Humour, Life lessons, writing

The Dictionary

The dictionary

Look it up in a dictionary”, I said IMAG9931

A what?

Dictionary, it’s a book that has every word in it

Like the internet?

Yeah but just words and their definitions

Like Google?

No Ads

Paper?

And Words

Like what do you mean?

A dictionary is a book that lists all the words in a language and their meanings, usually in alphabetical order. It can give the equivalent word in another language as well as their usage and examples. A dictionary can also give you the pronunciation, origin and grammatical usage whether it is a noun, verb, particle, conjunction, preposition, adjective or adverb.

What’s a verb?

It’s a doing word describing an action but I suggest you look it up……….. in a dictionary.

I don’t have a dictionary but I’ve got a smart phone with Google

Here, use my pocket dictionary. IMAG9929

You must have big pockets.

Nah just normal sized ones.

Well that dictionary won’t fit into anyone’s pockets that I know but my smartphone does. Why is it called that?

I don’t know. Let’s look it up in the dictionary. ………. I can’t seem to find it.

“OK Google why is a pocket dictionary called a pocket dictionary when it doesn’t fit in a pocket?”

Well?……

Nothing. It seems even Google can’t answer everything.

Look! Here! In my Pocket Oxford Dictionary under pocket it says pocketbook a small case for papers

“OK Dictionary guy…. define Google”

I can do that without a dictionary and this one was written before the internet existed so no Google.

Life lessons, poetry

Legend of the Bombagund

Earth 2020, A story of the future time.

#DisruptTS19

WAR

Makes Me MAD.

Seeing dying children.

Makes me very SAD.

Little Yemeni children are dying eveyday because of the greed of the rich while in Evans Head (Goanna Headland) the Military Industrial Children Killing Complex will play.

WAR GAMES in joint military exercises between the US and Australia. Talisman Sabre 2019. Why?

To practice for killing more children in Yemen, Palestine, Nigeria, Venezuela, Congo, Sudan, or wherever decided by these fraudulently elected, white supremacist, elite Sith Overlords supported by storm troopers and drones who are led like sheep to the slaughter.

ALL in the name of PROFITS

PROFITS for the ultra rich who don’t actually need anything more.

The Ultra Rich who suffer the most insidious disease of Obsessive Compulsive Hoarding of wealth with delusions of Grandeur of their “God given” supremacy. God doesn’t even exist.

Rant Switch OFF.

Legend of the Bombagund was written in 2017 about a post war, post military industrial complex world where people live in peace and harmony with each other and nurture all living things. The End of the Bluereds is the supporting piece which delves deeper into the military Industrial Complex. I shall attempt to post is in the near future.

Introduction

Henceforth the sloothan warp was hest

No more warp kiell est

Legend of the Bombagund

Peace now reigns but the rivs were blud

 

Over there in future Earth

Father tells his son a story

“Long ago the rivs were blud”

“This story will be gory”

 

“Henceforth the sloothan warp was hest

No more warp kiel est

Legend of the Bombagund

Peace now reigns but the rivs were blud

disruptTS19

 

Warrender came in a gust of whoosh

Against no warp did he push

The pushers and their rivs a blud

All lay down the bombagun
The bombagun henceforth no gotten

But the rivs a blud are not forgotten

The peace now rigns not the bombagund

Warps rivs a blud no longer run

 

Henceforth the sloothan warp will never

Warp kiell est no more ever

Legend of the bombagund

Peace now reigns and the rivs are love

 

Warrender stood between the others

He said, “Hey warps, kiell me yor brutha”

The Warps they answered, “Why? But no”

“There’s rivs a blud on the sand and snow”

 

“ These bombagund no need have gotten

but the rivs a blud are not forgotten”

Warrender came to heal the Earth

And the rivs now run clear rainbow birth

 

Henceforth they stopped the rivs a blud

And the rivs now flowing rivs a love

Warrender stopped the Bombagund

And the rivs a blud no longer run

 

“ Tell me dad. What’s a Bombagund?”

“Twas a machine to make the rivs a blud run son”

 

Henceforth the sloothan warp was hest

No more warp kiell est

Legend of the Bombagund

The rivs now flow clear rainbow love

 

Legend of the Bombagund Part 2

Boloxum flumoxed through the air

The sound of skringing everywhere

The smell of scrotch upon the nose

The sprooshelness it stained the clothes

 

Warrender Whoosshed into the land

There was rivs a blud upon the sand

Warrender called “ Hey Warps! Yes. You!”

“The Bombagund is kielling you”

 

The Warps answered “We don’t want no more.”

“The rivs a blud or bluddy warp.”

“We do not think that warp is funny,

But we’ve invested lots of money.

 

“How can we stop the Bombagund

So the rivs a blud no longer run?”

