The Great Forgetting 2019-2022

I am totally amazed at how quick most Australians have seemingly blocked-out — forgotten-ignore? — what occurred during the 2019 to early 2022, especially (2021 was the worst) all the crap that the govt/minions/bureaucrats enforced, imposed, coerced, lied to the the population of Australia under so-called healthy-safety-caring for the community. Yes, folks here think it’s all gone away, life for them is now the “new normal”, triple vaxxed and still wearing masks (!?) and still “catching” and “spreading” the “thing” they were told they would not have/get!? Lol … such a sham and shame, as they cannot join-the-dots and realise, It ain’t over yet!

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The real “virus” to be genuinely concerned about is diseased despots, dictatorial democracy, and the “evil” they are sowing-spreading, covertly and insidiously.

We Are Creating This Craziness

Someone of social media prominence said, “We” are creating this craziness?”

Hmm … children being poisoned, tortured, exploited, raised to be sacrificial possessions for the perverted, deviant, and worshippers of another kind (human-kind only).

The elderly, the frail, the vulnerable being ignored, disposed, neglected, “unseen” … hmm … that is too simplistic …

The cult — the culture of exploring-exploiters, colonialism, survival of the fittest, imperialism, hierarchy and servitude, narcissism, the “giveme”, the modern (10,000 year history hence) deceivers and believers, investors and molesters — in a nutshell — the self-serving, selfish, viral thinking of wetiko within, needs to be exposed, ex-spelled, expunged, de-sanitised, and stopped, whenever and wherever it appears and contaminates, friends, family/lies, community/ties, etc, … stop the excuses and the excusing … oh well 🤷🏼‍♂️ one can live in hope, fantasy and vacuums of sanitary exemption from doing, the falsity of powerlessness … not all are “wealthy” happy and healthy … try living in Haiti, Yemen, Palestine, Dombas, South Sudan, or West Papua as an indigenous person, and the list goes on ….

Being Strong

It limits you. Having to be “strong” for someone else. To be “strong” for everyone else. To be available, to be reliable, to be wise. To be a console and consort, constant and consistent, considerate. To be there for them, waiting, patient, tolerant, understanding, listening, supporting. Predictable. To be “strong” for them, with them, to have that “strength”, that resilience, in abundance for them to draw-upon, to top-them-up, to replenish them, encourage, re-enthuse. To humour, to inspire, motivate. It limits you, to all-ways be the “strong” one, the resilient.

If I Were The Devil

If I were the devil, this world would be my playground.
If I were the devil, your lives would be as toys.
If I were the devil, you’d believe I do not exist.
If I were your playmate, living with you.
If I were deceit, then my pleasures shall rise.
If I were your pleasures, your wants and desires,
Then I’d live-in and amongst you
Pleasurely disguised.

Seeking One’s Tribe

An expression of thought …

“The tribe” members are scattered, dispersed, the seed within each spread, blown, and seeded far and wide, carried by the wind and the colonisers throughout many lands, covered and buried deep within, often hidden from those of the alienation, the ones disconnected … the “seeded” from the origene now isolated, fragile, vulnerable — flickers of light, embers of might, amongst the darkened ones — each seeking their home, their familiars, their kindred spirited, hidden yet glowing, transmitting, amongst the simulacrum and copy-cats, seeking to commune, to reconnect to each other of the tribe of the forgotten, the unique, the individual that makes the whole whence together, in their common-union, communion. Many guises, many disguises, yet knowing when they meet. … peace be with-in and about ye… ✌🏼🔥🪃