Wednesday, October 31, 2012



The difference
is in the depth.


In tune with
the times
which only
the Timeless
can be.

by greed &
lust for power.


It has got nothing to do
with the Government.
It's all about the people.
There is no such thing
as a Government
without the people.

Moral corruptness
manifest itself
as weakness

Cleaning house.
Out with the old,
in with the new.

Death of the Old World Order
is the birth of the New World Order.

have been living
& dying
since time

I like being anonymous.
I am the biggest
black hole
you will ever meet.
Get close to me
& I will suck you in.

One has to maintain
a certain level
of stress to walk upright.
That is the penalty
that man pays for
walking upright
on two legs.

Each President brings
his picture with him.

Meditation & scuba-diving are very similar. To spend time on the bottom, the scuba-diver has to remain in a peaceful state so he doesn't use up his air supply. The Guru does the same. He dives to the bottom of the Ocean of Consciousness and sits there peacefully.

are a
breeding ground
for problems.

Only a man
in debt
can be owned
by the master.

Debts & slavery
are inseparable.

Any fool
can get
into debt.

'Give a man enough rope
and he will hang himself'.

Our Society is cracking up
and no amount of Botox
will patch it up.

What creates Joy
in my heart
is knowing
that the Guru is
The Be-All and End-All of Everything.

Facts manifest
Joy in the heart.
Fiction manifests
suffering in the mind.

When you turn
on the light,
shadows disappear.

Shadow Governments cannot exist in the light. Shadow Governments consists of shadow people. Shadow people hang out in the shadows, watching you. They're called shadow-watchers. If you don't want them in your life, turn up your inner light so there are no shadows for them to hide in.

If you don't
want problems
in your life,
don't open the
door to them,
or better still,
don't create them
in the first place.

Tuesday, October 30, 2012



23 years ago, when I first came to America, this was my Statement of Fact;
"85% of this world population is going to be wiped out. The remaining 15% will only survive through Unconditioned Love". Without exception, to a man, everyone said, 'Not in my lifetime!'. Well, here we are, teetering on the brink of destruction. One massive, natural disaster & over we go!.

As above
so below,
as below
so above.

CEOs' come and go but the corporations policies stay the same.
Wars start and finish but the policies of war remain constant.

Radical change
requires radical action.
Don't buy the
Radical change is
necessary for survival.

Survival is not
your desire.
That desire comes out of
name, shape and form.

I have never changed.
I AM the constant.
I live behind
name, shape & form.
It is the perfect hiding place.

as close to you
as your breath.

Some desires are fulfillable, some desires are unfulfillable. Don't waste time desiring unfulfillable desires. Desire the biggest desire you can. It contains all of the lesser desires. My desire is PEACE ON EARTH. What's yours? Write it down on paper. Pull it down out of the Ether.


A man can live without his sight. He can live without his taste. He can live without his sense of smell, and many live without their hearing. It is impossible to live without feelings. Therefore, everyone is alive by the Grace of God.

has a
sense of
Focus on it.

Introduce something
to the mind
that it cannot control &
the circuits will blow.

All the mind
is interested in
is survival.

Be careful
what you wish for.
My heart has no limits ~
you will get it.

'Thank your lucky stars.'
'Never look a gift horse in the mouth.'
'Be grateful for what you've got,
there are others less fortunate than you.'

True charity
heals the heart.

Balanced breath.
Balanced life.

The mother
cannot go back
to being a single woman.

If it's not supporting &
you don't have the power
to destroy it, then you have
to live with it.

Learning how
to live
with myself

Interact with the world in a minimum way & it will have a minimum effect on you. Interact with it in a big way & it will have a big effect on your life.

The Electricity
is the key.

is beginning
to shatter.

Before I will
accept anything,
it will have to
fulfill the

Monday, October 29, 2012



Any idiot can focus on
what money can buy.
A wise man focuses on
what money can't buy.

The ultimate
scam is death.

Nothing can happen
in this life
without love.

'Lead me not into temptation'
As a young man, I learned the meaning of this, every time I was tempted to beat myself up. Don't beat yourself up.

People who are not
afraid of love
cannot be
by fear.

You can't be
fooled by love.
You can only be
fooled by
fear & ignorance.

I will not ever tell you I love you.
If you don't know, you don't deserve it.

If you want it,
do the work &
then desire it.

You can't withdraw
from an empty bank.

How can anyone
know the Truth
if they lie?
If you want a
with the Truth,
don't lie.

The work
is staying

Throbs at
the heart
of humanity.
Get in touch
with it.

Sunday, October 28, 2012



There has to be
something present
to say I AM.

There is no
legitimacy in

There has to be
an equal amount
of presence for
existence and denial
to exist, as an idea.


has never
let me down.

There has to be
someone there to
accept the
existence of God;
likewise with denial.

What lies

Were you to deserve
what you claim,
you wouldn't have to
put it on the card.

