babies

In this little town I live, a cafe- restaurant a bit of a scene in organics-natural, a congregation of Mums often appear, almost as if a competitive effort launched, a lavish affection is bestowed upon babies and the young alike, the protective arms of the Mother swadlling this precious cargo saying to the World out there keep away from all mine, this little treasure, the Mother guards as a sentry this little bundle of joy, this uninviting performance challenges one  to break through this armoured glass barrier, only to exclaim how sweet, it just looks like Mother, this overwhelming protective custody supporting and justifying the Mothers existence, this all encompassing exclusive zone, we are now in no doubt this little mite is protected from the evils of the World, from my point of view all this is now becoming a different configuration, it is no less than a hungry beast laying in wait to swallow up the Earth resources,  and on the road to become a force to be reckoned with, is there now any doubt this little upstart is on the road to become the political decision makers that may well be deciding your fate, as health costs soar especially for older generation that not only got a taste of circumcision in the past, now require the second economic circumcision, due to shortage of natural resources and we must terminate the length of allocated life in particular for the now aging generation, what use are the aged? is asked, we do not want wisdom from yesterdays lot, petrol is the fuel for our excesses, we listen to Rudd on the serious side speaking of North Korea, we are now in trepidation is this the beginning of the third World War? meanwhile Rudd has a quick glance at the stock prices to check if its a bull or a bear market for him, he is lucky, the share prices of steel is on the move up, he decides the right decision is more tanks in to Afghanistan that are armoured with 50mm high grade steel, and by coincidence or design,he has or his Wife happens to have 40 million dollars in that company that supplies steel plate for tanks,leaving a balance of $40 million to play around with, which happens to be in a fully franked dividend slush fund, being a labor leader he is well aware there is money in slush and muck, I have no doubt people such as Rudd and there are many more playing the same game as Johnny Howard, these sort of people, to define a little more not only desire wealth, fame, but the desire to be loved or at least liked, it is not remiss that these people love to be bowed over before the Queen of England, and knighted or a have a medal is irresistible, not only do they seek these qualities, but they demand respect for there insight and wisdom, it is some what unfortunate the themselves are using the Worlds resources at an unprecedented rate and in there hunger for the qualities they endorse and promote it is somewhat unfortunate that I have to say they are greatest vandals of the environment, it somewhat grieves me to think that the as most of the Human race are not able to get it, this is because the required status  these seek they are unable to deal with the far greater problem, that is the mind set they have, cannot comprehend the obvious, not forgetting the physical training exercises adoration of the body, such as Putin, also the president of France who lust after the body image,  remembering that the men just mentioned in the scale of the Universal Time factor were only babies yesterday, I can imagine Rudd being very squeamish about his share at the trough, it has come to the notice the author whilst on the breast, the constant exposure of the breast, by women today, makes one think of the nutrients that many of us are deprived of, sometimes I think is this for me, can I just nip in to the milk bar and have a drink?  now a glimpse in to the past that I myself remember the ghost at the milk bar, it is somewhat a vexation  to me this obsessive compulsion that eventually created the rivalry between me and my Father and the jealousy evoked with regard to the nutrients we both seek and  contributed to the impasse, that would eventually form a silence from well before teens leading to our death to we part.

communism

Now in some recess of my mind lingers the thought as comrades took over from the the Czars a strange problem with the uprising of the proletariate, the managers how do you get managers in communism?, moving on, should the workers listen to bourgeois music and is this aspiring to corrupt there minds?, however Lennon suggested it is OK for the workers to listen to this stuff, why do they not have a choice to not listen or to listen to anything? is this an example of what communism is about? if so we can all move on, the infantile aspect is daunting enough of this scenario, to me Marx was just a stooge for Capitalism, he financed by the system the main objective was to get the Czars gold, by the banking fraternity, in particular the Rothschilds, seemingly the coups that take place is interestingly enough all set up by the banking fraternity, this money that comes from blood spilt is to me a puzzle that seemingly has no point unless in the equation , other the lust for power, it is precisely this that becomes a problem for me, to achieve this status quo, reminds me of the reptilian and animal Kingdom, often I have heard the call for blood from the stockbrokers floor, when you see men dressed in army fatigues on the rifle range, it is reminiscent of retards as similar to stockbrokers, its just when you are in the loop you have faith in? Krishnamurti, Zen, the formica kitchen, passing over London Bridge in earnest for the serious days work at the Golden square mile, making decisions in Parliament, the pomposity of the Establishment league, the Queen of Britain in her phantasy of superiority, Mi6 and the heads that run security, have we got enough surveillance, we need more cameras, we are bankrupt our own mindset is leading us astray? we the superior intelligence, if we exhaust and deplete the Worlds resources, surely we will escape to a better World, that is when one half of a billion survive, did we not if not take the Bible seriously as to the end of the World, at least we know that something similar will emerge, whereby our precious seed will triumph, such as the Conservatives of British Parliament, or our little Johny Howard, and Mike Jagger, who found no satisfaction, we live in hope that the knighthood will help. and I know all of you that may read this blog will pray for the salvation of my twisted little interior, yours, don.

