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We only want to be provided clues  No longer do we want our problems answered From now on - dismantle and search Under this contractual biosphere  Knowing all of the hyped-up falsities The everyday inference My overvalued ideas  Our failed continuum  It was always out of reach Barriers no matter how small  Barrier no matter how thin Have held me in sway Cutthroat capitalism Empires and colonies Subjected new frontiers Past crimes held beyond reproach My car is making me fat I no longer walk These streets are devoid of humans Nobody is noticing that everything is wrong Until a barbarian walks by Then cries of horror are heard We come to catch a glimpse of the primitive The pre-capitalist primitive  The pre-Christian primitive With the convenience of coffee and shops Not quite the real thing Commodification Taking photos Buying artifacts The Ulladulla Gatekeeper In tribute to Russell Drysdale

Melbourne to Darwin The Shopping Centre Not knowing whether to be scared or to be content Make your judgment Halo or devil  We describe our persona of creepy In our religious manifestations In our children books In our stories  In our movies Our hell on earth Permitting the dead to guide our fear and vision  Peter went shopping In our hallowed place of transaction To think and talk about probability To keep the gate open for approved believers To revoke the others who continue to seek knowledge Our gatekeeper of the significant fell into a moment And became lost in thought  He let his guard down  There on a humble symbol of power  Laid down to rest Control A situation began to unfold No-one saw who claimed it Everyone knows Key 6 was extensively employed to establish Terra Australis Incognita To support those of divine grace to access the fruits of this new world To impose those bereaved from