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Thursday, 1 May 2014

The Department of Truth

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Endless Crusade



Religion poisons everything, but war makes hell on Earth







The new millennial anti-Islamic crusade is progressing apace. Throughout carefully massaged histories written by victors, regional conflicts and major wars have usually been caused by off-the-shelf lies and unconvincing fabrications. This is nothing new; most conflicts are wrought for ‘reasons’ utterly different to those provided to gullible populations of sporty team players and nationalistic ignoramuses.



Everyone knows the one-sided war in Iraq (truly a massacre of innocents, using overwhelming asymmetrical force) was based on so-called ‘sexed up’ intelligence reports. Who did the sexing up – the bald faced lying – that made this all possible? It was lying lawyer/politicians that you probably voted for. Everyone knows the leaders of the ‘free world’ lied to their own citizens as thoroughly as they misled all the other peoples of Earth.



Anyone with half a brain could see what was happening prior to the year 2000, when US Republicans lied and cheated their way back into the White House while the world watched aghast. They’d earlier publicly promised they’d do whatever it took to regain the reins of power - just as, bold as brass in the knowledge that no-one would hold them to account for their crimes, they announced in early 2001 that they’d henceforth be altering intelligence reports. Which is the party that the military perpetually backs and fills and votes for, after all? Who butters the warmongers’ bread – and who recalls that since the 1980s the US economy has been designed to run on war? 

Without war not only would Amerika fail to dominate the rest of the world, but its economy would immediately collapse. Despite apparent recent changes in voter patterns and in the general zeitgeist, the Bush dynasty of Emperor Georges I and II ended the promise of US democracy and snuffed out the light of liberty. But the writing’s been on the wall for decades.



Credible threats have been thin on the ground since World War Two, and ever since that time most large scale wars and minor military incursions have been based on incredible threats and outright lies. Since the 1970s (at least) ‘intelligence’ has filled the news with subtle and unsubtle prods encouraging Western people to see a war against Islam as inevitable - even as desirable to superstitious fools who think of religions as football teams. The same malefactors have twisted the minds of gullible people in the Islamic world, turning them into a formfitting complement of purblind brutalising warriors.



Defacto crusades can be made to last forever, spilling profits into the coffers of corporate warmongers as swiftly as they spill the blood of innocents into oil-tarred sands. They certainly did so the last time around, when the feudal monarchies of the world conspired in an endless centuries-long struggle to conquer a distant ‘holy land’ and murder any who stood in their way. Those who forget the lessons of history…










Killers for Christ



Everyone knows the Iraq war was based on a lie, and yet the fighting goes on and on and on – longer now than all the bloody years of World War One or Two. Everyone with a memory should recall that hawkish US warmongers planned to invade Afghanistan long before the fabricated emergency of 9/11. They should realise that the ‘Patriot Act’ had been prepared long before that false flag attack, readied to turn the land of the free into a terrified homeland free of the brave and bereft of regard for truth or honour.



It’s obvious to everyone now that Weapons of Mass Destruction were always a lie. Many thousands stood in the streets and denounced the lie even before the Long War began. All those intelligent farsighted protesters were derided as ‘unpatriotic’ and ‘cowardly’ and the juggernaut war rolled over millions of innocent people – millions of deaths which fed the maw of bestial corporate clowns in the corridors of power.



A CIA front organisation called ‘al Qaeda’ was stitched up with a crime committed by smiling politicians and their shadowy puppetmasters. Where is this deadly group of terrorists today? Right where they always were – they only exist in the imaginary world of Misters Fixit, the gunman Cheney and brutal Rumsfeld; selling news for Mister Murdoch, NBC, ABC and all the rest of the pile of lowest common denominator crud-sellers, who can’t understand why people won’t believe their lies as readily as they once did.





Has anyone in Amerika – or all their ‘allies’ in crimes against the Afghan people – noticed that the war is no longer against the fictitious al Qaeda, but someone else entirely - the indigenous Taliban? How could this happen, without anyone seeming to notice? Hasn’t anyone read 1984? Hasn’t anyone heard of the historical Great Game, or noted contemporary movents of billionaire-owned gas and oil through vulnerable pipelines in these unstable territories?



And the corporate liars and soap-sellers of the co-opted and mediated mass media have the hide to deride the independent commentators of the Internet. Oil’s ain’t oils and power is power; it’s almost as simple as that.



