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Posted: 9/9/2009 10:19:32 PM | I can't remember how many years since I have turned on a tv set
Only time I really watch is when away overseas where I can only guess at whats being said
turn up the music and turn off the tv sound
Anyway I got the girls who look after the slitherers a package with cable tv internet and phone
They got me a swag of dvds called "two and a half men"
How funny is that show
The writers are brilliant
Must admit I felt totally at home with Charlie Sheen
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Posted: 9/9/2009 10:21:48 PM | chesterton wrote something like this
"we dont write fairytales to show kids that dragons exist
for they already know that
we write to show the dragon can be killed"
he was wrong
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they desire them
the forgotten legends
those myths lost in the mists of mystery
now mere echoes of a whisper
for they are simply words
aren't they
progressions of vowels and nouns
nothing special there
everyone knows the fragmented residue
the dribbles which are all that remain of a maelstrom
maelstrom
such a simple word
such a simple explanation
seek that if you wish
but know this
as a physical entity it never exists
for it is far beyond three dimensional normality
it is not to face
it is to become part of for a time
presumptuous of course
'for a time' explains nothing and everything
but only if you are willing to forget
as you must forget to remember
remnants linger in lost places
'lost' is also presumptuous
as it assumes that these places can be found
most of these places are gone now
submerged by modern mechanics
mechanics and mythology cannot exist together
as one is purely physical and the other requires belief to continue to exist
todays religions knew most of these earth bound places
then desecrated them with their own strangeness
as the mechanics of religion destroyed the power of belief
others are scattered carefully
mostly in Asia
because Asia refused to accept obliterative religion
'carefully' was the most important word there
as they are a natural phenomena with definitive patterns
tbc another time
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Posted: 9/20/2009 9:46:16 PM | we have a truly evil import in australia called the indian myna bird
nasty piece of work that destroys our native bird populations
but the slitherers do love to give them a cuddle
I just need to lure them more efficiently
...
australia is a very easy place to make money
[seldom any excuse to be broke here]
once customers know and trust you you have it made
just provide either good service or good product or both
and you have an income forever
6% unemployment and the global recession is over etc etc
but
house prices rising
mortgage rates will rise 2% within 6months [$300 per month av]
[how fast will the recession come back then]
[round 2 might be scary]
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seeing what might happen I set up an import company in northern europe
problem was everyone knew it was based in aussie and I wasn't there
profit was way too low
used irish passport to start again as european union company with romany mates
running it for me
300% profit increase in two months
lots of confidence up there plus plenty of spare cash
but very different as you travel south or east
france southern germany and southern/eastern europe are looking pretty bad
usa running at 10% unemployment and held together with government bailouts
lots of talk about recession being over but what happens when government stops incentives
canada should be ok long term because of raw materials
africa and south america not looking healthy at all
I visited a friend this week
she is heavily involved in container export in china
17% drop in container orders at present
31% drop in airfreight orders
that is a huge amount of money out of circulation
also a huge drop in tonnage of product available
[less money plus less product must mean importers/retailers will need less staff]
if the recession is over why are orders so low???
another worry is the average value per container which she estimated as being way down
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Posted: 9/20/2009 9:49:34 PM | Guanxi in tanka
that sechuan food
spicier than hell itself
much like the women
saucily enjoyable
deliciously spicy
they kept telling me
find yourself a china girl
no one else will do
expectations falter
finally their words are true
so lovely to meet
without inhibitions
mermaid in water
offering everything
no ulterior motive
merging back into
living as it was before
come away with me
as the world is our oyster
kilpatrick or natural
forty five kg
a little pocket rocket
just past my shoulder
an energiser bunny
trimmed taut and terrific
forget yesterday
leave broken shadows fading
simply come with me
in memory remaining
forever in my dreaming
morning memory
snuggled into my pillow
contrasting colours
sweetest curve of back and thigh
pushing back into my chest
can we go skating?