Before you

You had better pray to your God that the price of Gold not go down. Were gold to go down to $250 an ounce, 85% of the people on this planet will be gone.

They don't use
paper money
in a Golden Age,
they use Gold.

Why give a man a sharp knife
when you know he's stupid enough
to cut his own throat.


As a child I wanted everything I saw.
It caused great disappointment.
Once I taught myself to focus on need,
the wants fell away like leaves on a tree.

People call
it a dream.

The people who
were not allowed
to participate
in the American Dream
will do very well
in the future.

Find out how many laws have been written & acted upon to guarantee your freedom. Then count how many laws have been written to restrict your freedom.

There is no
such thing
as a 'free world'.

Any nation in debt is owned
therefore, it cannot be free.

The slave master
has a set of rights
over his slave.
Were that not
to be the case the
slave would not work.

The credit card companies are
supported by the laws of the land.
They have more rights to
get their money back
than you have to walk away.


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Where you present at your birth?
Do you remember dying?
Do you really understand?
Or do you spend your lifetime trying?
People tell you who you are
And what you should be doing.
But you never stop and look yourself,
You just spend your lifetime fooling.

Give it up,
Give it up,
The World is an illusion.
Give it up,
Give it up,
The World is an illusion.

If you stop just for a moment
And you care to look inside
You'll find out what I'm saying
Is so easy to realize.
Then you won't have to be and do
Just what they want you to.
You can be yourself at any cost
And do well what you do.

Give it up,
Give it up,
The World is an illusion.
Give it up,
Give it up,
The World is an illusion.

You pretend that you don't know
Just what you want to do.
'Cause it saves you from the pain
If you cannot follow through.
And freedom is a heavy word
You've learned to go around.
It keeps you stuck in your small world
And pulls you further down.

Give it up,
Give it up,
The World is an illusion.
Give it up,
Give it up,
The World is an illusion.

Saturday, October 27, 2012



To be rooted in
the thought-free state
you have to
dissolve thought.

Don't wait for anyone
to give you recognition.
"Give it tha' sen."

I created my own wealth.
I AM a self-made man.


The basics
remain the

comes out of


Man is soon to find out
how much control he really has.

A disciple
of the

The easiest way to pay off incorrect actions is with money. Yet, how do you do that in a bankrupt economy? You are the economy; how do you feel?

Good company.
say that.

A man,
with no patience,
can't wait to die.

Once I
said it,
I had to
live it.

Once you realize
there is nowhere to go
& nothing to do,
you'll have lots of
time on your hands.

The only thing
that stops a society
from imploding
is morals.

you & doom.

Friday, October 26, 2012



The only way to keep
the hamster off the wheel
is to take the wheel away.
Likewise with people.

One of the lessons
I learned in life was;
if you don't look after it,
it will be taken away from you.

Before anything
goes on the blog,
I do the work.

All scams are based on ignorance
& the fall guys are the ignorant.

Dependence on
is misery.

If you could have ____________
would it make you any
happier than you are right now?
I didn't need to look any further.

Nothing will ever
change in America
until you are ready to put
your life on the line.

Going through life,
leaving your shit behind
for someone else to
pick up is over.

All Empires are the same,
they are all built on
the backs of slavery
& that's why they failed.

A powerful man
has no crutches.

Don't believe the bullshit you're told.
Absolute power corrupts absolutely.
In the absolute there is no such thing as power.
In the world absolute power is found in the heart
& someone wants me to believe they're ignorant.

The only thing that will
wake the world up en-masse
is a nuclear war, which
will bring new clear energy.

Not trying to influence
has the most influence.

The desire to go beyond suffering,
isn't that an act of love?

Aches & pains belong to the body,
suffering belongs to the mind.
You may have to put up with the body
but suffering is not necessary.

When it comes down to
necessary & unnecessary
you will be surprised by
how little you really need.

What's beyond
great inconvenience?

I don't care
whether people
like me or not.
I like me.
my best

You claim the body to be yours,
then take it with you when you go.

Thursday, October 25, 2012



Once you leave
something so long
that it becomes
too big to deal with,
it deals with you.

There is
no such thing as
'too big to fail'.
How about
'too big to survive.'

If you're not beyond help yourself,
how are you going to help anyone?

What does one do
when war criminals
are making the
rules up as they go?

Breaking the rules of war
is a one-way strait to hell.

Money cannot buy
Happiness &

People can't tell the
difference anymore
between truth & lies.

Life pushes one
beyond their limitations.
The body, for example.

is a constant.
the others
come & go.

At the end
of the day,
nothing matters
without love.

create problems
and then pretend
you're a victim.

Even an insect
is attracted
to the light.
How about you?

"What is God?"
"Who wants to know?"
"I do."
"Who are you?"
"Precisely! Next question?"