Meanwhile, the real perps have got away with mass murder as usual! They’re still raking in billions and trillions, laughing all the way to the banks they own as they suck the world dry. Look at oil, at cars and tanks, at GMO foods, nuclear power and weaponry, insecticides, patented lifeforms, bullets and guns; their filthy hands desecrate everything they touch. All substantial manufacturers and miners are owned and/or controlled by the perpetrators of these crimes against humanity, along with the Fortune 500 and any profitable company backed by self-blinding shareholders.



There’s no need to blame scapegoat Jews or the Sultan of Brunei - the pillars of your society are rotten to the core; all your heroes have feet of clay and foreign holiday homes stuffed with cash and servile slaves. They’re the same old barren-minded robber barons of yore, still dressing their corpulent corporate frames in silken cloth and gilded fripperies – and the peasants they own are still too stupid and preoccupied to notice they’re being fattened for slaughter. 



How could Amerikans – whose nation was forged in protest and revolt against distant murderers, tyrants who ruled with a sense of unending entitlement, stand by and allow this to happen to their country – and, because of this dereliction, to the entire world?








Long Time, Short Memory



All these events have been on the drawing board for a VERY LONG TIME. When I heard what was planned for the New Millennium back in the 1970s, the events of our era had already been plotted, believe it or not. Yet it seemed outlandish to expect educated populations to Fall for these age-old tricks, even if they’d still worked so well in the trumped-up Vietnamese phoney war. It seemed unlikely that an unending ‘crusading’ war wouldn’t be seen for what it was by the newly educated populations of wealthy nations – an endless money-making exercise in a new incarnation of the same old Royal Game.



It seemed unlikely that the world’s people would be blinded to the death of the planetary ecosystem and the rape of a dying world by the fog of manufactured wars; unlikely that they’d fail to see what was happening under their very noses, crimes committed by their own hands. Unlikely they’d allow the Nazis to take over again, or fail to recognise the same old wolves kitted out in the same old daggy wool.



It seemed foolish to believe that the broken-backed Nations of Islam could be conflated with a ‘credible threat’ that would ensure continual profits for power mongers – or that the ruined Temple of Solomon might eventually become an excuse to start World War Three and implement global control or genocidal policies of conquest; but believe it or not, this madness is still on the cards and the worst is probably yet to come, for the self-proclaimed King of the World desires to be crowned in an establishment befitting the ancient credentials of Rex Mundi.



I was obviously as naïve as all the war-loving dolts in Christendom and Islam.



If you keep people numb and dumb and ensure some or many fall through huge gaps in inadequate social safety nets as examples to the rest, the fearful mug punter will swallow pretty well anything – even tranquillising rat poison in their tapwater and biocides sprayed on their food. Anyone foolish enough to tell them they’re poisoning themselves and their kids will be derided or attacked. As we’ve seen throughout times past, most coopted football-worshipping proles will roll over and present their bellies or loins to grinning death’s head tyrants when real rightist Nazis take over their societies through guile and stealth. They’ll ignore what’s happening so long as it doesn’t happen to them (until it’s too late), blaming ‘socialists’ and ‘do-gooders’ for the demise of liberty while they cry out to unseeable sky gods to save them from themselves.



As I write, the second huge dust storm in as many weeks (supposedly a once-in-a-lifetime event) is coated my lungs with irreplaceable powdered soils, blown thousands of miles from a landscape desiccated by bare dirt farming and daft desperate cattle ranching on unsuitable land. The dust of ages flees to the seas and fertilises this surviving green fragment of a once global paradise, where I type on a solar-powered laptop. The radio news (this slice of paradise is thankfully too far out for TV) is full of meaningless daily financial weather reports and monetarist fluctuations while the real thing – the collapse of the world ecosystem - goes unreported; unprecedented earthquakes, typhoons, tsunamis, landslides, dust storms and even mass murder apparently pales to insignificance compared to a daily rote reading of uneconomical facts and temporary figures.



Even as I write, the apocalypse has already begun; the winds and tides will grow stronger and wilder and civilization will be swept away in a single human lifetime – and all people seem to want is someone (else) to blame for their predictable private woes. Unlikely as it seems, we can still turn it all around. But I’m just jaded enough to believe it probably won’t happen, because people are too selfish to give up a few minor luxuries, too greedy to stop working at soul-sucking jobs that destroy the planet.