of course we can. sounds like fun
felt nearly fatal
old bones no longer bounce
forgotten how hard ice is
interesting afternoon;
finer points of skating were remembered
that bone numbing crash into ice had been forgotten
[but now will be remembered for a long time]
its not just the bone I landed on, my whole body hurt
[will prefer my water melted in future]
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Posted: 9/20/2009 9:54:53 PM | | ^ you'll have ta use training-floats next time. | |
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Posted: 9/22/2009 9:17:37 PM | hi om
so long as the water is soft who cares about floating
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seeking yesterday
tap dancing across her heart
not realising
perfection has passed
can never be repeated
mixed triangles
so delicately poised
angel of delight
fragmented into the night
no anti venin for this
has not seen full moon
polution bleaches night
grey haze hanging low
follow me to clarity
future demands sacrifice
saddest love story
lara in the icy cold
then one day my love
doctor zhivago summer
as finally it's told
truly gorgeous
whispering a lullaby
no mirror waiting
yesterdays reflections
echoes of tomorrow
does not like snakes
coming for a visit soon
would love a kitten
or perhaps a small puppy
and so would the slitherers
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Posted: 10/2/2009 9:05:29 PM | uncoiling wrathful arrogance
despoiling now the seasons dance
ozone burning through the turning
in agonies of hateful chance
proclaimed within violence
reclaimed in long lost silence
hope is burning life is learning
to rage in bleak malevolence
as chastity lies battered
humility is shattered
with the burning came the spurning
nothing else ever mattered
fallen heart in broken dreaming
torn apart by spiteful scheming
life returning in the burning
muffled now the empty screaming
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Posted: 10/8/2009 10:03:04 PM | Cruised up to Thailand to check out a farm there
Did you know about the war in Thailand
I dont mean their usual anti drug wars where they simply shoot 2000 odd addicts
and about 50 small businessmen and their families; [its always struck me as strange that these businessmen had signed over their property to some police officer before they were shot trying to escape]
This other war is very much an extended action and is at least five years old
60000 Thai combat ready troops involved and they dont think they are winning
[much like Afghanistan really just a much smaller area]
Main victims are Buddhist teachers then anyone else involved in training or education
I was supposed to stay for a week to evaluate and quote
Lasted three days with the last nights spent in an army camp
Met two beautiful teachers there similar ages and interests who live at the camp because they have survived attacks and cant go home without being killed on sight
One speaks perfect English as she was educated for 12 years in England
Cant work teaching English because she isnt white??? [kids parents wouldnt like it]
Other only came back to help improve conditions for students
They both like each other but nothing will happen
He says she is buddhist; she says he is muslim
How screwed up is that
Thailand itself is as screwed up as ever desperately seeking the almighty dollar
[trace that back to Changmai mid 1960s when those hard eyed men helped the warlords ship their heroin to USA through air america]
As with virtually every asian country the majority of fat people are the ones
who work in western fast food outlets like macdonalds pizzahut kfc etc
[I wonder what that means]
Roman Polanski finally picked up on 30 yr old charges of drugging and raping a 13yr old
Have you read the list of people asking for him to be released????
[mainly giving the reason that he is an artistic genius [much like them if you read between the lines]
I wonder if they would have the same feelings if it was their daughter
"Please rape my daughter you artistic genius????"
There are some very strange parents floating around
Interest rates rising means AUD looking great against USD
time to buy from states again with plenty of fire sales over there
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Posted: 10/8/2009 10:04:50 PM | uncoiling wrathful arrogance
despoiling how the seasons dance
in agonies of hateful chance
proclaimed within violence
reclaimed in long lost silence
and raging bleak malevolence
as chastity lies battered
humility is shattered
nothing else ever mattered
fallen heart in broken screaming
torn apart by spiteful scheming
muffled now the empty dreaming
ambivalence of whitest blaze
acceptance of the wildest craze
embodiment of fruitless days
with the earning came the spurning
ozone burning through the turning
tragedy of life in learning
bequested in our blazing sky
requested long lost alibi
redemption never wonders why
mute witness views the same event
in witless roaring discontent
thunder peaceful skies will rent
warnings may rage in yesterday
dawnings will lead that mind astray
lost energy must then repay
a tapestry of liquid light
this travesty of gods delight
welcome as our skies ignite
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Posted: 10/8/2009 10:31:43 PM | sunlights lissom fantacy
her fullness blessing everything
whispers ignite forgotten arts
why hesitate old wolf
wisdom eventually reaches all
one day it may be your turn
but grey alpha
lost in primal fear will you know why
or burn through rebirth
seeking conflagration willingly
falling where the pack once roamed
a silent clump of ash
a silent clump of ash fell
where the pack once roamed seeking conflagration
willingly burning through rebirth
lost in primal fear will you know why grey alpha
one day it may be your turn
wisdom reaches out to all
why hesitate old wolf
whispers ignite forgotten arts
blessing sunlights lissom fantacy
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Posted: 10/9/2009 9:11:07 PM | Guanxi 4
Sunlights lissom fantacy
her fullness blessing everything
in golden light on golden trees.
