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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...

Path of Flight

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A manifestation of problems is about to piss down on me This difficult situation is cloaked in nonsense Encased by feral monsters with voyeuristic intentions I am struggling to see the difference In light of this, I take flight

Rapid Creek Tide Out

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Trying to make sense of it all When the tide goes out And the rain stops What was once seen is now not what is seen All the way across the expanse To the horizon A revealed beauty That is transient and formed Flowing ebbing and eroding Of continuous loss As present A simulation Creation in place And witnessed by my force in time

Once We Were Your Imaginary Gods

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When I was your mirror I was no less dangerous I knew what it took To be as yourself Now I know how to protect I know your empathy I know your trust I know your desires Desecrated through impunity Deep within Where your monster resides You are in fear of reconciliation And of blame

Black Cockatoos Rapid Creek

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As true majestic beings Black cockatoos return to Darwin To squawk and demonstrate What belonging really means

Celeste Dark Awake Not Knowing

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Sweet sickly toxic plume From city to city cars are killing Dead mouth Deàd eyes Push this mess away The inconvenience and perversion

From Montpellier Park to the You Yangs

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Beautiful sprawling Geelong A veneer of suburbia each and every way And all of that granite just 22ks north east With distinct pyramid like peaks Making the flat plains so much more It has not always been this way Station Peak Flinders Peak A discovering with sheep Reporting that the natives were unwilling to work Waves of squatters drove off custodian resistance Conflict Aboriginal massacres Procedural lack of evidence Enforcement through denial of representation Legitimizing colonial  right of way Never to be officially documented A systemic off the record ‘land grab’ Plunder and claim Victim accounts reduced to word of mouth Forever locked into what can be deemed acceptably plausible Dogs must now be controlled There are walking and trial bike trails Picnic tables and toilet facilities It is challenging and family-friendly This, the now unquestionable modern day Australian landscape

Flagstaff Gardens Missing Statues

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This is a matter of inference rather than direct seeing Seven burials took place here No evidence that the bodies were exhumed What potential If we want to understand it’s time to reinvent We act as forgeries in the style of what we really want Only to became redundant due to the introduction of a new technology Then knowing we have been found out We lack the  knowledge Like fallen angles that lack life and emotional play Taking the historicist position by what we forgot about it Through the development of scientific knowledge The colony of identity has been re-established Normalised aura To form once again - a unique existence in a particular place in time This magnificent achievement that time has reshaped To what is now less good, less beautiful, less awe-inspiring, less interesting Our memories reliant on reward and monetary gain Walk on by and think less about it When none of the original statues exist, it nolonger matters.