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Chalk sign-writing.
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Driftwood.
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sacred mysteries
MY STORY ABOUT CAMP BABIRRA At the camp I was lured to a man's tent by his promise of canabis. When I spoke about my sexuality he threatened me to stop talking to him. In the morning, after my argument with a woman, he told me he had a grudge with me for talking about my sexuality to him. That night at sacred fire he told me off for yelling at the woman, but also told me he would bash me if I acted on my sexuality around him, he used the pretense of defending the woman to make homophobic remarks to me saying I was 'disgusting' for talking about homosexuality. He said he would bash me outside the camp and promised me that he would win the fight. He intimidated me into shaking his hand. I walked away. In hindsight I can see how Andy actively and physically came between me and the other gay men in the camp to stop me from making buddies. He did that twice around the sacred fire. He was trying to control my behavior. If I could go back and do things differently I would have...
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Love is Love.
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Flying Phallus.
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Chrysanthemum Chinoiserie.
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Knife and Roses.
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Stone Circle.
WINTER Where nothing is true When nothing has substance Across the universe Waiting for the void to come Where there is no reason When nothing can feel Pain is all there is Time counts for nothing A world without love The ocean comes to me In rivers of failure Dreams lost in frigid air
NIMBIN From Byron Bay by magic bus Slow train cars and Susan’s sounds In the showgrounds by the park Friends gathered at night with guitars Because love’s fantasy consumed me Because sweet fate and Gunja used me Then in rolling mist as daylight fades Then in stories told by magic glades Rainbows wrought in fire and fear Two gypsy boys and faeries queer Two Tassie punx met in Nimbin town Over the hills and far far away
MANDATORY DRUG TESTING AND THE CASHLESS DEBIT CARD FOR WELFARE RECIPIENTS I have read the report on the trial on which the Government’s planned expansion of the trial is based. You can read it here: https://www.dss.gov.au/sites/default/files/documents/03_2017/final_cdct_evaluation_-_wave_1_interim_evaluation_report_9_february_2017.pdf . This trial seems to have certain flaws, for example in in some communities as many as 49 percent of people refused to participate in the trial. But broadly I appreciate that given increased rates of alcohol consumption by young people, the Ice/methamphetamine epidemic, and the real threat of terrorism, Government seeks ways to control how welfare payments are spent. Because otherwise policing these social problems will become too expensive and not effective. For this I believe the cashless welfare card will be deemed to be a success, and will be retained under future governments. However, the Government’s cashless welfare trial only solves half of...
QUEER POLITICS- PASSION VS RESPONSIBILITY Recently I lost a friendship because of politics. I sent this new friend an invitation to like the Queensland Rainbow Greens facebook page. I did so because I saw a video of a rally for transgender rights in Brisbane. As my friend is transgender I figured he would surely be interested. But no, I got a message soon after from his partner asking me not to send him any political messages. I replied to the person directly “I am an active supporter of the Australian Greens. I think about politics all the time. If you don’t like that then unfriend me and stay away from me”. It did the trick, he unfriended me. But not before sending me a message complaining that I should not force my passion on others. I think I have a right to reply to this so I want to say a few things without identifying the person. Firstly, Jesus Christ had passion, I have a brain. And I use my brain to think thoughts like these. I understand that some people find politic...
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Eye of Horus.
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THE TYGER.
GYPSY LOVE Don’t fall in love with a gypsy boy I fell in love with a gypsy boy Never fall in love with a gypsy boy He’ll steal your heart and your money too He had a tan like sienna Dark hair like a racehorse Fit and lean like a footballer Body sweet like sugar with molasses Tattoos like a prison gangster Hairstyles straight from MTV Metal chains and electric guitar La vida loca, my Amore Gitano The only man for me is a real gypsy boy Spitting on the street, a skater and a rebel Tempting all the young school girls and boys With his good looks he is as handsome as the devil I can hear that flamenco guitar playing me out Telling me it’s time to move on Ten years on and this town still reminds me of you What love lost? What blood lost? All for you Take my soul, and hang it, I’m done with you Take my money, and burn it, no drugs for you Take my heart, and shoot it, because love hurts I can’t feel this pain anymore. I can’t feel s...
THE DEVIL TAKE YOU The grave will take me Hung from a tree Nine days and nine nights The venom of snakes The blood of newts The toes of a frog The tail of a dog I’ll be born a-gain I’ll have my day again When I rise again Some heads will roll Don’t mess with me, Troll I will still have my way Even at the End of Days Metal scraping and machines The sound of animals screaming Fire that cannot be stopped Hunger never filled Thirst never answered Love never returned Gone missing and never found Like a wall of lava The fire comes to us God revoked heaven God raze the earth God forfeit life Now descends eternal Night Blood from the moon, tears of Baboon Tie the knots three times three