There is no better test of a mans integrity than his behaviour when he is wrong.

Marvin Williams...

Graciousness is not one of the traits usually shown when people are wrong.  They can  flap about madly and it appears very plainly  that it doesn't sit well with a person to be wrong in most cases.  It is a physical change that occurs in the body.  The person can feel the vibration inside of themselves, it goes high when a correct thing is done and it spirals down when an incorrect decision has been made.

I have seen a lot of spiraling down inside of these types of premises and all licensed public houses.  I have seen my life eaten away with the pushing of button's by a man who had a serious gambling issue.  My ex husband had very big issues.  He can't not accuse me of this discretion and I fear it will surface again and he already owes $20,000.00 to Mr Max Patrick of the Patrick family.  

Catherine Zita Jones could not contain herself from gasping at the site, and neither will this Catherine be able to hold back the sleeping Tiger as he pursues his prey under the stealth of surprise.  Just waiting for an opportunity to spring and then that will be that and it will all  be over.  I predicted Robyn and he would finish and I predict that he and Catherine will meet their demise inside a public gaming house.

Image by Mezza - Urunga Bowling Club

Demonic Angels

by Tara Kay & Chelsey

 The awesome dawn sky, a photo by Images @ Melonpopzdropz on Flickr.

Demonic Angels

These graveled palms are bleeding the truth as
My knees still brush the pavements...
for I have fallen too many times to care.

And like you...labored scars are birthed upon my skin
as frayed bandages cradle their existence
while I attempt to hide what I cannot feel...

How crazy is that?
That all this self-inflicted pain leads to nothing...
Nothing but ruin, inside and out?

I know we should try to breathe
the air of happiness...

As these souls could use a cleansing
of enrichment and success
to rid this attack of failure
on our torn up bones of fatal structure.

But prayers don't reach Him,
and if they did he'd cast us aside
as victims of life...

Because the damned don't enter Heaven
and the wicked are to be stoned.
My spirit is engulfed with misery and in completion...

Unlike yours floating somewhere free...
How can we be angels?
How can I be me?

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It is very strange windy weather.  But July has always been windy.  The solar winds are whipping into action plenty for us to be interested in.  Stay in doors at this time during the middle of the day when the solar plasma raining in on you is at a maximum.  This isn't good for you at present.  Stick with dawn and sunset as safe viewing times to be any where near the sun.  It has been said this stuff can change your very DNA.  I am not in a position to risk that at my age.  I am flawed enough already,  I say that humorously!

Image by Mezza - Flagpole  bathed in the light of Venus at Dawn in Urunga in July Monochrome

“The most common way people give up their power is by thinking they don’t have any.” Alice Walker

Our country is in a mess on so many levels and it is not going to let up at this point and we will have a civil war on our hands and it will be synchonised with all of the other civil wars on the planet and then the planet will say screw you and regurgitate most of us off it.  Effective immediately.

 Heaven closed the door on another episode today.  Nerida was laid to rest at Urunga and it was a sad occasion for many.  It was just that sort of day really.  It was bitterly and windy.  It didn't let up and I was well tucked into my cave for the evening.  I want to hide from the government and I do not want them to take me away.  I think things are happening.  It is very bothersome to see all of this in my head at once and I see they are mobilizing now

Image by Mezza - The beautiful birds I was glad to witness with my own eyes in 2o12

a sad indictment of our societies as a collective.

"Not everything that counts can be counted, and not everything that can be counted counts."
Albert Einstein

I continually find the inequality in the world a sad indictment of our societies as a collective.  The societies that consider themselves to be first world countries.  It is so obvious that the greed to hang on to the large amounts of wealth is what is making me feel sick.   I struggle to keep what I have because in this world of people who are like me, I am considered inhumane and not worth it. 

These opinions of others that are unwarranted because I still don't know what I did wrong is reinforcing Edith's brainwashing.  She continually belted me daily while yelling at me, "I should have been drowned at birth".  I had awful nightmares  that I would be drowned and I would not be able to survive it.

