happens.  For me cooking was always like this too.  It took me years to recognise that my cooking on and cooking off buttons were in time with my menstrual cycle.  This I found very interesting.  I know that SAM 7972 Decorated LidsI also have to feel like I have accomplished just about everything else there is to do around the home before I can sit and do this sort of work.
All very personal feelings of freedom to create I suppose

Images @ Melonpopzdropz Flickr


La Mezz:

This is a very unique situation together with the lashing storms on the other side of the continent. Watching from Australia it is quite bothersome as it really is very big news.

Originally posted on The Extinction Protocol :

 August 30, 2012CALIFORNIAThe southern California town of Brawley has taken the unusual step of declaring a state of emergency after a swarm of earthquakes rattled nearly 20 mobile