Wednesday, October 24, 2012


(I’ve only been resting about an hour,
when I hear Defoes’ loud Australian voice
booming and echoing through the Army-style barracks.)

Get out of those fart sacks you pommy fucking bastards! It’s time to eat, that’s if you mummies little darlings are not too fucking tired! (As he walks down the line of beds he says;)
Who the fucking hell took it upon themselves to clean up the fucking outer-dairy-yard without fucking asking first? Which one of you pack ‘a pommy bastards did it?
I did. (in a nervous voice.)

What do you mean ‘I DID’, you little fucking pipsqueak? Who the fucking hell helped you?

No one. I saw it hadn’t been done and it needed doing. I’m the one to blame.

(Defoe strides down the shed and stands in front of me.)

Show me you hands.

(I open mi hands. There are about 6 or 8 blisters on them.)

I would not have believed it unless I saw it with mi own eyes. Perhaps I misjudged you, ya scrawny looking Pommy bastard. That's what I like to see.

(He roars as he stands in front of me, looking back down the line. Then he turns to me.)

Good lad, you’re going to make it in the bush. Now go outside and piss on your hands. That’ll heal your blisters and toughen ‘em up. Where’s that ugly little bastard called Morris, and that big curly-headed pufta called Dave? Ah, there you are. You two can take the little bastards job in the kitchen and if you can work as good as him I’ll git ya a job in the Bush. Now fucking move you limey bastards, ya dinners getting cold!

(After the meal we all sit around a bit. Some of us talk and some of us write letters home to our families. At about 9 O’clock the lights in the large Nissan hut are turned out and we all try to get a good nights sleep.)

(Early the next morning I can no longer rest so I get up and dress myself in mi work clothes ready for my first days work. Just for a joke I grab mi old trumpet from under the bed. I pop the locks, put the mouthpiece in, then with a great lung full of air I blow the morning Reveille.)

Oh shit! Put that fucking trumpet away Titch. It’s only 5 O'clock!

(A few seconds later 2 or 3 pillows come flying across the room in my general direction. Then a large work-boot with a rubber heel bounces at my feet.)

Alright boys. Just a little joke, but don’t let Defoe catch you in bed ‘cause he’s likely to do anything, you know.

(At 6 O’clock we were all in the kitchen tucking into a large plate of lamb chops, eggs, bacon and toast and a tin mug of piping hot tea. Defoe comes into the kitchen, gets himself a large plate of breakfast, then disappears back outside again. After breakfast we all go back to our beds for an extra few minutes lay down while our big breakfast digests. It is not long before Defoes’ big, rough head appears in the doorway.)

Alright you Pommy fucking bastards,on your fucking feet. Time to go to work! Who blew that fucking trumpet this morning?

I did.

Get it out and play me a tune, Squirt.

(I pull out the trumpet and play Defoe a couple of Trad songs, then just for fun I play the theme music to the Lone Ranger. Defoe seems to love the trumpet and when I put it away he comes over and says)

Why do you want to work on a farm in the bush ,squirt?

‘Cause I can’t get it out of mi head. Ever since I knew it was possible for me to come out here to Australia, that’s all I ever wanted to do.

I’ll get you a job in the Army Cadets and after that you’ll get bumped up to the regular Army. You’ll make real good money and you won’t have to go through any shit in the Army band. You could make yourself a real beaut career out‘a music, Squirt. So have a good think about it, alright?

I can tell ya right now Mr. Defoe, I don’t want to join any Army band. I just want to get out to the Bush and work on a farm.

Just think about it.
(He turns and walks out of the Nissan hut.)

(That day we all busy ourselves milking cows, driving tractors, cleaning the place up and whatever jobs one generally does around a farm. In the afternoon Defoe says to us boys)

Can any of you lot ride a horse?
(A couple of the boys raise their hands).

Go and catch old Patches over there and saddle him up. You can all take turns in riding him. It’ll give you a bit of experience in case you need it some time.

(Patches is a big, strong-looking black & white Gelding. One of the boys throws a saddle across him and is trying to do up the cinch.)

Not like that ya Pommy bastard!. Go back in the barn and get me a saddle blanket.

(As soon as the boy returns, Defoe places the saddle blanket over old Patches back.Then he throw the Aussie Stock Saddle on the top of the blanket as he says,)

Don’t forget to pull the far side stirrup iron over the saddle,’cause if ya don’t, when ya throw the saddle over him the stirrup iron will hit him under the guts and that’ll spook him and make him kick. This old horse has seen more Pommy bastards then any other horse alive in Australia today and he’s not particularly fond of ‘em. So watch him cause he’s not afraid of kicking and he doesn’t mind biting a piece of Pommy arse now and again. Once the saddle is in place, once you’ve got the cinch up tight, walk him around a bit because he’s a cunning old bastard. He’ll puff his belly out to make you believe the cinch is tight and when you go to mount him he’ll let the air out and you and the saddle will go arse over head in the dirt,OK? Now after you’ve walked him around a bit, if he still keeps his belly puffed out ya give him a real good swift kick in the guts like this.