One final glimpse of summers heart
'fore winters bleak disease
of black ice and frozen waste.
Wolves hunger in the howling.
Frostbite brings its own reward
in blizzard whitely prowling
midst memories of burning leaves
Memories of burning leaves
midst blizzard whitely prowling
as frostbite brings its own reward.
Wolves hunger in the howling
for black ice and frozen waste
bear winters bleak disease.
One final glimpse of summers heart
of golden light on golden trees
of fullness blessing everything
in sunlights lissom fantacy
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Posted: 10/16/2009 9:13:23 PM | A Poppy Grew
mulch they used on Flanders field, essence of the flower of youth
poppy spreads in bloody shades the vestiges of warfares truth
is the end of pain mere death, as in the one to end them all
or as now in powder white, holding hard in ruthless thrall
East Indian those ships of shame, China on a rising tide
White Taipans must share the blame of miseries infernal stride
hard eyed men in fitted suits, glory in a field of flowers
let this deadly shipment through as supervising powers
dominos shall never drop while Air America still flies
golden triangle built on lust, fertilised as Harlem dies
what of you poor poppy, never seen as flower you are
but as the red of Flanders field or powder in a jar
warlords back the taliban for only money stalks the truth
mulch they use in Khandahar, essence of the flower of youth
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They keep sending kids away to die when it is so simple to fix
Stop paying the warlords for producing opium
That will stop the warlords paying the taliban protection money
Stop permitting both Pakistani and Afghan Polititians to transport heroin in diplomatic pouches
Pay the farmers the equivalent of what they could earn growing poppies
but make it impossible to grow poppies
It stands out really well on satelite shots so this is a simple solution
Anyone who wont stop gets defoliated
While the coalition supports the growth of opium in Afghanistan it can never win there
As the taliban gets richer and richer why should they stop
Remove the money and you remove the incentive
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Posted: 10/16/2009 9:25:16 PM | ninth month of the lunar year, no mention of a hallowed night
naga welcomes winter home in flickerings that dim twilight
Sulawesi lava bright, beneath volcanos sullen glare
an irridescent shimmer as the dragon greets the air
no grey or pastel whimpering, joyous roar in awesome hues
the she wolf hunts in blindness, it never sees the truths
naga knows of winter where lost blizzards scream in rage
that grey and white of frozen ice in bitter frozen days
when autumn dies mournful skies hover in the dawning
sheer delight of dragon flight, ignites fire in the morning
never shall the blizzard fall, never shall the air freeze dry
while the naga flies at will, emblazoning the tropic sky
cacophony of colours, cascading gems rainbow bright
winter flees to other climes, as naga rules in hallowed light
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I only miss winter until I go somewhere cold
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Posted: 10/16/2009 9:46:52 PM | I should have seen those signs all around me,
But I was comfortable inside these wounds;
So go ahead and take another piece of me now
While we all bow down to you;
You tear me down and then you pick me up,
You take it all and still it’s not enough,
You try to tell me you can heal me,
But I’m still bleeding and you’ll be
The death of me!
How can you end my affliction
If you’re the sickness and I’m the cure?
Too long I’ve faked this addiction,
Another sacrifice to make us pure;
You tear me down and then you pick me up,
You take it all and still it’s not enough,
You try to tell me you can heal me,
But I’m still bleeding and you’ll be
The death of me!
