Djanbung's Peaceful Protest in Nimbin
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Pete the surfer

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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)

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Poetry to End Prohibition

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The Tawny Frogmouth on Prohibition Free PDF

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Free “Love in Nimbin Ed 2” ebook

Love in Nimbin Edition 2 Book Launch

To celebrate the release of  “Love in Nimbin Edition 2” I am giving it away for FREE as an ebook for 5 days from 13th of March 2020 to the 17th of March 2020.

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Speak to us of Lust

“Speak to us of Lust before you leave

Your vision of lust makes us think of greed”

 

The Thundercloud rained, “Lust is a double edged sword and can cut you to pieces or cut a path to your future”

Lust can keep you burning in hell with the lust to be perfect or lust for control. Lust can make you sick with obesity or destroy your character with spiteful words. Lust feeds you the “flavour point” with a perfect balance of salt, sugar and fat. Lust makes you waste time chasing Satan’s rainbow at the end of the video game, masturbate to porn, ejaculate and give up your dreams to please other people. Lust for food, money drugs, sex, tobacco, drugs, alcohol, adrenaline, causing fear and power.

Lust for power will make strong men weak with corruption.

Lust for beauty makes naturally beautiful women paint clown makeup on their face, cut their noses off, suck fat out, insert silicon, inject botox, lift faces, inject fillers, pay a fortune for a garment made by a woman paid one dollar per day and pay a personal trainer to tell them to move their fat ass,

“Lust for life” said Thundercloud, “that’s a whole other ballgame and that is the edge of the sword that you want to use”

Lust for life can take you walking up mountains, past crystal waterfalls, into caves with treasure of silver and gold. Lust for life is knowing your purpose and where you are headed. Lust for Life is the Captain of the Pirate Ship heading straight into the storm knowing that there is smooth sailing on the other side.

Lust for Life can make you say “See you later baby… I’m outta here”

Lust for Life wakes you at 4:30am and says get up and exercise in the cold winter morning. It takes you down the health food isle and makes you repulsed by the sweets,  crisps and sugary soft drinks isle of the supermarket. Lust for life has you growing you own organic vegetables and eating a predominantly plant based diet. Lust for life has you shopping at the Organic Food Cooperative and avoiding the supermarket altogether.

Lust for life has you driven by purpose setting goals, plans and applying them in action that sees you getting what you want.

Lust for life is the rain which sprouts the seed, the storm that feeds the river.

Lust for life is showing the truth to a liar like a lightning bolt to a tree on a hill.

Lust for life says goodbye narcissist and hello humility, goodbye judgement and hello acceptance, hello self love and goodbye hateful people, goodbye and you are welcome to play with your gang of bullies but I don’t want any part of it.

“Is that all?” the crowd asked

“No” replied Thundercloud

“Tell us more please” they begged

“NO” Thundercloud boomed out, ” I have plans to sprout seeds, fill rivers and strike lone trees on hills to make ozone”

And Thundercloud stormed off leaving behind a rainbow.

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50 Thousand Years

1st Prize, Crocodile Crawl and Marathon Swim in Nimbin Pool Olympics

It was my 50,000th birthday yesterday so I have decided that I will share all my poetry from the last 24 hours. However, first I want to announce that I achieved a lifelong dream of Olympic Gold in the Nimbin Pool Olympics on the 27th of January 2020. I won’t be going to the Tokyo Olympic Games but I am seriously considering entering the 50m butterfly in the Pan Pacific Masters Games #PPMG2020 on the Gold Coast in November because with dedicated training, I can win.

This first one celebrates my sons and the gift of life from my two past wives.

Thanks for the gift of life
From my first and second wife
Our three sons are my greatest gift
Everywhere they go spirits lift
Clay, Luca and Sacha are my sons
The Builder of Earth, The Light of Moon, The Protective ,Caring One
Carrying Water mixing Earth, and Light
The love of two people in the Moon Light
I sowed the seeds and nurtured my sons
They look to me as The Role Model One
I express gratitude
for their attitude
Their smiles, hugs,
that they are peaceful not thugs
They grow and show love
Protect, build and shine light above
Thanks for the gift life
From my first and second wife

This poem is about self care because if you don’t care for yourself how can you care for others?