(Defoe kicks Patches right in the guts and in turn Patches kicks up both of his back legs high in the air and Defoe pulls hard on the cinch .)

Now you’re ready to mount, so watch carefully or you’ll get bit on the arse. You always mount from the left-hand side, and make sure ya hold the far-side rein tight so he can’t bite ya. Ya put ya left foot in the stirrup and then ya swing ya leg up and over in one easy movement like this.

(Defoe is now looming above us as he sits astride Patches.)

Ya give him a good, firm dig with the heel of ya boot, then away ya go, mate.
(After he walks Patches around the yard for a while, he gets off.)
Alright Squirt, hop on ‘im and have a go mate.

(I’d only ever ridden a donkey on Blackpool Beach as a kid for sixpence a ride but I take a deep breath and with great determination I stride up to Patches who put his head down as soon as he sees me approach him.

Grab those reins tight, Squirt! Pull on the far side one until he lifts his head up again!

(As I pulled on the rein, Patches swung his massive head around and tried to bite my bony little arse.)

Look out Squirt! The mean old bastard will have a piece of ya arse if ya not careful mate.”

(All the boys laugh. Patches knows he’s the center of everyones attention, He swings his head around for another go at my arse.)

That stirrup iron is too long for ya Squirt, so adjust the strap like his mate. That’s good enough mate. I’ll do the other side for ya.. Git up on him and watch out for the cunning old bastard. He’s likely to do anything. You got to be thinking one step ahead of that old bastard ‘cause if not, he’ll take over and run the fucking show on ya!

(I mount Patches just like I’d seen on the cowboy shows. I give him a couple of good kicks with the heel of mi boots and Patches starts to walk around.)

Good on ya Squirt.That’s the idea. He’s real hard in the mouth so you’ve got to ride him and show him who’s boss ‘cause if not he’ll take over. Oy! open that gate ya curly-headed pufta so the Squirt can go for a ride in the cow paddock.

(Dave opens the gate and Patches and me ride through into the paddock.)

Go down to the bottom of the paddock and keep ya wits about ya.

(Down the sloping paddock me and Patches ride.)

This is a piece of cake!
(Cowboy Dick rides along with one arm down at his side.)

What a great life it is, riding the Bush Range in Australia. Maybe I’ll get misen a job droving cattle around the Bush now that I can ride a horse.

(We reach the bottom of the long paddock. I’m still fantasizing misen as a cowboy. I almost pull out one of mi imaginary six-guns that are slung low at mi hips. Just then Patches turns around, totally unexpected, and takes off back up the paddock at full speed. All I can do is hang on as mi new bush hat flies off mi head into nowhere. Faster and faster Patches gallops up the field. I’m shit-scared but at the same time the excitement of the gallop is amazing.)

Oh oh! Now what do I do? 30 or 40 yards ahead of me is the barbwire fence where all the boys stand cheering and yahooing.

Ride the old bastard!


(The fence now looms dangerously close and my fantasies are long gone. All of a sudden Patches applies the horse brakes and I see misen flying through the air, headlong over the fence. The next thing I remember is Defoe pulling me up onto mi feet. The back of mi head has a throbbing, dull ache in it and mi arse feels like someone has just kicked it with a size 10 boot.)

Jeesus bloody christ mate! What the fuck are ya playing at! You’re supposed to stop when the horse stops! You’ll bloody well hurt ya self getting off a horse that way. Now git back up on the old bastard and try it again.

I don’t think I’m cut out for riding horses Mr. Defoe.

Fucking bullshit lad. You’ll make a fucking good jockey if ya stop eating. Now git back on him ‘cause if ya don’t you’ll end up scared of horses, and if ya scared of horses ya rooted for Bush life.

(Someone catches Patches and hands me the reins. Defoe gives me a leg up.)

Now watch the old bastard. He thinks he’s got it all over ya !

(Defoe is absolutely right ‘cause as soon as we go through the gate into the paddock Patches refuses to go anywhere.)

Give the rotten old bastard a decent kick in the guts!

(The heel of my boots makes contact with Patches sides. He did not take a liking to this command, so he decides to buck. Up on his hind legs he stands. Then he goes down again and at the same time he kicks his back legs high in the air.)

YaHoo! Ride him cowboy!

Show the bastard what you’re made of Pommy!

(I give Patches another good command. Up and down he goes, kicking and bucking for his worth. My arse and knees are now feeling the pain as Patches continues to try to hurl me to the ground again.)

Make the bastard go down the paddock again!