Why is the world such a cruel place?   I just want to forget about these things.   Yet as it turns out, the more acceptable,  those who are the so called "movers and shakers", are the ones causing most of the damage.  These people make me out to be less than a human.   This damage is killing me more each time. 
ORLANDO, FL - JULY 12: Caylee Anthony memorial where the 2-year-old child remains were found on July 12, 2011 in Orlando, Florida. Casey Anthony was found not guilty of first-degree murder, aggravated manslaughter and aggravated child abuse. (Image credit: Getty Images via @daylife)Slowly it is numbing me to the incidence that I have lost everything.  My children were all I ever wanted and I did not ever want this what I have.   I never dreamed for one moment that my life would be like this because I am so disabled emotionally.  I didnt even do this to myself and those that do it to them selves for fun are given the chances and the help and the extra goes.  This is what is playing on my mind.   It is because my mind is doing not much and left to continually think about the situation that I am in.  I really try to be brave and I do have friends but no one can do anything either.
I am so sick of being the burden, that people feel the need to bow their heads and walk past me quickly in hope that they do not have to speak to me at all!

Why is someone who needs so much help continually tortured and hurt so desperately in front of you all.   How does this happen.  Why do you all care when people have died.  They died because they felt like no one is listening and no one is listening and no one is helping and I can't do this much longer.  Today I am struggling with the inner pain again.  My psychologist says that I need to hate my mother and father for doing what they did.  I just don't know how to hate them,  I have no relationship with them to relate to.  That box is very empty and there is nothing in it.  Nothing to draw a feeling from.  The feeling is empty.

Image by Mezza -Firestation in Urunga on a job.

I am not a proud Australian, and this is a shame... a government shame!

The philosophic spirit of inquiry may be traced to brute curiosity, and that to the habit of examining all things in search of food.
~ W. Winwood Reade (1838–1875) ~

We are very far removed from such a time as this with most people of today.  We come from ancient beginnings of hunting and gathering.  We took only what we needed for our family and ourselves.  There was a beautiful balance about this way of doing things where nature is concerned. 

Presently farming practices and mining practices have slumped to a level of degradation that is a shame and a blight on the people of the planet and especially Australia.  If I could walk out there and stop them I would.  I would be shot.  This is our civilization and I am not proud. 

I am not a proud Australian while ever the treatment of the indigenous people continues the way it does.  I am not a proud Australian while ever  the holes in the ground that are left like ugly pock marks on the skin of our land continue to scar her.  I am not a proud Australian while we use 35,million litres a day of ancient ground water for mining practices!



Xavier Rudd sings about this same thing in his new single Spirit Bird - Taking blood and Land.

Image by Mezza - Small craft under the bridge at Urunga

US Senate declares the entire USA to be a "Battleground".

http://ireport.cnn.com/docs/DOC-711747

A few battles would have been fought in this spot in ancient times - Urunga's foreshore

The USA Government has gone mad completely and it is so visible to most of the people of this planet that America and the so called super power it says that it is, is now teetering on absolute disaster in many ways.

Flag of the United States of America (Photo credit: Wikipedia)The fiscal system and the legal and political systems are rife with inconsistency  and it is more than obvious that their laws are not fair and not about looking after this planet.  The stuff that pours out of America is old hat.  They are stuck in a time of raping and pillaging the earth and this is considered not to be things are done by a considerable amount of people on this planet now. 

A consciousness regarding the rich and the poor division is as high as it is going to get.  There are so many of us who are not happy the Vatican could feed the poor and that America could put down its war toys.
Nature will hurtle back with a vengeance at this behavior of the countries who have stripped the ancestors of their children's rights

The Earth seen from Apollo 17. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)Grandfather sky and Grandmother Earth are one and the same.  The respond intimately to each other and to each others cries for help.  This is as symbiotic as it gets.  As above, so below is always the same.  There is nothing new under the sun.


http://www.gpo.gov/fdsys/pkg/BILLS-112s1867pcs/pdf/BILLS-112s1867pcs.pdf






Image by Mezza - Urunga in the evening in the foreshore car park

We call upon the waters that rim the earth, horizon to horizon, that flow in our rivers and streams, that fall upon our gardens and fields, and we ask that they teach us and show us the way.