Warrender said, “The Bombagund put them down”

“Make a huge pile far from town”

“Ground them down and make no Warp

Destroy Bombagunds forever more

They piled the Bombagunds up high

A giantzilla pile up to the sky

 

They took the biggest Bombagund

The very last unrusty one

Warrender flew above the pile

Warrender and the Warps all smiled

 

They dropped that last big Bombagun

The very last unrusty one

Then the bombagund was never more

The rivs of blud upon the shore

 

They stopped and never ran again

The Warps they all became good friends

Henceforth the sloothan warp was hest

A pile of molten metal was left

 

Warrender stopped the Warps somehow

They made robots, tools and homes and ploughs

No rivs a blud across the Earth

Just peace and love a new rebirth

 

Henceforth they stopped the Bombagunds

Warps rivs a blud no longer run

The sloothan warp was gone forever

The Bombagun kiell est no more ever

 

Warrender stopped the kielling and fear

And the Bombagunds all disappeared

Warrender left when the warp was over

And the rivs a blud washed from the clover

 

The grass was green, the snow was white

There were no Bombagund flashes at night

Boloxum cleared from the sky

The singing birds were heard up high

 

The acrid skroortch it left the nose

The rivs were clean to wash the clothes

 

Henceforth the sloothan warp was hest

No more warp kiell est

Legend of the Bombagund

Peace now reigns and the rivs are no longer blud

Legend of the Bombagund Part 3

The Warp began so long ago

No Warp could remember no blood on the snow

No Warp could remember how it began

Or a reason for why the rivs a blud ran

 

The Warps were divided into two teams

The red and the blue ununited it seems

Warrender could see through this fake separations

Of the haves and havenots  and the patriot nations

 

Warrender could see through the blue-red warp fear

That their profits would be lower if Bombagunds disappear

The Bombagund makes all people frighted

The rivs a blud on the snow make us very ununited

 

“If you must kiell est, kiell me” Warrender called

“If you want blood on the sand, I’m willing to fall

I stand here a human between two Warp Teams

Blow me into pieces, make me into baked beans”

 

“The Blue Warps and Red Warps, why is you fighted?

You are human like me, why ununited?

My blood it runs red and blue in my veins

We all bleed the same, we all feel pains

 

The sloothan warp was hest not grand

The blood washed from the snow and sand

The solution is simple, it’s called NOTARM

Warrender yelled out, “It’s do no harm”

 

Notarm the people on the Earth

Notarm each other a new peaceful rebirth

Henceforth Notarm and all sit united

Compassionate solutions not selfish fighted

 

Henceforth no blud be spilled on ground

We’ll sit in love all gathered round

No warps, no more, no Bombagund

And the rivs a blud will no longer run

 

We’ll hest the sloothan warp hence now

No more kiell est somehow

Destroy every single bombagund.

So the rivs as blud no longer run.


Henceforth the sloothan warp was hest

No more warp kiell est

Legend of the Bombagund

Peace now reigns and the rivs are love

The Last Bombagund

Hakido walked towards the sun

He looked about and did not run

At night he’d sleep upon the ground

Boyhood was lost and manhood found

 

He’d swim in creeks, eat from the land

Till he came to the ancient forest grand

The leaves were high the trees were tall

The rainforest birds gave a welcome call

 

The canopy closed with no sunlight

The little hairy men came out at night

“Hakido you’ll come with us

We want to show you this old bus

 

“The bus is hidden in a cave

You’re a man now you can be brave

They walked up to the sacred mountain

The thunder clouds rained down a fountain

 

The cave was huge, cathedral rocks

Of stalactites, crystal outcrops

Hakido was despeeched. Eyes didn’t deceive

Twas a machine Hakido could not perceive

 

He said to the little men, “Why you trick us?”

What is this machine? It is not a bus

“You brought me in here what is this found?

Is this the very last Bombagund I have found?”

 

He picked up the Bombagund he walked outside

He aimed it. He fired it. The forest was fried

A skringing sound, sprushelness, boloxum and splatter

The forest black flattened like a nuclear flatter

 

Hakido screamed when he opened his eyes

He’d never experienced such bad-surprise

The Bombagund scroortch made a big dis-inter-figure

A crater and boloxum dust when he pulled the trigger.

 

It cut through the forest blackened and fried.

Left a scar and a crater 500m wide

Hakido yelled, “My eyes don’t deceive

Death and destruction, dead Earth I perceive

 

“Is this the very last Bombagund I have found?”

“This must be destroyed, must be broken down.

It’s not my decision. It belongs to the tribe.”

We must sit in circles collective decide”

 

“This Bombagund thing is a kiell est machine

If it gets out people might become mean

We’ve peace now on Earth we all live with love

This Bombagund thing could destroy all of the above

 

Hakido put it back into the cave

The hairy men said, “you are so brave.”

