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  The sky is dark, and the clouds are gathering ominously. The earth beneath us is parched and cracked, and we know a storm is coming.  The problem is overwhelming, and yet we lack the sense of urgency and immediate action needed to address it.  We have all been crowded into large cities, where our voices are silenced and the needs of society neglected.  Our leaders act in secrecy and ignore our problems, leaving us feeling like we are being swept under the rug.  We stand at a crossroads, frozen by the weight and significance of the decision that we must make.  Our written histories show us that we have always been able to innovate, problem-solve, and transform when we come together.  Let us link arms in unity and face the sunrise. Together, we can transform into a collective community that believes in positive change.  We must demand that our elected leaders create a flourishing society that addresses and resolves the destructive problems we face...

  It only takes the slightest breeze. After each sunset. Before the problems of the day are resolved. The bludgeoned crawl out. To reclaim some dignity. And some semblance of affinity with living. And their efficacy to feel beautiful. The opportunity to refract and diverge with their whispers. If you want to listen to them. 3am in the morning. When the void sets in. And all daily grinds transpire. Stone cold awake. Then night allows your creativity. The force denied brilliant struggle. By stripping away your defenses. You wake up and feel the affinity. The moon, stars, and clouds. Listen to your reptilian cycle. Before the window closes. And you have forgotten the introspection. Quiet conversations. On whatever breeze chances by. No longer demanding hardened options. Or decisive actions. Just being aware of stillness. As an uncomplicated opportunity. When elsewhere else has none. Claim this moment. To be within yourself. Translucent memories. Whispering for your return. To childhoo...

  Poem Modernism and Promised Prosperity We were glorious when we were young. Having a new and influential way of looking at the world. Free of the arguments from illusion, visionary dreams, and the solitary evil genius. We concentrated on the inner-urban. That was until we arrived And dismissed our problems without evidence. Through powerful leaders doing God’s work. Artist Statement video Somewhere Adrift Since I can remember, Australia's values have been under threat. I am talking about the fear of losing the innate grace, that is,  the subjective sense of the Australian way. The threat list is long and most are foreign. The reported attacks by mass media are external to Australia's W.A.S.P. heritage. They are the values for what our soldiers died for. The land down under, adrift in Asia. We Australians have been under the threat of potential invasion since the frontier wars. The fear is a deep-rooted "settler country" psychosis. And it gets whipped up by politica...

  The Descending Fog It is not the misadventure of accidentally falling in. Or the fear of being pushed in. It is the normalization of staying in. And losing the courage to climb out. When nothing seems worth the effort. We keep our secrets and despairs silent. And foolhardily flout stupidity as optimism. A leap of faith. A whisper on a breeze. A gust of wind. A beam of light. The disparities of wealth and power, Have enabled growth-based failure. What is mine, Has prevented us from taking urgent action. On the significant global issues. The first impact on the biosphere. The second impact on the biosphere. The third impact on the biosphere. The fourth impact on the biosphere Aura Sylle and Tartarus These doors open to the deep abyss. To the land down under. Where a royal corrections corporation kick-started a nation. For more profit. With bonuses for doing better. Proving yourself acceptable. With space to innovate. Within an over-incarcerated population. The distress of the unkno...

  Enter the Portal Not all stories are defined by the starting point. But once authorized it is never to be altered. The present is fortified by the past. The future is determined and foreseen. From a capitalist perspective. Enter the Portal Marchosias The great and mighty commander It is all about strength Power  And motivation One-off sponsorship You Tube

  The Rapid Creek Abyss Stares Back From the corruption and scandals of our colonial governments. And the just moral and social evolutions afforded. Far from the lands of despotism and aristocracy. The Empire shaped this land. The Abyss arrived. All those deaths made in silence. The instruments that silenced tongue, histories, and myth. The institutions that maintain silence.  The Rapid Creek Red Moon Eye Lunar malevolence. Fear of being attacked. Fear of being eaten. Cyclical predictions. Growth-based endeavors. An engineered future. An empire.  A sovereign state.  Conquering many territories. Subjecting people to one authority. Many cultures under one kingdom.   One kingdom one god. Subjugation. The wrath of one god. Enforced by law. Abyss The Character Of Storm Ill at ease. Discomfort and distress. Settlers breaking down. Opportunistic men. Of self-interest. In denial of atrocities committed. Structured towards blame-shifting. The rights of lordship. And...

  All the Devils are here Hell is empty Foul's bane Westernization and institutionalization And the outlawing of traditional customs One-off sponsorship You Tube

  From behind this veil I can see everything and everyone You only see me as a shadow  I sometimes get lost in the camouflage You try to remain civil and courteous Inside, I have no need Outside, you have no idea Here I am on my crafted net In my domain Waiting for you to enter To select the choice Convinced  As unconstrained And Free It is not sufficient. To ransom our future on exponential growth. A future of class division. Where the unprofitable is marginalized. Structural policy indicators database for economic research Money never sleeps The Fallen Spider video One-off sponsorship You Tube