My time alone is time I own
I’ll spend it productively alone
Time for self, mental and physical health
As my health is my wealth

Quiet time is sublime
Where I find the words that rhyme
So I will write in the night
Words to inspire and delight

Time for me is time I’m free
To create my life for me
Where I inspire others higher
In the quiet time when I retire

I’m in Brisbane visiting my parents and son amd when I went outside in the night to pee, I noticed the difference and decided to write about it. Please pardon my profanity 😉

The city and bush

The city at night is incredibly quiet with only a far away hum
Back in the Bush sound surrounds insects, frogs are around so back to the Bush I’ll run

The city at night is filled with light
Even when the moon does not shine
In the Bush I see stars, wallabies not cars
And The Milky Way in a bright line

In the city asleep, you don’t hear a peep
But the hum of the air conditioners ring
In the Bush hear the breeze, in leaves of trees
And Cicadas that make my ears ring

I heard a bird, he said some words
“faaaark the city I’m a crow”
“there’s many birds in the Bush, so off I’ll push
“off to the faaaaarkin Bush I’ll go”

I’ll get out alive, thrive not survive
So I made a decision to leave
In the Bush I am happy, life’s peaceful not crappy
But the city makes me want to cry and grieve

I won’t look behind, life is sublime
I am lucky I live with the land
In the city day and night, there’s struggle and fight
But in the Bush the beauty is grand.

There’s a lumpy old stump that I love to jump
Wind blows the leaves on the ground
Now I sit in a White box with a fan at the top
Going around and around

I’m going back On a winding logging track
That’s now a road for a car
I will be fine in the Bush anytime
And The city, long gone and far

Anticomplaint

Today I’ll complain
I know its strange
But I also wake up with pain
I wouldn’t usually tell you
I just push through
And manage it with my brain
I want to complain
About sun and rain
And fuckas
In my news feed
That whinge and complain
About the hot and cold
New and old
And can’t handle the truth
From people like me
Who are BOLD

I Emptied MY cup
But filled it back up
Because who wants to be
A useless fukup
So I won’t complain
Put my shit in your brain
With your pussy attitude
Are you sane?
Lift my spirit high
Fly in the sky
Experience all of life
With joy and not cry
Laughing with happiness
Passion and bliss
My puspose to uplift
As people need this
And I will no longer
Whine nor complain
About pain
But take action
not get sucked down the drain

I won’t complain
Nobody wants to hear it
I am an uplifter
An uplifting spirit
My purpose to share my words to uplift
Sometimes a slap in the face book
Is lifes greatest gift.

STOP IT

Stop trying and just decide to do it
Stop crying and go through with it
Stop giving up and start something new
Stop procrastinating and just do
Stop surviving and thrive
Stop drifting and drive
Stop hating and love
Stop fearing have courage
Stop sinking and swim
Stop drinking alcohol and live
Stop taking and give
Stop shaming and forgive
Stop fighting and care
Stop cutting and grow hair
Stop complaining and be sane
You are responsible for the thoughts and actions of your brain

Birds, bees, flowers, forest trees, we are in the need of these.
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Tawny Frogmouth’s Pain

Last night I went for a drive to collect some eucalyptus seeds so that I can grow some seedlings to plant trees for koala corridors. It was just on dusk and the tawny frogmouth was sitting peacefully on the driveway. I got out of my ute and approached him. Then he majestically flew off into the night. This is the message that he left with me last night.

 

The Tawny Frogmouth came again last night and said,

“I hate to be a pain, but prohibition is is causing harm to livers and damage to the brain”

There are so many people who want to medicate themself,

but they can’t get real medicine so end up damaging their health”

Cannabis is prohibited but cures cancer and also pain

Magic mushrooms cure depression, reset and reactivate your brain

DMT is made by your lungs, in your pineal gland, in roots and bark of trees for free

It is one of the most endogenously produced and healing substances denied from you and me

Alcohol is a poison and damages your liver and brain

But marketed and freely sold, prohibition is insane”

The Tawny Frogmouth said, “take a long hard look at yourself

Why prohibit medicines but sell what is bad for your health?