You tear me down and then you pick me up,
You take it all and still it’s not enough,
You try to tell me you can heal me,
But I’m still bleeding and you’ll be
The death of me!
I won’t forget;
I cannot forget this;
I won’t forget;
I’ll never forget this;
I won’t forget;
I cannot forget this;
I won’t forget;
I’ll never forget this;
I won’t forget!
I cannot forget this!
I won’t forget!
I’ll never forget!
You know I can never prove this solution;
You aren’t the one that I thought you were;
And so I learn to embrace this illusion,
The line that separates- it starts to blur;
You tear me down and then you pick me up,
You take it all and say it’s not enough,
You try to tell me you can heal me,
But I’m still bleeding and you’ll be
The death of me!
And you’ll be the death of me!
I will not forget!
I cannot forget this!
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Posted: 10/16/2009 9:54:09 PM | Hi Mate been far too long
There are various rulers in Afghanistan
First = Political ie president and cronies who transport the heroin
Second = Warlords who support themselves by backing both sides against the middle
and whose primary income is through sale of opium
Third = Taliban who recieve both political and financial support through heroin sales
Long way fifth = Coalition who support the growing of opium poppies pretending that it is not destined for their own young people
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Posted: 10/16/2009 9:58:38 PM | I won’t forget;
I cannot forget this;
I won’t forget;
I’ll never forget this;
I won’t forget;
I cannot forget this;
I won’t forget;
I’ll never forget this;
I won’t forget!
I cannot forget this!
I won’t forget!
I’ll never forget!
Isnt the feeding frenzy of revenge a wonderful institution
Strange how forgiveness is never mentioned by the rabid mob
[perhaps thats why they remain rabid]
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Posted: 10/16/2009 10:17:34 PM | Couldnt be better
A box of mangoes rather than a box of chocolates
[I love mangoes]
Yacht hull is finished except for painting then its off to Sulawezi for fitting it out
Business is great but getting boring so planning on diversifying a bit
Friend and I are getting on quite well thankyou
Taking her to meet the kids next week
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Posted: 10/16/2009 10:56:58 PM | ahhhh....
life in balance
living happily
as it should be
laughing
loving
no
questions
asked
simply
knowing
the truth
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Posted: 11/3/2009 7:29:04 PM | Hi Rose
welcome back
[puppy might be a bit too big]
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Sometimes words fall out and end up being incomprehensible
a little bit like life really
other times they remain too comprehensive
at least to the writer
as strangers look in puzzlement
trying to comprehend
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she doesnt play with the slitherers much
[but at least she can appreciate their beauty]
watches them moving utterly fascinated
wears a small one as a bracelet
and enjoys watching them feed
[indian mynas 0 slitherers 34]
[local cats 4 lizards 0]
[cats 1 slitherers 5]
[lots of native birds back in yard]
we had seven to deliver around Darwin
worked it nicely to take deposits on another fifteen
lying in the rain at midnight listening to the green frogs bellowing
getting battered by raindrops in torrents
until we jump in the pool
[its nearly the wet]
then down to drop some off in Sydney
and play with friends and kids
picked up my board from mates place
hasnt been used for about two years
a fish triple
small and light so you have to work it hard
[water is freezing compared to tropics]
she has never been surfing so keeps yelling out ride another one
Im too proud to give up
now Im too sore/tired to sleep
is excellent as agent
knows container consignment inside out
she wants Europe
and my passport [I think]
I loathe most of Europe [I know]
tickets to there from Asia are so cheap just now
[sometimes the real cost of a ticket is immeasurable]
raw introduction to Chinese poetry
not as rigid as Japanese
possibly equally as formal
but not when translated into English
[sometimes many paths end up in the same place]
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Posted: 11/3/2009 7:31:40 PM | Exposed
The negative remains;
grey,
and shades thereof of course.
Always shades;
nothing as simple as black and white;
for black and white are forgiving
and unforgivable in their phallic rigidity.
Russian openings on a wet dark night as the pawns fall
one by one
as if illusions matter.