Hakido returned home from his walk about

A man now the tribe gave a joyous shout

 

Henceforth I have decision news.

There’s one Bombagund  left. No lies. I tell trues

Decision time now. We must be brave

I left it hidden up there in the cave

 

Thundercloud daddo tell us Hakido said

The Legend of the Bombagund. The one in your head

Tell us about the Bombagund I have found

Thundercloud gathered the whole tribe around

 

Henceforth from before Thundercloud sayed

The blue and red warp games with Bombagunds played

Bombagund machines came from Warps who supplied

The sloothan warp, rivs a blud so many died.

 

It all came down to just one man

The one called Warrender who whooshed into the land

Between the Blue and the Red Warps he stood all alone

And he brought World Peace to the Earth all on his own

 

Henceforth the sloothan warp was hest

No more warp Kiell est

Legend of the Bombagund

Peace now reigns but the rivs were blood

 

Life lessons

Mardi Grass and Prohibition

In the first weekend in May is Australia’s biggest Cannabis Law reform rally, Mardi Grass. There are workshops, smoke ins, entertainment and food. It’s a great weekend in Nimbin so book your accommodation now.

This year I will be appearing as one of the MC’s and filling in some of the “in between space” with interesting bits and pieces of poetry along the lines of Helping to End Marijuana Prohibition.  The following piece was written during one of the weekend Medical Cannabis workshops that are held quarterly in Nimbin.

Here’s a poem called medicine

If you were the parent of a child who was sick would you give Cannabis to your son named Rick

If you were the wife of a man with cancer would you give cannabis as a life enhancer.

If you see a doctor and you knew a cure pharmaceutical poisons or a herb that’s pure.

If alcohol does harm but healing why are they dropping cannabis dealing.

If an healing Herb heals not harms why does the government twist our arms.

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Life lessons, poetry, writing

A New World Order

Good bye ScoMo, Trump, Macron, Elizabeth, Netanyahu and the Pope elect.
This year will be the fall of you, my prediction is correct.
We the people call you out and demand that you step down
Your ponzi thieving system is going to be torn down.

An Illuminati puppet with an invisible hand up bum,
A troll to scare the people but only fooling some,
Prime Minister or President or Premier of the land
Re presenting oligarchic interests your deception is not so grand

We the people call you out, you’re Empires all will fall
For your fear wars don’t cut it so we’ll tear down your Southern Wall
Racist figures sit in Towers, Emperors without clothes
Psychopathic sociopaths everybody knows

The truth is that you are human and no different to us all
Not God’s elect, Not Elite nor Illuminated at all
Your hoarding and your greed is an obsessive schism
Turn upside down your pyramid scheme, anarcho-syndaclism.

Redistribute all the wealth of banks and corporations
Share the common lands, no land ownership in Nations.
Guarantee that everyone has a home and healthy food
Free energy for all and health care that is good.

But you corporate office puppets you’d better listen here
Corrupt political leaders , this will be your last year.
Your representative democracies aren’t re presenting me
Destroy the system and create Direct Social Democracy

Life lessons, poetry, writing

The sounds of silence

In my daily morning meditations, I often contemplate the noise in the silence and have never found a truely quiet place. I’ve spent the last few years travelling and in the bush after living in the city in Brisbane for eleven years. In the bush the noise of the insects, frogs and birds can be almost deafening especially on a hot summer’s day when the cicadas are all singing in harmony. However the city is totally different, at 4am in the morning there is a silence of the natural world due to the loss of biodiversity in the city but the unnatural sounds are there. A motor hum, a buzz, a ping, wi-fi, creaky door, squeaky floor, drone, drone, drone, drone, drone, drone. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

NOISE NOISE NOISE NOISE NOISE NOISE NOISE

The silence is within you. Silence is an awarerness of noise.

The sounds of silence

Quieten your mouth and just sit on down

Hear the silence is filled full of noise

With an awareness of all that goes on around

Distant school ground, hear yelling boys

A barking dog, birdsong, and a car driving by

A cricket, a frog, dripping tap

In silence there’s noise of the wind in the sky

The words in my head are a rap

I turned off the tap and dripping noise ceased

A truck’s airbrake gave a loud groan

A trickling creek, the waves on the beach

Loud music in somebody’s home

But silence is just an awareness of noise

When sitting in peace and in quiet

I found silence in me and outside is the noise

Even in the middle of the night. 

Copyright 2019 James Arthur Warren

 

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Big Kev
animals, Life lessons, poetry, writing

Big Kev the Kookaburra

This morning when I got up there were a lot of birds hanging about the spilt compost bin. There were four bush turkeys, three magpies, a pied currawong and this kookaburra of which I managed to get a few good photos. I like to listen to the messages from the animals and when I am attuned in and calm then the messages flow. 

