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Every stop is a story - Darwin to Adelaide River

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  Every stop is a story - Darwin to Adelaide River The Adelaide River Rupture (image to be uploaded - subscribe to be notified) The storm did not break over the Adelaide River plains; rather, reality tore open along the track. To the left, the familiar Top End landscape clung fiercely to its quiet melancholy. A lone gum tree stood sentinel over the charred scrub and dry earth, its leaves catching the last bruised light of a brooding wet-season sky. In the hollow below, the old fictional homestead crouched beside the rutted dirt road, enduring the heavy stillness that always settles before the atmosphere ruptures. Then came the tear. It began not with thunder, but with an overwhelming, luminous heat that shredded the grey overcast into molten ribbons. You could feel the vortex of raw energy sweeping through radiant ambers, searing cadmium oranges, and blinding celestial whites. The vortex descended like a folded dimension brushing against the earth. Where the atmospheric rift touch...

Celeste The Dog Within


All national efforts have been carved up
All of the brick and mortar
All cultural artifact
Historical parasite continue to impact

All future efforts have been fated by past decisions
An echo chamber mindset
Reinforced through bio-morphic resistance

The degree of better has forever been tempered
Mannered
Stylised

A massacre of ghosts continue to gather
Of previous authority
Of righteousness
As we rejoiced and then sing like dogs

Whilst our platforms are constructed on limited and non-existent knowledge
We seek expedient opportunism
Aspirations undercut and underscored by an incremental promise
Ex-post-facto cut and slash away

Forlorn and miserable
At loss with hope
The endless churn
The hoopla barks
The campaigning power brokers
Lavished in the playground of unresolved conflict
Tic for Tac
Brinkmanship

Another cyclic dilemma
Yes, here we go again
Driven by manifesto
Forever subsequent
Forever doomed to never ask the basic question

We locked ourselves into a trajectory of self-preservation
And like a war dog
Unmercifully slaughter the enemy







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