(By sheer willpower I get old Patches to walk forwards and down the paddock again, only this time there are no cowboy fantasies playing around in my head, only the dull throbbing ache. When we get to the bottom of the paddock I am one step ahead of Patches. I now know what Defoe is trying to teach me. Instead of letting Patches run the show, I hold the reins in tight so he can’t have his head. After a few seconds I say to Patches in mi broad Yorkshire accent,)

OK Patches, you fucking old bastard, this time I’m running the fucking show! Now move you Aussie bastard! Yahhhh!!!!”

(Patches needs no command from my boot heel but I give him one anyway just to let him know who'se boss. Off we go at full gallop. I give him another good heel and for good measure I give him a hefty slap on his arse with mi right hand. Yah! I yelled at the top of mi voice as Patches thunders back up the long paddock. We pass my new Bush hat and for a split second I think I might lean down and snatch it from the ground like a Russian Cossack but dismiss the thought at once.)


(Up the paddock we gallop, the barb wire fence is now getting closer. As we get about 10 feet away from it, Patches applies the brakes and this time I lean back in the saddle and pull on the left hand rein with mi feet stuck out at the front. Patches does not like this at all so he gives a few good bucks to show his disapproval.)

You’ve got it all over him now, Squirt. Ride him back here so one these other puftas can show off his horsmanship!

(I dismount and Patches swings his head around to bite my arse and gives me a look of disapproval)

Good on ya mate. We’ll make a fucking good Bushman out of you yet Squirt. Where ya from in England Mate?

I’m from Yorkshire, Mr. Defoe.

Well, in that case mate, I’ll just call ya ‘Yorky’ from now on and you can call me Bill. We can do away with that Mr. Defoe bullshit, ‘cause you’ve earned it lad. Now ya can lean on the fence and watch Patches give that ugly little bastard Morris a good fucking workout. Come on Yorky.

Come here Morris you ugly little fucking pufta! Up you fucking go mate and show us what ya made of!

(It felt very strange at first to call him Bill, but before long, I start to feel what it was like to be called a man.)

(That evening, after dinner, we hire a couple of taxis and go own to Cabramatta to check out the town. The Taxis arrive and we all pile in on top of each other. As we pull out of the farm Defoe appears.)

Keep ya fucking noses and cocks clean. I don’t want any of you pommy bastards coming home with a dose of clap. This is a fucking training farm not a fucking hospital! So, don’t go rooting around ‘cause there’s a few loose sheilas around Cabramatta. And don’t git in a fight with those bodgies and fucking widgies!
Fucking puftas! (He says to himself as the taxi drives away.)

Where ya lika go?

RALPH (Older boy)
Drop us off where the action is.

Not a problem mate. We’re overloaded, so if ya see the cops keep ya heads down or I’ll lose mi license.

(The Taxi Driver drops us off in Cabramattas’ main street. There’s not much happening so we buy some milkshakes and walk up and down the street looking in the shop windows. When we come to another café I go inside and buy misen 2 –2 oz. Packets of Havelock rolling tobacco. I can’t pass it up because it only costs 7 Aussie bob a packet. I see an Army Disposal store and I go in. I know exactly what I am looking for.)

G'day sport.What can I do for you mate?

I’m looking for a sheath knife.

No worries mate, I’ve got sheath knives coming out the Yazoo. Have a Captain Cook at some ‘a these, sport. Ya bound to find a beauty in that case. Give us a holler if ya need some help.

I’ll take this one.

That’s a good-looking knife, sport.
She’s got a beaut blade on her. That’ll set ya back 2 quid, mate.

(I pay the man his 2 pounds which leaves me with 15 shillings to mi name)

Look after yourself mate and don’t get that knife tangled up with a ‘Dago’.

What’s a Dago?

Christ, mate. Where the bloody hell have you been all ya life? Did ya just arrive on the last boat?

Yes. I’ve only been in Australia for two days.

Gawd streuth mate! You pommys are coming out here younger every year. I suppose ya all work up at the Big Brothers dairy farm, do ya?

Yeah. There’s 16 of us.

Well sport, a Dago is a greek and another name for ‘em is a ‘Grill’.

Why d’ya call ‘em those names?

‘Cause at the end of a days work they say ‘day go’ and most of them work the milk bars and they’re always grilling something or other. So that’s why they get the name ‘Grills’ from. Ya see sport? Now we’ve also got a lot of Italians in this great country of ours, so we call ‘em ‘Wops’ and the Abos are called ‘Bungs’ ‘cause if ya hit ‘em with the roo bar of the truck they make the sound ‘BUNG’. D’ya get it cobber?
(he has a good laugh to himself)
Now take you English gentlemen for example. In our country we don’t recognize your class system so we call you blokes ‘limeys’ or better still, ‘pommy bastards’ ‘cause you’ve got skin like pomegranates.
(laughs again)

Thanks for the information.

G'day sport, see ya around like a rissole.

