Humour, poetry

Thunderous Laughter

4 million seconds of joy were created
Not fear nor anger, jealousy or hatred
Laughter and smiles became the infection
From sharing my joy, passion and affection

My happiness burst and I let it go
Showed stellar passion for falling snow
Drifting, blowing I let my self go
Let my love of life and passions show

55 thousand people all made a smile
From snow falling sharing the smile on my dial
In 83 seconds by sharing my happiness
I raised the vibration to laughter from crappiness

Simple snow falling lifted my spirit
Like Thunderous laughter all want to hear it
Give thanks for the snow, cold winds that blow
Celebrate life and let your joy show

Leave the inside and step outside
You can decide to bloom and not hide
Fun, laughter and beauty are coming your way
Anxiety, gone, and joy is here to stay

Laughing at the snow falling on me
Celebrating life emotionally open and free
Because inside me I found the joy of a child
And snow falling tickled my little bit wild

Thanks for the laughter in every day
There’s joy if you look, beware what you say
Share the good news about make others happy
In this age of blessings noone should feel crappy

We’ve connection with all of the global community
And we can work together in harmony and unity
My purpose to share joy and make others laugh
Which is more achievable than a flying giraffe

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change, Life lessons, writing

Escape from The Ship of Fools

Escape from The Ship of Fools

The rudder had fallen off but He yelled at me, “I just want a nice environment”
“We need a rudder” I said.
If only he knew the word nice means fool.
He yelled it again like a kid having a tantrum, “I just want a nice environment”
I replied “but we need a destination and a chart and to chart a course.”
He didn’t listen and screamed at me,
I JUST WANT A NICE ENVIRONMENT
So I left him in the “ship of fools”
I didn’t want to set the sails on the ship of fools.
The Captain said you arent welcome because you’re upsetting Charlie. There is the plank.
Stuff your plank it would make a good rudder.
Charlie yelled again, I just want a nice environment.
I threw the plank in the water and
I dived in the water, I lay on the plank and paddled and swam fast and direct. I used my own feet to steer Landed on a tropical island with abundance of food and good weather.
It was hard work getting there and hard work setting up but it was like a paradise.
He got what was coming to him and has his nice environment.
A Ship Of Fools
His ship sailed nowhere but drifted in circles.
He waited.
A thunderstorm came and the ship of fools was tossed about.
He yelled again, “I just want a nice environment”
But the tempest continued for weeks as the ship of fools tossed and turned and he didn’t sleep well.
He Drank his rum and yelled I just want a nice environment
When the Thundercloud finally left
He was still drifting and the sea was calm.
His supplies were low.
He yelled, I just want a nice environment.
The Captain was fed up, and she cut his testicles off and ate them.
“I just want a rudder” said the captain
And a destination.”

book, health, poetry, writing

Do what you love but with a plan

I love writing poetry, exercise and constantly challenging myself to change and grow. I am currently doing my final edit of my 2018 poetry anthology, “Djanbung’s Peaceful Protest in Nimbin” At the same time I have opened The Australian Poetry Hall of Fame in Guyra and planning for the “Greatest Poetry Show on Earth” at the grand opening on the 20th of September 2020.

Why has it take so long to get this book edited? Because there are many things that I love doing and I sometimes get distracted from the multitude of goals that I have for my life. Thank you Covid19 for allowing myself to become more focused on what new healthy habits that I need to adopt. I wrote the following piece of poetry titled, “Do what you love” in 2018. However, I would like to add, “with a plan.” That is my learning from this current busy phase of my life.

Schedule, plan, implement and review plan and goals daily.

“Do what you love”

Do what you love
Do what you love
What makes you happy
Why do you complain
When your choice is free

Do what you love
What improves your life
Why do you stay
with your abusive wife

Do what you love
What is your passion
Why do you harm yourself
Not show self compassion

Do what you love
Take control of your health
Why do you eat poison food
Your health is your wealth

Do what you love
Dance paint draw do art
You’ll get a belly ache
if you hold in your fart

Do what you love
It’s my philosophy
Singing dance laughing
Write my poetry

Do what you love
Regardless of fear
If you don’t then your dreams
Will all disappear

Do what you love
You will be happy
When you do what you love
Creating freely

Do what you love
Get rid of the poo
Create a sensation
Amazing and New

Do what you love
Take a walk outside
Look at the clouds
Watch the sunrise

Do what you love
Stop moping alone
Reliving the past
Locked in your home

Do what you love
Don’t make your life hell
Take responsibility
To make your life well

Do what you love
Walk in the rain
Please stop saying things
That cause yourself pain

Do what you love
Or you’ll never know
How wonderful life is
When you constantly grow

Do what you love
Stop the trouble and strife
What self abusive habits
Will you drop from your life?