Pure and clean as a scalpel cut
the pages of the album lie;
offering one phantom philtre after another
whose mixtures are never black or white.
Always dull brown or red;
never a rainbow;
never a joyous burst of colour.
Or emotion for that matter.
Yesterdays memories
frozen for today
While some still live;
but not as black or white.
Unlike that marble chess board
black sky and white full moon cannot exist;
as they ebb and flow endlessly,
until;
unforgivably;
only the negative remains
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Posted: 11/3/2009 7:38:01 PM | Did you hear about the poor bloody french troops in afghanistan
They took over an area from another part of the coalition
They were not told that the previous group had paid off the taliban to keep things peacefull
10 dead troops later they have to decide if they should just pay them as well
is it just me or is there something wrong about a war where
our troops guard opium fields
we pay off terrorists
leaders of the country openly admit corruption
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Posted: 11/3/2009 7:38:21 PM | Misty fog farm
morning lies less clearly
than mourning should allow
crystal shatters easily
its clarity somehow
in whiter disolution
as rime burns into mist
memories of yesterdays
of other women kissed
ghostly gargoyles hover
in symbiotic flight
an illusionary lover
reaps silence in delight
yet within those shadows
while dawning fades to grey
the finality of sorrows
lets mourning pass away
Reflections
Sunlight’s lissom fantasy
her fullness blessing everything
as golden light on golden trees.
One final glimpse of summer’s heart,
before that bleak disease
of black ice and frozen waste.
Wolves hunger in the howling.
Frostbite brings its own reward
in blizzard whitely prowling
midst memories of burning leaves
in perfect reflections.
Imperfect reflections
in memories of burning leaves
midst blizzard whitely prowling
as frostbite brings its own reward.
Wolves hunger in the howling
for black ice and frozen waste
bear winter's bleak disease.
One final glimpse of summer’s heart
of golden light on golden trees
of fullness blessing everything
in sunlight’s lissom fantasy
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Posted: 11/3/2009 8:21:29 PM | Is the price of dreams, left lingering in morning mists
or clenched into forever, frozen in a tyrants fists
of forgotten memories, of mysticism broken,
of candle lit fragility and spell work never spoken.
Decisions made soundly, flicker in like summer rain,
yesterdays reminders, for nightmares roil in pain
as unforgiving boundaries release those dogs of war
fragments batter synapses with horrors they once saw.
Rimed in pale entropy, colder than an empty heart,
in personal perplexity, now let that dreaming start
to lead us into futures, black knights enter the lists
is the price of dreams, left lingering in morning mists
Grist
Don't forget little ones, no tears must fall this night
in this time of magic; salt must always turn to blight.
Unburdened by all concience on these unhallowed eves
Grist will play his selfish games with anyone who grieves
A lover, broken hearted, who wept beside a lonely shore
met that ghastly silence, and thus was heard no more.
Laughter to him is poison, leaving him in parlous plight
yet fun too may lead to tears, thus the Grists delight.
So this night as Autumn dies, please do not weep at all
beware the threat of tears, and the Grists cold thrall.
If you ever have to mention him, mention not the mill
threat he is to everyone, and much enjoys the kill
Inimical to life and joy, he is from the frozen waste.
Silence finds that howlings, fit nicely to their taste
using in their blizzards, that scream across the plains,
the agony of childrens tears, and bitterness of pains.
So please remember this, never let them take flight
Don't forget little ones, no tears must fall this night
once upon your emptiness, nothing ever may be less
now hopelessness survives the night
for your dreams of happiness; alter now to bitterness
as wolves howl in delight
in that moment of rare feeling, everything is so appealing
lying exposed to inner light
learning what your heart is stealing, as your psyche is revealing
you will only ever do whats right
so the price you must pay, echoes in the callous way
everyone succumbs to might
an entrecote of yesterday, indecision comes and may
weaken your earnest will to fight
too often gaze in the abyss; seek life within a killers kiss
and you will surely lose your inner sight
to never know what you miss, as forever gone is bliss
if you earn the rabid vampires bite
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