Native American Chinook Blessing Litany.  The Chinook Tribes are a small family of Indians inhabiting the lower Columbia River in Washington and Oregon in North America.

Kalang River and Bellingen at Dusk in Urunga

Water has a memory.  It remembers where it is going and where it has been.  If there is anything magical on this planet then it has to be the substance water.  It is what our bodies are largely composed of as well. 

We become very sick if we become dehydrated.  We need water to survive.  The fishes and ocean dwellers need water as well.  We must look after the oceans and the rivers of our planet.  The life blood of her very existence is carried by the waters of the Earth.

When I was at Uluru, my lips felt swollen the entire time.  I thought this could be attributed to me being in a slightly dehydrated state as a norm.  I drank furiously while I was out there in Central Australia but to no avail at making my lips feel any better.  They felt quite fat. 

As soon as I was back in Sydney the feeling disappeared.  I think I  made a correct diagnosis.  The heat out at the rock is probably responsible for this as it is a dry heat and it draws hard down on you.   They constantly warn you to drink masses of water while you are there.  I did my best.

Image by Mezza - The Kalang and Bellinger flowing out near Urunga under darkness

Let the birthday season begin...

On the hill today it was a day for celebrations.  Brice turned 46.  We made this special cake with his name on it and  he said he had never had a cake with his name on it before.
A couple of days ago it was Anaan's 17th Birthday and now Bricee's and then mine and Montana's birthday.  So you see it is a season of birthdays not to mention the many Gemini's as friends we all have.

I covered this Cup of Coffee cake with Dark Chocolate Ganache.  It was delicious but when I went to move it I broke a piece off the side.  I had to stick that piece back on the side.  It didn't matter because it still tasted brilliant.

I enjoyed making this cake for Brice.  It was a present for him from me and I made it myself.  I haven't done many cakes lately and it shows.  I was as rusty as hell.  I wish I had grand kids so that I could make cakes for them, that would be fun!

Image by Mezza - Brice and his cake 23rd May 2012

Last week I went  on a plane  with Uncle Tom Kelly and Suzie Kelly on a majestic trip to the Rock we all now call ULURU!  All places are places of absolute beauty this is something that is very evident now.  I loved the Anangu people of the Central Desert.

These horses represent so much.  They represent the fact that Brice is a horse in the Chinese Astro charts and he is staying behind to look after the animals.  The image of Nunguu Miirlarl in the background looming over it all symbolising my trip with Uncle Tom Kelly and Suzie Kelly. 

These horses live on Yellow Rock Road which the Kelly farm forms part of. When Uncle Tom was little he lived on the island near the Finger on what we call Yellow Rock Road!  This rock known as the finger  is a yellow colour.  Uncle Tom's family  lived in this area before coming in closer to the township that was now called Urunga. It was called Gilayjal Miirlarl by the aboriginal man and the Yurruun.ga was the North Beach area but white man seemed to like the Urunga word better for here!  I think things like this are important to understand that the white settlers changed the ancient names of places and those names mean really important things in a spiritual sense.



Images by Mezza - Horses on Yellow Rock Road

“There are no extra pieces in the universe. Everyone is here because he or she has a place to fill and every piece must fit itself into the big jigsaw puzzle.”— Deepak Chopra

Nothing happens on this earth that is not without purpose.  We are born by the most intelligent design  of perfection of mathematical sequences that have played out over billions of years.

We are at the part where it gets a bit dicey perhaps as the stars and the planets start to line up this year as it was said they would.  Firstly we must see Venus in front of the sun on the 6th June on Montana's 16th birthday. 

What a gift the universe has given her to put her planet of love into her house on her 16th birthday.  Personally that was God, or the God of all creation just making sure of the details as creation so often does when you allow it too.