If you like this then you can purchase my first three books in the Love and Lust in Nimbin Series on Kindle and Amazon.

Djanbung's Peaceful Protest in Nimbin
animals, book, ecosystems, health, Life lessons, poetry, writing

Pete the surfer

Please support Thundercloud as an independent writer,publisher, and poet and buy his books by following the links. 

Nimbin, 2018 sitting in a cafe on the street I was approached by an old mate, Pete. Pete loves surfing and was excited to tell me about his day surfing the day before. Pete left and went into the chemist and by the time he walked out I had finished this piece of poetry and read it back to Pete. He was stoked and now finally it is published.

14, 16, 28, 44 in his head 

I’ve had a great day Pete the surfer said

I went down to Ballina. No one could get out

Even the jet ski driver wouldn’t tow me out

 

The surf was too big, 4 meters or more

It was messy and swirly no one could leave shore

So I walked out the rock wall and dived in the rip

Iit took me out way back on a round about trip

 

I was surfing alone, a pin prick from the shore

I got some big rippers one five meters for sure

I was out in the big waves. I was surfin’ alone

It was bliss, I’m so happy, the wind wasn’t blowin

 

It was glassy and smooth and I got in a tube

It took me back 20 years to when I was a Juvenile 

I dunno what they’ll say at the hospital tomorrow” Pete said

“They’ve been working two years to fix this stuffed leg

I couldn’t give a shit. I’ll enjoy my life too

I’ll sleep well tonight. You know I’m seventy two

But age doesn’t matter, it’s great to be alive

Said Pete the surfer, “ I only feel twenty five”  

 

You will be able to buy this and much more of my 2018 poetry in a 218 page book soon to be released, Djanbung’s peaceful protest in Nimbin. (Djanbung is the Bundjalung word for Platypus)

Thanks Pete.

The following is the first two verses of “The Platypus” which is the introductory poem in Djanbung’s Peaceful Protest in Nimbin.

The Platypus

14/1/2018

Down in the creek the platypus lives. 

On the fish and insects water gives. 

Down in the creek the platypus dreams.

Of abundance in crystal clear streams. 

It’s brown and furry with a duck-like nose.

With a tail that looks like a beaver goes. 

Webbed feet help it swim through the creek 

With a rubbery electromagnetic sensitive  beak. 

 

The platypus’s home is crude but good

He lives in a burrow by the creek that won’t flood

The platypus lays its eggs underground. 

The babies are born in a burrow they’re found.

Because the platypus swims there in the creek 

The platypus has a big rubbery beak. 

A mouth that’s like a duckbill nose 

It’s got claws on its feet and spikes on its toes. 

The platypus burrows underground

Where it lays its eggs, its babies are found. 

 

Thanks Djanbung and stay alert for “Djanbung’s Peaceful Protest in Nimbin” book 4 of the “Love and Lust in Nimbin” poetry series by Thundercloud Repairian out not as ebooks and paperbacks. Just click the links below to buy my books and support me as an artist.

 Love in Nimbin: Love and infinity in Nimbin for all eternity and for our corroborees of song and stories of our dreamings (Love and Lust in Nimbin Book 1)
Lust in Nimbin: Love and infinity in Nimbin for all eternity and for our corroborees of song and stories of our dreamings (Love and Lust in Nimbin Book 2)
Poetry to End Prohibition: The voice of the tawny frogmouth (Love and Lust in Nimbin Book 3)

Proton, Neutron, Electron
change, Life lessons, writing

Frank Questions

This is Frank.

Frank asks questions.

Frank is frank about frankly not knowing, which is perhaps why he asks questions.

Frank wants to know answers. Me too, so we each question each other.

Frank has no judgement, no right, no wrong, no good, no bad.

Frank just is.

Frank, a stainless steel knife, plate and rusty nails
Frank having dinner

Frank has ideas from about what he has seen and heard in his life and also what he expects to see, hear and feel in his life but knows that his ideas are formed from his perspective and the collective programming of all experience up to this moment right now.

