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The Art of Malaka

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  The Art of Malaka  Malaka (Rise Above 'Em) [Verse 1] Jealous cowards try to control! Mean-spirited cloth – cut from the same! Old comments rotting – fourteen years old! Doubling down – you got no shame! [Chorus] Malaka! Malaka! Special Greek word – for scum like you! Malaka! Malaka! Rise above! We're gonna rise above! Vile views – spreading hate and fear! Malaka! Malaka! We ain't taking it – no more! [Verse 2] Who’s next on the list? Indians? Greeks? Vietnamese? Women? Whose next to be cut? Major parties silent – lips sealed tight! Cowards in suits – hiding from the fight! [Chorus] Malaka! Malaka! Pauline and Cory – same rotten core! Malaka! Malaka! Ashamed? You should be ashamed! Hate, division, fear in the air! Malaka! Malaka! We’re calling it out – everywhere! [Bridge] Minorities marginalized – feeling the pain! Unheard, unrepresented – driven insane! This ain’t left or right – it’s decency! Common fucking decency! I’m angry – really bloody angry! How do you get away w...
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Hole in the Wall: REFUGE strip

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Hole in the Wall: REFUGE strip We have the consciousness to make sense of our physical realities. We do not have the physics to make sense of our consciousness. Why do we need to protect ourselves from our own inventions? As we normalise the killing we design safety nets that are thin and ultimately useless.
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Where is this road taking us?

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It is the same place and same time Being in a different time and associated with the same construct So much place is taken up by the same being Is the need to move forward a priority over being in place and time? No matter how far we have traveled the same social construct has remained steadfast in place.
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Darwin Streets on a motorcycle: Sprigg

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The starting point This is the starting point. However, my starting points are flexible and never reliable. For this reason I have started in the middle. Although a street has a starting and finishing point, the stories of in-between are what I am interested in. There is nothing ordinary in ordinary. You don't have to be a christian to be a christian. You don't have to be an American to feel powerful. You don't have to ride a motorcycle to feel the road. The problem is, there is too much road.
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