(We boys are sitting around on a couple of street benches outside the Post Office. It’s 9:30 at night. The year is 1964. The local kids are tearing up and down the streets in their hotted-up Holden cars. A couple of young girls are walking down the street in their stiletto-heeled boots and hiked-up skirts. They’re absorbed in conversation as they come near to the benches we’re sitting on.)

(One of the oldest of our crew.)
Hello darlings. Where are you two lovelies going?

Root ya fucking boot ya pommy bastard!

Charming, I must say.

Fuck you, ya pommy bastard!

You’re a real charmer with the Ladies, Peter.

How would you like to take those two home and introduce them to your mum?

Not bloody likely! I hope that’s not an example of the everyday Aussie chick.

(It’s getting late so we call a taxi service and head back out to the Farm. We all pile out of the Taxis and pay off the driver.)

Look what I found in Town!
(Opens a brown paper bag and pulls out a small box of fireworks.)

You’d better not set them off here Ralph or Defoe will kick your ass.

Bullocks to Bill Defoe! There’s no bangers, there’s only Fizzers and Catherine

(Ralph walks over to the fence and stuck a couple of Fountains in the cracks of the
fence post. Then he pins 4 Cathrine Wheels to the fence post and lights them all at once.)

That’s it, the shows over! Let’s go to bed. I’m knackered and tomorrow we’ve got to get up at 5.


Get out of those fart sacks you pommy bastards. Who the fucking hell was setting off fireworks last night?

(Pulling the bed covers off his head.)
I was. Why? What do you want, shouting your head off at this time of night?

Get out-a bed you fucking yobo before I piss all over ya!
(He grabs Ralphs’ bed covers and rips them clean off the bed revealing Ralphs’ scrawny body curled up in the fetal position.)

Get ya plates of meat on the deck, boy, before I chuck a bucket of water on ya!

What’s the matter?

I’ll show you what the bloody matter is sport! Put ya boots on and come with me!

What about mi clothes?

Fuck ya clothes! You’ve got fuck all to brag about anyway! Come on! Hurry up!

(Ralph puts is boots on and follows Defoe out of the hut. He walks over to the fence post where Ralph had set off the fireworks. We all follow outside.)

(I see what made Defoe mad. Gray smoke is drifting out of the wooden fence post. The whole top of the post is now a large piece of black charcoal.)

OH SHIT!!!!!

Ya stupid, fucking pommy bastard! Look what you’ve done to mi fence post! Had ya have done that in dry bush country we’d have a bloody bush fire on our hands now mate! If ya had another brain in your head, lad, it would be fucking lonely, ya silly yahoo bastard! Go and get ya strides on and after breakfast I’ll show ya where the fence posts are kept. Ya can dig that bastard out and stick a new one in. Then I’ll show ya how to re-strain the fence back up!

(Ralph is standing in his boots and underpants, looking half-asleep so Defoe kicks him in the arse,)

Wake up to yourself, ya sleepy, pommy bastard. Go and get some gear on!

(Ralph gives Defoe a dirty look and takes off at the double, back to the hut to put his work gear on.)

(A few days later Defoe gives 6 of the older boys 5 pounds each
and a train ticket to a Bush town.)

The Cocky will meet ya at the station. Good luck lads’. This is Gods’ own country and with a bit of hard work and a few brains ya should do all right for ya selves.

(Later, after all the boys, except Morris and me, have left.)

What about me and Morris, Bill? Haven’t ya got a place for us to go to yet?

Ya sure ya won’t change ya mind about going in the Army?

Quite sure Bill. I’m itching to get out to the Bush. I’ve been looking forwards to that for 2 years now.

Alright mate. Ya old enough to leave home so I guess ya old enough to make decisions for ya self. You and Morris will be leaving tomorrow morning, so better roll ya swag bright and early.

(It is difficult for me to sleep,‘cause all I can think of is red dust and kangaroos. In the morning I am packed, so I make my way across to the kitchen for some breakfast.)

DEFOE (Enters Nissan hut)
Here’s ya ticket Morris and 5 quid for ya start in life. Here’s your ticket Yorky and here’s a fiver mate. Make sure you look after it, ‘cause you’ll have to work bloody hard in the Bush for a fiver.

Thanks Bill. You’re a real good bloke. You’ve really helped me a lot since I’ve been here.

Root ya boot Yorky. Ya train leaves at 2 O’clock from Sydney Central so don’t go fucking around Sydney and miss ‘em or you’ll be sleeping on the station all night.

(The jackaroos load our cases into his car and drive us both down to Cabramatta station.)


(Morris and I sit around smoking and eating chips waiting for our trains. The train Morris was to take arrived on time and I helped him put his 2 large bags on board.)

Look after yourself Maurice. Keep practicing with your knife and best of luck to you

Same to you Yorky.
(Goes inside train to find his seat.

(There is no one left in my life now to say “don’t do this” or “don’t do that’. All I have to listen to now is the inner voice of silence that lives in the center of my heart.)