They’d prefer their children die before their time, rather than plant a few trees and stand up to their boss, or stand in front of bulldozers that are killing the one true Mother of us all. They prefer to borrow irreplaceable time with plastic cards to buy useless crap from monstrous killers. They prefer to watch rigged corporate sport and dopey game shows, rather than stand up to be counted in the only struggle that really counts – the honourable quest to save the world, preserve the forests and animals and free the people from the unnecessary yokes of stock markets, murderous billionaires and the pervasive illusion of money.



Democracy has already been snuffed out, not just in Amerika but in most other nations and corporations. Time to resurrect it. That’s one real task facing us all, and a far easier job than the rehabilitation of the planet. How can the will of humankind be heard and acted upon in this Brave New Millennium? How can we salvage victory from the ashes of this woeful defeat of all that is good in our hearts and minds? How can we forget the religiously ingrained dreams of apocalyptic ruin and stupid mass death and replace these old superstitions with something more positive? How can we rise above the lies that our parents believed, and stuffed down our throats with fearful glances over hunched shoulders?



It’s the end of the world as we know it. We have to change our hearts or die. It’s as simple as that. It’s up to you. See you in paradise – a paradise on Earth! The other options aren’t worth considering, and besides; no-one will be allowed off the planet until they’ve cleaned up their mess!



 
- R. Ayana



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Friday, 25 April 2014

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Freeing God’s Slaves: The Emperor Wears No Clothes 

“Is anything god’s work? God doesn’t do any work – he just gets his peasants to do it for him.”
- Wonder Boy, Aged 8 


Humans (domesticated primates) have long been trained to worship externalised gods – a dangerous addiction humankind has carried forth from its primat-ive childhood; a merely imagined need that usually serves to only impede progressive change and unfolding evolution. Protective and instructive deities are nothing more nor less than the parent figures all children crave. All wise kids eventually learn that obeying the often arbitrary dictates of others who are actually just overblown, overgrown, adulterated children is a dumb idea.

Respect must be earned. Most elders in modern societies have far less of value to impart to subsequent generations than did their more ‘primitive’ tribal counterparts. Many older people are the same simpletons and ignoramuses they were when they were young. Those who claim to be today’s authority figures are almost all control freaks at best, and clinical psychopaths at worst. Almost all conspire to fatten themselves on poisonous excesses at the expense of the ecosystem that truly nourishes their children; mindlessly slaving away at tasks which destroy the planet and alienate them from their loved ones, with the idiot excuse that they’re ‘supporting their families’.

In the modern world ‘bosses’ are actually parasites, sucking life from the host of workers who labour under their dictates. CEOs are nothing more than common enemy overlords. The further up the ‘ladder of success’ one progresses, the more excesses and crimes of omission are committed. And everyone who toils on that ladder is equally culpable, supporting and maintaining a loathsome system with their precious time and effort.

Many ‘bosses’ earn fantastically higher wages than those who toil at much harder jobs – as intrinsically unfair, untrue and unjust as any racist dictate of classic caste or class systems. Those who crave power are those who deserve it the least. Anyone who sucks and arse-kisses their way up the totem pole is best pitied and avoided – not praised. Independent contractors and others who are their own bosses are the freest workers in the modern feudal wage slave era.

Those who remain inside institutions beyond their maturity are insecure timeservers who are happiest locked inside a comfortably familiar prison. Anyone with a PhD is automatically suspect as an institutionalised ignoramus. Most are overeducated buffoons who never realised that throwing away all the best years of their lives to conform and confirm the lies and misapprehensions of other fossilised brainwashed academics is a stupid idea. Most are just insecure kiddies afraid of stepping out into the great wide world – afraid of nature and their own unexamined nature; afraid of their own shadow.

Most people are carefully convinced by society to show more respect – and give more money – to a domesticated primate with the word ‘doctor’ (or some other aggrandising title) in front of their name than to anyone else. We’re trained to think that the work done by someone who has spent many years ‘studying’ is somehow more worthwhile – and worth more – than work that’s considered more ‘common’, such as planting and nurturing trees, growing organic food, building homes or educating young children. We’re entrained to believe that one person’s time can be worth more than another’s.

A cogent way to remove this classic conditioning can be to avoid calling anyone ‘sir’, ‘doctor’ or (heaven forfend) reverend. Such aggrandising titles are far too damaging for any egocentric wannabe leader to hear and only serve to establish subservience. If you always refer to so-called doctors as ‘docturds’, and discourage anyone from trusting the words of such moneygrubbing, authoritarian, self-inflating egotists, you can train yourself to stop supporting an intrinsically unethical system. Avoid using made-up titles entirely; why not simply call a person by their name?