Frank and I were telepathically communicating and discussing the nature of reality, duality and perception. This is the conversation.

I: “In planting a seed, I am growing a tree in the future, and in expressing and putting forward a positive opinion, I can always find another who has a negative opinion who want’s to cut the tree down before it grows. Why do others perceive the opposite when I am only planting a seed?

Frank: In this universe there are Protons which are positive and Electrons which are negative but there are also Neutrons. Neutrons are like questions, they don’t care if it is positive or negative, they just exist in balance between Protons and Neutrons, unifying all and moving.

Frank: Take a magnetic iron bar, there is a flow of magnetic energy from negative to positive in one direction (these are the protons and they change position in a forward direction, they are going somewhere) and there is an electrical field which just spins around the magnetic bar going nowhere, these are the electrons and they change position but in a cyclical manner and keep repeating the same habits and going around in circles. The magnetic iron bar doesn’t care about the direction of energy, it just wants to know both truths and exist.

Frank: Take this stainless steel knife for example. It is like the Proton, a 1, and this stainless steel plate is like an electron 0. Both the knife 1 and plate 0 are stainless but both useless without food. See these rusty nails, they are like questions and they unify things. The rusty nails can be on the stainless steel plate and you can try to cut them with the stainless steel knife but no matter what you do or how hard you try, the rusty nails will still exist and if you leave the rusty nails between the plate and the knife in the rain then the stainless steel gets rust stains and begins to change.

I: A stainless steel knife and plate with rust stains will now exist but the nails will bend, rust and then not exist.

Frank: Bending and rusting is the transmutation and growth through gaining knowledge and becoming something else. The plate will keep existing and so will the knife but buy questioning the plate and the knife the nail becomes something else and but questioning the knife and plate then the knife and plate will begin to change too.

I: But who wants a rusty stainless steel knife and plate?

Frank: The rusty nail doesn’t care if the plate or knife are tarnished, rember, its a neutral neutron and just is and it will fade away over time and become something else but the proton will keep going in one direction like a proton believing it is right and having no idea that there is another way to exist apart from being a stainless steel knife cutting things: and the plate will keep spinning in the same place believing that there is no other way to exist apart from doing the same thing spinning around everyday.

I: So, is it better to question than to accept blindly? Is it better to be the rusty nail than the plate or knife?

Frank: Is it better to be a the sun, a fish or the whole universe? Don’t both the sun and fish provide food in their own unique way? Are humans all of creation?. Aren’t you the magnetism, electricity and the iron bar magnet? Aren’t you the knife, plate and rusty nails. Aren’t you the positive, negative and question why? There is no better or worse, only existence.

I: But if I take away the iron bar magnet and rusty nails, won’t the proton, electron, knife plate, positive and negative cease to exist?

Frank: Would not they still all exist but their existence will now be in the place that you took them to? Your evolution so to speak. The nails can’t exist without the plate and knife like the positive or negative answer can’t exist without the question. The neutron doesn’t exist without the proton and electron, are they not all part of the whole?

Frank: Are not the knife, plate and nail’s just different versions of the same thing, steel?

I: Yes, so then who am I?

Frank: Are you not the observer and the participant? Are you not the knife, plate and rusty nails? Are you not the positive, negative and question?

I: Yeah….. Naahh, What do you think?

Frank: Could you possibly be the universe moving, bending and rusting the nails and be the plate, knife, observer and participant?

I: Is it possible?

Frank: What is impossible?

I: An steel nail that doesn’t rust?

Frank: Doesn’t stainless steel change and tarnish if it is left in contact with a rusty nail?

I: Are you right or wrong?

Frank: Am I or aren’t I? I am Frank and I ask questions, don’t I?

I: So I have a left arm and I have a right arm and without “I” the arms would not exist?

Frank: Am I not armless and still exist? Can a question exist without and answer and if I take the knife and plate away aren’t the rusty nails still on the table and the knife and plate still in existence but somewhere else where the participant and observer are unaware?

Frank: Just because you can’t observe my left arm or my right arm it doesn’t mean that they don’t of never existed. I once had arms of steel. Do you know where they are now?

I: Did they rust?

Frank: Does it matter? Does it matter if someone cuts down the tree that you planted that grew from a seed?