(I’m left sitting on Central Station by myself, feeling rather sad as I sit here thinking about all the people I’ve left behind, mi mother, dad and sisters, the 15 lads I’ve lived with for the past 9 weeks, Bill Defoe. They are in the dead past now. ‘O well’ I’m thinking, as I wipe away a couple of tears that are slowly trickling down mi cheek, ‘all I’m left with is what I started out with, myself’)


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If you don't ask
you're not ready.
If you're not ready
you'll argue with me.



The seeing of it
puts one beyond it.

In the silence
there is a presence.
If you want to truly
find out what God is,
beyond your romantic
fantasies and
neurotic needs,
then sit in that silence.

The world will
not get you free
from the world.
Ignorance will
not get you free
from ignorance.

Without discipline
you have to work
for everything.
With discipline
you make everything
work for you.

When like-minded people
support each other
all is possible.

For a
timeless being
the time
is always right.

Much better
to be divinely mad
than half-mad.

One tests themselves
until they
are acceptable.
Once you
are acceptable
to yourself
Where is
the need
to test?

There is
no such thing as
a world without
each other.
Without a mirror
you do not exist.

The subconscious
of everything
we are not aware of.

The first step:
One refuses to blame
anything for nothing
& nothing for everything.

All dependency
creates weakness.
Convenience speeds up
the weakening process.

Q: What has the most power
hunger or habit?

When all else fails
you’ve always got yourself.

Nothing is ever
as it appears to be.
That you can count on.

Time does not exist
when you are happy
doing what you love to do.

The space
is more interesting
than the things
that come out of it.

Uniqueness begins
Where programming ends.

There are no mistakes
Only experiments.

Tuesday, October 23, 2012



I'm not looking for
any more experiences
thank you very much.
I've lived life
to the fullest.

In the meantime,
one employs patience.

I research the
depths of consciousness
one step from the void.

Life was not designed to be complex.
It was designed to be simple
so all you had to do was live it.

I have a right to
be this happy &
I'm expressing it.

If it's frightening, it doesn't
necessarily mean it's evil.
Like love for example.

What kind of relationship do you have with your mind? Is it your best friend or your worst enemy? Does it ever stop and allow you Pure Experience? Does it ever allow you to dissolve yourself in the void? Or does it continually harp on like a broken record?

Be like the holes in
swiss cheese & you'll
live a peaceful life.

What kind of madman would
tattoo a peace formula
on his forehead when
no one is interested in peace?

is enough.

What use is a day
if you don't
have a body?

Monday, October 22, 2012



When you invest in something 90%
then you will have 90% interest in it.

When the animals are all gone,
that's it! Show's over folks.

When the nightmare
gets bad enough,
you'll wake up.

Once commitment takes root
it is beyond your control,
therefore, be careful
what you commit to.

My new life didn't start
until the old life untied.
Untie your past or
drag it through life with you.

While the boat is
tied up to the dock
it appears quite large.
Out on the Ocean
it appears like a cork.

One has to leave
ignorant worlds behind.
One does not have to
be highly creative,
just focus the mind
on the

When you wake up from a dream
do you cry for the characters
in it that have just died?
Your waking is their
death and destruction.

To get free of
you have to risk

The world
and you
appear & disappear

I refuse
to allow anything
in my life
that does not
produce joy.

There is enough
drama, pain & suffering
in this world
without me
adding to it.

Every disaster
is a blessing
in disguise.

Playing with delusion
rarely makes one happy.

If you want something new
to manifest in your life,
or a new life,
then new thinking
is required.

Thinking clouds vision.
Contemplation clears it.

Stay positive &
take it

I have
risen above
as much
as I

To tell oneself
the Truth,
one has to
have great love
for themselves.

True happiness doesn't come & go.
Happiness is.
It comes with the Being.

When one bases
their life on fact
they don't have to
deal with drama.

is a gift.
What do we do with it?
Give it to others.

The amount of crime
in Society
is in direct proportion to the
amount of corruption
in the Government.

Why should I give to
someone who can't take it?
I don't keep people
in my life who can't give it.

The Military
is the rich mans'
private army.

Without discipline
the fear of death
The disciplined man
becomes more & more

You will never hear
a man with patience say,
"I wonder how long I have to wait?"

Wrong purpose
will never


There are no choices
without control.
There is no control
without discipline.

Anyone who tells me
they have choices,
I know they
have no discipline.

One without
is weak.

Discipline &
a quiet mind
go hand in hand.

the strong
will survive.

I only want to be
around people
who can accept Love.
If they can take it,
they can give it.

There is no such thing as
God without Man
and no such thing as
Man without God.

Rather than using God
as an order supplier~
send Him your expense account!

It takes
a great deal of
Trust to Trust.

Whatever produces
fear has to go.

Once you stop
chasing happiness,
it will start
chasing you.

If you don't have
an inquisitive mind,
you're dead.