We tawny frogmouths wonder if you humans are sane?

Why do you drink alcohol which damages yous kidneys and your brain

You would be better off without alcohol,” the tawny frogmouth said

But magic mushrooms, cannabis, harmaline and DMT grow new brain cells in your head

“I am a psychedelic tawny frogmouth, I just love and wish you well

And that you recover from your alcoholism that makes you unwell and your life hell. ”

Please, I love you, please,  I love you, I’ll ask you once again

Please care and nurture your own health, I am crying here in pain”

The Tawny frogmouth came last night and this is what he said,

“Please stop drinking alcohol, ”  I heard him in my head.

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My Ancestral Legacy

My first book, “Love in Nimbin” was dedicated to the memory of my grandfather, Arthur William Musgrove on his birthday 16/1/2017. This year, on his birthday I decided to donate my double decker bus, Atlantis to the town and people of Nimbin so that the community can have a free public transport system. I initially bought Atlantis as part of a project to make a free school travelling and teaching wellness and sustainable off grid lifestyles. However since arriving in Nimbin that dream morphed into Nimbin Free Cooperative Communiversity which launches on the 21st of January 2020. I also think that it is time to move on from living in Atlantis and that she would best serve a whole community like Nimbin. So the commitment is to give Atlantis to Nimbin, raise the funds to ensure she is renovated to meet road safety and registration requirements and then Nimbin will have public transport around the village for locals and visitors at an affordable cost. 

The Gentle Man

Eye of Atlantis the 1971 Leyland Atlantean
The new face of Nimbin Public Transport Cooperative Atlantis.

Arthur was a bear 

A bear who could hug with great care

Loving in a manly way 

Kind and happy, laugh and play

Always with gentle care

Arthur was a great big bear

He taught me how  to be a man

To walk with strength but softly

 

In the garden waits a boy

Beep of a horn, shouts of joy

Bumpa, grandpa coming home

Plums and lemons, grass freshly mown

Driving out on the freeway

“No more bridges” is the game we play 

In me, Arthur is forever more

The gentle man lives on for sure

 

Happy Birthday Bumpa our Grandpa
You died in a car crash when I was young
so I’m giving this as a gift of life to Nimbin
so that everyone can enjoy her and have fun
She will drive about Nimbin
People will not need their car
Just for the cost of a donation
Carrying locals and visitors from afar
Happy birthday my ancestors
This is how I honour you
A gift for future generations
Is my gift in Honour of you.
Happy Birthday

 

16/1/2020 Happy Birthday Bumpa, Arthur William Musgrove my grandpa
He killed in a car crash when I was four                                                                               Another driver went through a stop sign and hit his driver door                                          He gave me many good memories and lessons. Number one,  how to shave with razor. Number two. He also taught me to be a gentleman.

I want to honour his memory and give a gift of unity
I can’t give it to him but it’s a gift that can serve a whole community.
My grandfather was a soldier and he taught me to fight for peace.
So I studied Environmental Science and got a job at Greenpeace.
Greenpeace taught me to bear witness and to take action on solutions.
From my grandfather the soldier, Greenpeace and now living in Nimbin I learnt that together as a community we are stronger.
I want to give Atlantis, the double decker bus to the whole Nimbin community to use as a free public transport system in and around Nimbin for the whole community to enjoy.
But it needs a little work, money and people to help do it however, Atlantis is still in very sound condition.
And I am asking for ideas and for help so that Nimbin can have free public transport for locals and visitors.
Can you help?
This would mean people could get home and into town safely and visitors could enjoy it too.
I would love your hear your ideas.

Atlantis Leyland Atlantean 1971
Atlantis Rainbow Art by Seb Humphreys