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About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.

Rebel Song


Like so many gone before, I take a Rebels stand, not to take up arms and fight in some battle grand; but to stand against injustice and all I see as wrong and to add my little voice to a … Continue reading →

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Fear


A generation taught to fear; to never hold another near. To feel that isolation rules; taught by computers – bloody fools. Friends are OK but kept apart; no one close to fill their heart. Starved for affection, we will see … Continue reading →

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Gaia’s Songs


The gentle flow beneath the hum, The rhythm of the beating drum, The rippling of a mountain stream, The beauty held within a dream, The Spirits speak so many ways, The warmth within Sol’s gentle rays. All these and more … Continue reading →

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The Dispossessed


We came to this land, slaves or men free, whatever we’d left never more would be. We blazed and we conquered to make a new way; we put in the sweat with little for pay. We’d all left our Homeland, … Continue reading →

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Shadows from the past


There’s shadows on my Spirit, there’s shadows on my Soul, there’s shadows on my heart that make me feel less whole. The early generations; the ones who came before, they unleashed these shadows when they opened wide the door. The … Continue reading →

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Forgiveness


There is no forgiveness,only knowing distress.If we wish to feel Mother’s caressthen we need to see the messcreated by a world on fire;we dance atop it’s funeral pyredriven by our own desireLiar, liar, pants on firehow is it that you … Continue reading →

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Blood on the Wattle


There’s blood on the wattle and we need to heal the fortunes of futures, their fate we can seal. So much we have done and we can’t go back; we can’t change the past but we can future’s track. So … Continue reading →

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In A World


In a world where folk are scared to speak how do we find the truth we seek? In a world where question can’t be spoke how do we find what might be broke? In a world where freedom is a … Continue reading →

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Despair


The despair of this world brings tears to my eyes; how do we survive in this land full of lies? Torn now asunder; cloven in twain; a world full of hatred writhing in pain. Fascism rises on every side; there’s … Continue reading →

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Our World?


We live in a world where there is no us; Be. We live in a world where there is no nature; Listen. We live in a world where there is separation; Feel. We live in a world where there’s too … Continue reading →

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The Path


So many paths unfollowed so many tales unread so many things unseen so many folk un-been But still this life has been a trip and still I will wander on never knowing where I will end up on this path … Continue reading →

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Musings on politics


Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum think they make the world go “Hum” but really all the Tweedles do is mess things up for me and you. So listen not to what they say as in their sandpits they do play. … Continue reading →

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Ode To A Teacher


Speak to me my brother of love and truth and being. Speak to me ’bout the truths in all that I am seeing. Take me on a Journey and show to me the ways; show me the only path to … Continue reading →

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Searching


Searching for a future somewhere in my past; looking in deep shadows my days on earth have cast. I don’t know what I’ll find there, maybe I’ll find pain; perhaps I’ll find some truths that help me go insane. All … Continue reading →

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Monsters


daily it consumes us that feeling in the gut lest we just deny it keep our feelings shut but closed doors can’t stop the monsters that reside in dark parts of our mind we so often try to hide

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