One of the things I have noticed living in the bush and also being an early riser, is that the kookaburras are often the first birds to wake and anounce their presence in the very first light of the day. I was born in the Chinese year of the “cock” and love the birds. I often wondered what the kookaburras were saying each morning but now I think they are just yelling out “Yip yip yip yipeee its awesome to be alive in this awesomely beautiful world and I am awake to celebrate it, yiiiiippppppeeeeeeee”

This morning’s message comes from Big Kev the Kookaburra

Big Kev the Kookaburra had a lot of need

Big Kev the Kookaburra had a lot of greed

Big Kev the Kookaburra was always swooping down

Picking snakes and lizards up sunning on the ground

 

Kev Kookaburra wasn’t always a big fella

It started when magpie called him Yella

Kev Kookaburra Yelled “I’m not afraid”

The magpie had meant the noise he made

 

Kev Kookaburra yelled’ “I’ve got what it takes

I eat lizards and I eat snakes

I’m not scared and I won’t die

I eat snakes, I’m one tough guy.

 

Kev Kookaburra gave a loud shout

Swooped down and ate a water dragon laying about

Swallowed it into his tummy

Said to the magpie, “that was yummy

 

I’m going looking for more to eat

There’s plenty of lizards and snakes to eat

He flew above the dusty track

Snakes sunning themselves in the outback

 

Kev Kookaburra found so much feed

He couldn’t control his pride and greed

When Kev Kookaburra came back

His stubbies wouldn’t cover his bum crack

 

Kev was heavy and weighed down

His belly stopped him flying around

He sat around, could fly no more

Watched TV sitting on the floor

 

“I showed you magpie, I’m not afraid

See the empire I have made

There’s so much more than I need

Could not fulfil my pride and greed

 

Got so much stuff in my life

I can’t fly now I’ve lost my wife”

Kev Kookaburra was now a real heav

The magpie renamed him Big Kev

 

Big Kev the Kookaburra the magpie said

You can’t fly now you will be dead

If one of those snakes comes along

You’ll never sing your happy song

 

Big Kev Kookaburra will be snake food now

Big Kev can’t get off the ground

Big Kev the Kookaburra said, “I don’t want to die”

I really enjoyed to swoop and fly

 

I want to be like I was before

Not big and fat sitting on the floor

Big Kev yelled, “I’ve had enough”

Pride and greed are not that tough

 

“I’ve seen the error of my way”

Only eat what I need to fly each day

He gave up beer and cream cakes

Now only eats occasional snakes

 

He’s fit and healthy now you see

Wakes up with the sun and sits in a tree

Each morning Kev gives a great big shout

“Eat well Is what life is all about”

 

He laughs about the error of his ways

How he’s happy and healthy always these days

Big Kev Kookaburra flies once more

Swoops and flies and he can soar

 

Big Kev the Kookaburra laughs about it now

How once he was fat like a cow

But now he’s free to fly and soar

Big Kev the Kookaburra is a fit fella sure.

Big Tree
Life lessons, poetry, writing

Supplanting: Working from the roots up

To supplant: verb, meaning to replace and bring about higher knowledge through subversive means, working from the roots up to plant seeds and nurture the conditions for growth and change into higher life forms. 

Thunderclouds bring rains that sprout the planted seeds

Thunderclouds bring rains that grow the trees for free.

For me it is important I nurture thee with food.

Loving words to inspire you encourage you to good.

I wrote the following piece so you might plant a tree

Because you can grow a forest just like me.

 

Supplanting Trees

A tree was standing beside the road, the next day I came along.

The tree that once was growing was cut down and was gone.

I asked a Woman standing there what happened to the tree?

they cut it down to build a road and suburbs answered she.

A forest grew beside a lake to the north of the city

They cut it down now you can buy land at North Forest Lake cheaply

Roos love open forest but Farmers use a chain

to clear all the scrub and round up they are spraying

 

A place that once grew trees is now dry and bare

A field, a road, a roof, a fence no trees to clean the air

There was a man who planted seeds and trees in the ground

A lush green forest grows there now  it’s no longer Dusty Brown

You can plant a seed and grow a forest too

Repair the Earth, grow homes for birds and beautify the view

if we cut down all the forest there will be no falling rain

but when we plant trees and seeds lusciousness grows again

 

big tree stump
giant old tree stump

 

Thundercloud Repairian AKA James Arthur Warren is a Nimbin based educator, poet, artist and writer. His first book The Flea and the Dinosaur is a children’s book fully written and illustrated by Thundercloud is available to Buy Now at lulu.com

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