Blue Knob Sunrise
Life lessons, poetry, writing

Sunny Morning

Crepuscular rays of the sun through the trees
In the dawn there is silence, not even a breeze
Rising in the East and flying through the sky
Shining on all from your birth till the day that you die
There’s blue sky, fresh air and flowers around
In this place of abundance birds and trees all abound
I love the morning that is born from the night
When the Earth spins around and we get sunlight
I give thanks for the beauty and light in the morning
I give thanks for all life and the sun as it is dawning
Without the sun and trees little moisture would rise
Then there would be very few clouds in the skies
There would be no Thunderclouds to make falling rain
To wash away garbage and bring new growth again
I love the mountains, the trees and the rays of the sun
Because lonely life in the darkness would not be fun

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poetry, politics, writing

World Peace 1

Peace and love table at fantAsian eatery Nimbin

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Sitting up late one night I had a thought of war
How the whole world would be happy if it was gone forever more
I thought about a world where everyone lives in love and peace
And how we’d laugh, smile and dance with joy the day we end the war disease

We’d eliminate all fear and all humans could grow and thrive
The day we close the armies will be great to be alive
Melt down all the warships, tanks and fighter planes
Give the soldiers all jobs planting trees, fruit, growing grains

We’ll remove the border walls and no more competition
There will no longer be the need for the old Waring tradition
Because instead of fighting, everyone will lend a hand
When we end all war will be an awesome day and grand

It will happen in my lifetime and it’s going to be great
The day we all unite will be the day we celebrate
The ending of the wars, the killing and the fear
And all the weapons gone and the peace that will appear

Everyone will share their food and there will be no scarcity
The day the war machines stop will be the day humanity is free
From the fear and anxiety and loathing of each other
Look in the eyes of everyone and you’ll see your sister, brother

We’ll be happy and all smiling, forgiving with compassion
With no more separation and competition we will fashion
A world of peace and love with happiness the plan
Where everyone can celebrate, boy, girl, woman man

Now you’ve heard my story let’s begin today
Imagine all the happiness when all wars go away
You can start where you are and achieve your inner peace
Eliminate your guns and fear of other people disease

Because that is where it starts when you dehumanize
When you think of other people as less with judgement on your eyes
And you impose on others your judgement about being
And enforce it with a war, is the scenario I’m seeing

But you don’t need to be scared or bullying and so demanding
When you can be accepting, listening, caring and understanding
And approach all people as humans with love and with compassion
A world of peace without war, the whole will fashion

All people came together with love and peace their job
United all the world as One United Mob
Because war was bad for business and war a social failure
And it started with an idea that spread, one night in Australia

One Friday Afternoon


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Life lessons, politics, writing

One Friday Afternoon

It started on a Friday in a land not far away and the idea spread like wildfire and they began anew that day.
He stood up in a market place and read out his idea
“Lets Unify the Whole Planet and make all borders disappear”
“Let’s eliminate all scarcity and ensure a more than a basic wage”
“Let’s have a single Global Currency for Living, commerce and trade”
“Let’s eliminate all Nations, Passports, Visas, Border Walls”
“Let’s close all the armies, navies, airforces too and have no weapons at all”
And as he planted seeds his crowd it grew and grew
until the Whole World was listening not just one or two
He said, Everyone can have free energy, renewable and then we all will thrive
“When we end all governments will be a great day to be alive”
“Do no harm and nurture all and simplify all laws”
“Support and love all people and lift up all the poor”
Have a governance of things based on compassion and doing no harm
Then all people can live in love without fear, in security, without alarm”
Let’s make all food organic, all medicine for free,
free public transport, free schools and homes and life will be easy
“All people just want love, security, happiness and compassion
To create a life of love where all can thrive and live in passion
One Friday afternoon the man stood up and said
He told them his Ideas and world wide they spread

Life lessons, poetry

Legend of the Bombagund

Earth 2020, A story of the future time.

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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

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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