Each joke has
its own comedian
to tell it.
"The jokes on you".

Sunday, October 21, 2012



It's your world,
you created it.
So why complain
about it?

If it's like that
why did I create
it like that?

and that's that.

When you become unhinged
it leaves the door open
for all sorts of things.

If you don't
want visitors
for afternoon tea,
keep the door closed.

in balance.

A balanced mind
is a happy mind.


The rich man is habitually used to getting every thing he wants. What will the rich man do when he comes across something he needs for his survival & money cannot buy it?

When the right train
enters the station
don't wast time,
get on it.


The Guru gives it
because he can take it.

Once you are
living the laws,
compassion &
you are human &
not until.

I can't die,
neither can you
but your world can.

Once the mind
is introduced
to its source
it can answer
its own questions.

I lived without hope for so long
I ended up free from it.
Once that happened it left
a big, empty, serviceable space.

Once you go
beyond hope
you're free
of it.

Saturday, October 20, 2012



Once you have
no words to
describe it,
then you know
it's real

The world comes
out of the alphabet &
the alphabet is born
from the MATRIKA

Without the
Matrikas' grace,
illusion is mistaken
for reality.

Tell me something about yourself
that someone didn't tell you or
you read in a book or a magazine, etc.

Societies are controlled by the 'fear factor'. The 'fear factor' is a weapon used by the controller. What do you think would happen in Societies where the 'fear factor' to be removed?

You may see a dog as a person, even become it's 'mommy or daddy'. Do not imagine that the dog sees you as a person. He sees you as a 2-legged dog that has more power than him, in most cases.

The best & scariest fairground rides are tame in comparison to what is going to happen when the electricity goes out (and doesn't come back on.) some of the scariest situations in life have nothing to do with electricity, therefore, when electric-cities are no more, you will understand.

In the electrical world the weak are allowed to breed and put in power positions. That all came with electricity. I lived the first 7 years of my life without electricity, in a climate with snow & ice. We were dependent on fire, not on electricity.

will kill

On a lighter note; I have seen young & old alike riding up the escalator to get to the gym for a workout. Can anyone explain that one to me? I'm open to understand.



Q: Imagine that there is a goose in the bottle. Without smashing the bottle how do you get the goose out, intact?
A: There! it's out.

The goose and the bottle are in the mind. Your mind put the goose in the bottle, therefore, it has the ability to take it out. Likewise with everything else in life. You believe you were born. The world appears according to your belief. Employ the same technique and be free of it. Right action will follow.

Friday, October 19, 2012



There is no such thing
as an atheist without God.

Better to die of loneliness
than invent a false god.

Without a god you only
have yourself to blame,
that is, if you are
playing the 'blame-game'.

I never get bored
investigating the mind.

You'll know when you
are really interested;
the mind will stop.

Once you've done your best
you've got to love it.

everyone is responsible
for the world movie
by adding to it.

I've done all the work for you,
all you have to do is drop it.

Having a
silent mind
is better
than all
the intellectual
in the world.

Thursday, October 18, 2012


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All beginnings
have to start
How about NOW?
Seeing as ENOUGH is ENOUGH!

We sin
& cause others to suffer.
Others sin
& cause us to suffer.

If you
truly believe
you can
have your cake
& eat it
then don't
profess surprise
when you
end up in debt.

If your bucket
has a bigger hole in it
than the volume of water
you're pouring into it,
don't be surprised
when you end up
with an empty bucket,
after all your hard work.

Listen to the sound.
Listen to the tone
of our society.
Listen to the
sound of water
going down a drain hole.
Tell me there's a difference
because I can't hear it.

The world
is full of answers,
but very few
good questions.

the Government
know it
to be true.

What was it like being born?
What was your experience of it?
I'd love to hear it.

Focus on what never moves.
How do I know it never moves?
If it does,
that's obviously
not it!


No one can hurt your feelings.
Everyone is responsible for
their own feelings.


Timeless truth.
It applies
at all times,

As a child, I was dependent on my Mother
until the first time she let me down.
From that point on, I became self-dependent.

One can not go beyond what they do not comprehend. To go beyond anything one needs a good command of the language. To enter my world one has to master the language of Silence.

To quieten
the mind
of idle chatter,
give it some
interesting work
to do.

"If brains were gunpowder, you wouldn't
have enough to blow your hat off."
~ George, My Father said to me.

The more pain and suffering one is in
the easier it is to say,"please help me!"
The less resistance there is,
the easier it is to say,
"please help me!"

When a man is swimming around having fun he doesn't ask for help. He has to be drowning to ask for help. At that point, it's too late.

While everyone is talking about something, nothing will happen. Not until the talking stops will the doing start. Talking about it is a sure-fire way of stopping it.

If you don't have anything
of substance yourself,
how can you give?

People who are
riddled with fear
need belief systems.

Do it right.
Do it once.
You won't have
to do it again.