Almost all docturds are only in it for the money – shamelessly rorting medical insurance systems to squeeze every drop from society. The rest is hopeful confabulation on the part of their desperate victims. In most cases, people actually heal themselves (there are exceptions – see below).

They target the most helpless and vulnerable groups of humankind above others, foisting their theoretical practices on women and children in particular. Female humans are thoroughly entrained to entrust their bodies (and minds) to paternalistic authority figures. From a very young age they’re taught to visit docturds regularly, and to trust them with every intimate detail of their lives. Women (in particular) are trained to have ‘regular tests’ for ‘abnormalities’ – tests which actually cause the very ‘abnormalities’ they purportedly search for – and to enrich the coffers of white coated professionals with ‘preventative’ and ‘elective’ surgery and toxic chemical intervention. Pap smears, mammography and the treatment of ‘abnormal’ cells produce more false positives (fake results) than accurate ones and the docturds and their pathological host of pathologists apologise all the way to the bank after each mistimed misstep and misanthropic mistake.

‘You know them by their fruits’ – and most of the fruits of ‘medical professionals’ are rotten and poisonous. More people die from medical (t)errors than from any other cause. Pill-pushing salesmen for chemical industries deserve the OPPOSITE to respect, as do ‘scientists’ who lend their time to the industrious military establishment, or to corporations of ignorant savages who randomly interfere with healthy biological processes to make money from poisoning the food chain and planetary ecosystem with pesticides or genetically modified ‘products’.

Surely we all know better than to show any respect to banksters by now. The most lame offenders of all are probably so-called ‘economists’ who peddle a pseudoscience that every taxpayer is brainwashed into believing, even though their ‘forecasts’ are even less accurate than those of the average 20th Century weatherman. So-called news reports overflow with their senseless, tedious effluvia, drowning out any meaningful news or information beneath their hazy bullshit and babble.

The biggest (and potentially most dangerous) liars of all are ‘religious’ people – conmen and women who peddle superstitious pernicious sexism, racism and utter bald faced balderdash to the most ignorant and insecure people on the planet, offering filthy lies to those suffering from the greatest terror on Earth – the fear of death; just like docturds.

Those who profit from other people’s misery deserve no respect whatsoever.


Motive is everything


This writer now observes the world from a remote forest, but once lived directly opposite the medical school of a major metropolitan university, with the opportunity to meet many up and coming young docturds. Whenever the chance arrived to converse with a medical student in private I asked each of them the same innocuous question; ‘Why did you decide to become a medical professional?’

Over the course of several years literally scores of these young professionals had the same opportunity to present their case. Not a single one replied; ‘Because I wanted to help the sick’ or ‘to be a healer.’ Not one claimed to have a particular interest in anatomy or biology. None even bothered to feign any real interest in medicine. Without exception their replies were almost identical; “Well, I was going to be a lawyer but my mother/father thought there’d be more money in medicine.’

When I asked if they’d taken the Hippocratic Oath (which simply requires medical practitioners to ‘do no harm’ and to help the sick and suffering regardless of payment), they all simply stared at me with an expression that seemed to say, ‘Are you really that naïve?” I never allow a docturd to come anywhere near me. I’ve set my own bones, healed internal bleeding and cancerous conditions without subjecting myself to their ignorant meddling (and am still alive and healthy as a result).

Surgeons who capably repair damaged individuals and those who genuinely care for and look after the sick and injured – like nurses – naturally deserve respect. But most docturds are self aggrandising arseholes at best, and outright dangerous nincompoops at worst. Few include things like diet and lifestyle in their diagnoses and routinely prescribe inappropriate but profitable poisons to desperate people.

Those who profit from people’s misery are nothing short of despicable.

Like many or most purveyors of ‘professionalism’ a large number cheated their way through school. They don’t deserve your trust or respect. Don’t take my word for it. Just ask virtually any nurse you happen to meet; they know what’s going on!


Those who can, do

‘Those who can, do. Those who can’t, teach.’ This old truism needs to be revived and spread far and wide. Very few ‘teachers’ are anything but institutionalized time servers who’ve been trained to brainwash others with gormless mind control served up as ‘education’. They have no life experience and know nothing but what they’ve been told to believe. All their textbooks were hopelessly outdated even when they were newly published.