rommel and a misguided attitude

Rommel the desert fox, how brilliant a war strategist, not only because the battles were in such a God forsaken land in terms of warfare, that is exposure to heat and cold, and the physical exposure of open landscape, the difficulty of a comparative treeless desert, the problems of communication and supplies, how far a tank works some 5 to 15 litres per kilometer,the British had cracked the German code, unbeknown to German intelligence, it is little wonder against these odds Rommel had a problem, Hitler had it in for Rommel, not only the defeat in the desert also thinking Rommel had some connivance in plotting against the over throw of Hitler, Rommel it seems had great devotion to the Fuhrer, alas the out come for Rommel and his faith was rewarded by Hitler by death at the hands of the Gestapo, Rommel must of known some time before his death that he would become the victim and death would be his reward, it would be of little consolation the thought dawning in his consciousness that Hitler was mad,as similar to Rommels feeling of I would say the sense of betrayal and the folly of ones own life's work to be put on the funeral pyre the scrap heap, nevertheless it is strange that as what I think is as similar to Rommel's thought, of myself sort of a slave in Australian culture the none realization that the forces would be against me as an artist of note, the idea that one day I may be discovered is indeed a nemesis,  DH Lawrence's work Kangaroo, at this time, I believe he had this ominous feeling of the dark side of Australia, strangely enough I am unsure when this came to me, having to recover from the terrors of LSD that I took via the CIA, it now seems as if I have nearly recovered from this ordeal, the damage not entirely the work of LSD, but the terror of normal people that I had little possibility of escape, ever since this saga I encountered in 67, the main enemy being police, parents, the underground police state, Whitehall, University trained elites, banking, Government,  Mr and ms Average normalacy insane,  psychiatry, religion, Buddhist's,  Christians,the Church, tattoo people, body piecing people, the Rich, the poor, Dancers, drug people, artists, high risers, Military, engineers, experimental clinics on animals, food corporations, the mad, homosexuals, heterosexuals, Royal Family's, fashionist's, glossy magazines, tycoons, TV announcers, political theorists, the list is incomplete.

2 B or not 2B dont miss the razor strap

Coming from Stoke Newington, London, that is on my birth certificate, now a fashionable address, the purchase of a house is now one and half million dollars Australian, in1967 I owned one London 4 story house, one 3 story house, a mansion flat all Victorian properties, it is of interest that although I had this property and a vegetarian restaurant, I was beset by low self esteem, as far as I know I no longer have this particular ailment, although the value of my present ownership of property is by far lower than what I had in 67,  it is as then I had this raw self like a sore exposed to the elements of sensitivity, what plagued me is the incredible impoverishment that one suffered as a result of the persecution of the adult World, it seems as if the philosophy of the sins of the Father will be upon 3 generations, is significant, why if you know that how can it stay with you, it just does, depending on the severity of circumstance, or recent the women I was with taking me to an out back town called Maryborough, to me a town lost of its once historical significance, gold I believe, now most likely surviving on growing marijuana, peering in a shop seeing a strap 600mm long and 60mm wide, I explained to her that this is a cut-throat razor strap, it is made of leather used for sharpening open razors on, this is what my Father beat me around the head and body with, a reminder of the good old days, you never get over this as this happened in ones formative years, but one remembers, one does not forgive nor endorse, similarly the same with Nazis and concentration camps, you do not forgive as to my mind you are not required to do this, one wonders if I had myself been born in those circumstances would one be the same or is it reincarnation?, frankly, one way there seems reincarnation and in another it seems implausible, except that it depends on the situation, the problem with reincarnation is it possible the ruling Elite take refuge in this possibility and justify the willful subjugation and oppressive domination of the other, I had for some time misunderstood the saying of Shakespearean saying to be or not to be and so on now, I had taken this as death as in this life as existential not physical death? what do you think?.

God

This is a short discourse on God, my position on this subject is I take it also we may also use the term The Almighty, the reason it is not possible to for me to take the oath of support of God is that it is presumptuous to know the meaning of God, if we take that Ms is Eternal, I take it that in my present form as far as I know I exist as being temporal, I may transmute in to the Eternal and other than experiencing this being as being in this realm of possibility I am no longer able to admit this is in fact a possibility that I can endorse wholeheartedly, I would put forward that as far as the main religions are concerned and also those that are not, they are on the whole corrupt and corrupting, I am suggesting that not only are the RD Laing, theories are corrupt but to a large extent our icons such as Freud,  and Jung are all in the same boat, the reasons for this will emerge in future blogs, the following I take is true the reason politicians are paid so well is that this resists temptation for bribery, my point is that if you pay them highly to not suffer the consequence of corruption is that you are bribing them because they are corrupt, my point in summary is that not only my parents were corrupt, that all the personnel in my life have been or are corrupt, it is somewhat unfortunate that it is my belief that this includes most Philosophers  of the past and present are as, I would like to paint a less gloomy picture it is state of affairs today as I see it. the roots of this condition may well be in the hands of an inherited past of evolution such as the camouflage of the reptilian and animal kingdom that has such a disguising feature as to hide the truth of the situation.