The great technological and social advances of humankind have all been brought about by people without doctorates – in many cases without any formal ‘education’ at all. Tesla, Einstein, Edison and most celebrated creative thinkers achieved the improbable despite the ‘education’ institutions they were subjected to (and escaped while still young), not because of them.

Creative thinking suffers from regimentation. Authority poisons it. Once a child can read, write and understand basic mathematics they are capable of choosing their own path to knowledge and remain individual enough to have unique creative insights. As all teaching institutions are automatically outdated and operated by superannuated time servers, all a person can really expect to learn in ‘higher education’ institutions is conformity – and how to babble to other cocooned minds in obscurantist jargonese.

Don’t put off living your life until later! There’s no time BUT the present. What do you really want to do with your precious time? Do you really want to serve the obnoxious dweebs who are destroying the planet with their ‘efficient’ industries and ‘profitable’ pastimes? Start something new, fresh and original instead – away from their pernicious influence, where you can’t feed them with your efforts.

Around two generations ago people in advanced nations were informed that by the 21st Century they’d have to learn how to make use of their coming abundance of ‘leisure time’. Automation would ensure that fewer and fewer people would be able to ‘earn a living’ by toiling their lives away and an era of plenty and freedom was dawning. The need for anyone to work full time would soon be redundant. People were told they’d have to learn how to share the shrinking pool of jobs that remain – and to learn to share everything else as a result.

Everyone needed to learn how to best use their newfound freedoms. Guess what? It’s the 21st Century! Wake up and smell the flowers.

Me? This time of year I shovel clean dry horseshit by day to provide healthy, honest, wholesome food for myself and those around me. You can’t buy clean manure – almost all animals are filled with poisons and only the ones you feed and look after can be trusted to provide clean fertiliser. By night I shovel bullshit out of the way on the worldwideweb to make way for the growth of truth. The evolution of the internet is doing away with any need for the fossilized ivory towers of ‘education’ institutions.

Every time someone uses anything fuelled by poisonous fossil fuels – every time you turn on a light, drive in vehicle, borrow money, use anything made of plastic or almost anything created by this toxic civilisation – you are as culpable and destructive as any oil company executive or bankster. Every person who works in an office tower, factory or mine is as bad as the executive who squats atop the totem pole. Every worker who props up the totem deserves to go down in the tower along with their boss. Those who serve pain and death deserve it.

Changing the system is a good idea, in the long run. Yet in today’s world you can only do anything of real worth for yourself and your family by leaving the old workaday system behind and helping it to wither on the vine with your absence. The only real way to succeed is by abandoning the dominant paradigm and creating, living and loving a new way of life – preferably with likeminded change agents.

Turn off your TV and get rid of it (if you refuse to read much watch my Youtube channel instead)! The internet is a great alternative – if you use it for something other than supporting the system with your time and energy.

If you like to learn, become one of the New Illuminati in this new Enlightenment @ nexusilluminati.blogspot.com . Learn how to plant and nurture living things; learn about something worthwhile, such as Permaculture. Ally yourself with life through your thoughts and actions, and object out loud to slaves and bosses who want you to help them saw off the limb you’re perched on. Let them know what you really think of them!

If you want to actually save the world, join any group that’s actively stopping loggers or miners or chemical factories/farmers/poisoners or other corporate slaves from destroying the planet, and get out into the real living world, to experience its actual glorious splendour while you stop the moronic workers from filthying their own nests and yours. Stand in front of a bulldozer driver with other wise souls – and stop them in their tracks.

Above all, take time out to examine your mind and motives. Your thoughts create the world! See where your thoughts/programs/memes actually come from and decide whether you want to own them. Enjoy life (without shopping or spending money). That’s why you’re here. Don’t put it off. Do it now!


Turn on. Tune in. OPT OUT!

Time appears to flow onward…



- R. Ayana


“Before enlightenment, chop wood and carry water. After enlightenment, chop wood and carry water.”
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Monday, 7 April 2014

Light Bearer

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Paradise View of the Demon Realms:
Unenlightened Bardo Realms ~


In the Demon Realms the denizens think nothing of killing and devouring their fellow beings, even when they understand that their victims are self-aware and feel pain just as the demons do. Demons eat flesh not because they have to, but because they choose to. They train their young to desire the burned flesh of others, so that it seems a natural right for them to needlessly slaughter other beings at their whim.

Demons even call the enslavement of terrified beings (whose unavoidable destinies are proclaimed to be nothing more meaningful than to further fatten the demons’ stomachs) a noble ‘pastoral enterprise’, as they destroy Paradise to fatten their herds and turn fertile soil-rich lands full of diverse life-forms into the barren wastelands of the Demon Realms. The rest of their food is tainted, half-rotted and often entirely contrived from waste products and toxic chemicals.

In the Demon Realms there is no clean fresh water. The demons add poisons to it before they drink it and swim in chemical-laden water laced with their own urine and excrement.

In the Demon Realms there is neither silence nor peace. Noise envelopes the demonic hordes in a numbing cocoon and their time is crammed full with needless stress and pointless – but destructive – activity. They never have enough time to really reflect on their existence or have a chance of changing it. Their overloaded senses become dulled and jaded and the demons crave ever more empty diversions and entertainments with ever-escalating levels of death, violence and other vividly distracting passions.

In the Demon Realms there is no object or living thing that hasn’t been placed there by demons. They all live inside the concretised manifestations of their demonic minds, never seeing anything created and planted by Nature. Everything they see, hear, smell, taste or touch has been erected by other demons.

In the Demon Realms they breathe smoke, poisons and fumes in an all-pervasive translucent cloud of sulfurous brimstone. They heat and chill the air with infernal combustion machines that add toxic chemicals and poisonous vapours to their atmospheres, and almost everything is powered by machinery that poisons their air all the more. The more cunning and thoughtless demons blow hot, dead air and smoke out of their edifices, into the lungs of those who cannot afford to do the same to them.

The demons see the world as their oyster – not as a priceless pearl – and say it is their right to destroy the beauty and bounty of nature – which they call ‘resources’. They expand the Demon Realms into the shrinking sanctuaries of Paradise with their endless rapacious activity. They believe that might makes right and that those with chunks of glittering metal torn from the Earth’s bosom deserve to rule and devour whatever they will. They believe that the demon with the biggest gun has the inherent right to all power. They believe that God is on all their sides when they slaughter each other, and they are all correct in that belief.

In the Demon Realms the chief demons make continual war on each other to keep their demonic forces well entrained to be able to wage more war, terror and death. The tribal demons fight for illusory symbols like flags and totems, to give them more power to release their hidden fears, bigotries and hatreds on everyone else. The greatest killers are praised as heroes.

In the Demon Realms no-one can trade or participate in life without using imaginary symbols of Power inscribed on paper, metal or congealed oil. Their emperor has no clothes but it’s mandatory to praise his glittering raiment.

In the Demon Realms everything not forbidden soon becomes compulsory.

In the Demon Realms everyone is ill and delusional, out of touch with Nature and their own true natures. Most demons inexorably kill themselves with their daily suicidal behaviour and rarely live more than a single century.

In the Demon Realms there are a few angels working to save Paradise and help elevate all beings with their true potential.

They need YOU. Follow the rainbow – along the Green middle path which leads through its centre!

Today; a silver perch leaping from the stream, over and over, following a dragonfly as it leapt from its element in pursuit of known unknowns. A grey falcon swoops on the flock of guinea fowl and the peacocks ruffle their feathers. Black cockatoos greet the coming storm with loud articulate screeches that carry sentences of meaning with every second’s squawk.

We move timber and stone, soil and sand, and an old cast iron bathtub. A logger comes to see if there are and ‘cheap’ trees ‘for sale’. A few more trees go into the ground when he’s gone, as Emerald catbirds and Wompoo pigeons celebrate his departure.

“See that mirror surface?” I say to Dave as we rest for a few minutes beneath the reforming rainforest canopy. The deep pool has stilled as the storm bird begins its escalating cry. “See that meniscus forming on the surface like a lens?”

“Sure,” Dave replies. “Just like a slightly curved mirror.”

“The water’s literally bulging upward toward the waters above – it’s an electrical phenomenon if you like, as the water strains to make contact with itself. It’s a fairly certain sign that we’re about to have a thunderstorm…” A few ripples begin to form on the still surface. “Are they falling up, do you suppose?”

The lightning arrives thirty seconds later.

Paradise is a forest – just beyond the open field of your vision in the Demon Realms – and all demons are forgetful angels.


- R. Ayana


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