Image by Mezza -  Reflections of the hotel at dawn in Urunga

I think I'm slightly impulsive, sometimes organised and always in search of a bargain! - Lisa Snowden

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Well what is going on up here on the hill?  I put this burst of organisation going on around me down to the fact that perhaps it is just the new month.  Perhaps that has made me feel I must tidy the loose ends and organise myself and my photos and start culling images in really big way. 
This began today with a tidy up of the Canon images into one folder on the terabyte ready to burn to DVD.  My we are getting organised.  But what is imperative is that I don't waste space.  I need to upload any awesome images to Flickr and seriously delete thousands of images.  Downloading is a problem, so over the next couple of days I am going to be going through them making a folder to upload to Flickr and dealing with the rest off line. 
Did you get caught by an April Fool's Joke this morning.  Typically the first of April is the morning for all sorts of pranks and tricks in order to catch the unwary off guard and cause a stir for a lark.  Good old fashioned fun.

So I spent all day doing some of this chore in between some other minor household and garden tasks.  Now I sit down with a bourbon and a desire to finish up with this for the evening before I go perfectly boggle eyed from looking at images up close.

The Urunga Dawn Begins April

This was my beautiful beginning to April 2012 up here on hill in Urunga.  It has been a beautiful day.  I discovered I have five passion fruit growing on my vine I grew from a cutting from a piece of vine I collected from a fence down the road.  I used some rooting powder and viola now we have amazing passion fruit growing.  We also have bananas and Strawberries and Rhubarb and Pineapples growing.

 

Image by Mezza - Dawn in Urunga begins April 2012 / Strawberries in Urunga

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"There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,

There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more..." extracted from
The Dark, Blue Sea by Lord George Gordon Byron.

I look out of my back door toward the sky often.  I think that if I keep a decent lookout then I won't miss any important sky events.  This is an awesome lookout over the ocean here at the end of a great walk out to the beach from Urunga township.  The plaque dedicated to Uncle Tom is now disappeared.  Montana and I were there the day that this was opened.

Image by Mezza - Beach Lookout over the Rivers and the ocean Urunga NSW

Summer ends, and Autumn comes, and he who would have it otherwise would have high tide always and a full moon every night.

Hal Borland...

What a surprise it was to capture this awesome image of the recent full moon, I feel like posting this image simply because its a great image and it it very pertinent to speak of such things as in the quote above.

 I think it is a great shot.
 

 If your up all the time then your up on something.  I heard that somewhere once.  So this tells me that in life sometimes things are great and sometimes things swing the other way and there is a lull or perhaps pride has held up a very judgemental attitude and so that is like wishing for a high tide all the time.  Things and people change and sometimes it is really cruel to see the hatred in the world.


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Image by Mezza - Recent Full Moon over Urunga

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My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky:

This is the first words of Wordsworths 1802 poem "My Heart leaps Up".
 

My heart leaped up good and proper and I immediately took notice because I really felt that at that moment.  The old serpent came down to the sacred place and he jumped back into the water again. This image below is very very precious indeed showing the serpent entering the water.

Rainbow Reflections

I am so in love with the creation of this planet.  I am awestruck.  I am supposed to have thought about all of this many years ago but only now in these years do I now fully contemplate this far 'outedness we have here.

I jumped up and down on the footbridge when this occurred here in this image before my eyes.  All I could say out loud was Thank you, thank you,  thank you. Which is what I said....  Out Loud to the sky.  I know I am fully looped.  Well, I always liked the sky but lately I am more than overwhelmed by this beauty.  Its because I know I have a purpose and I think that God sends me this stuff to let me know that he knows that I know and so we all are cool with it.

Wow that was hectic. Yes,  a special message, a gift from the heavens even.  I treat it like I have been given a hand full of gold and Rubies.  It is that precious.  I love the add-on ornaments from nature best.  I have many shell things both as gifts and as things I have made.  Spoken in Gumbaynggirr the shell is Dabandanay.
The Rainbow in Aboriginal mythology is the Rainbow snake and he is the deity governing water.  Another ancient portrayal of the rainbow is given in the Epic of Gilgamesh: the rainbow is the "jewelled necklace of the Great Mother Ishtar" that she lifts into the sky as a promise that she "will never forget these days of the great flood" that destroyed her children. greek mythology. The Biblical perspective is that God told Noah that the bow is a sign he will never again destroy the earth by a flood.

How do Rainbows occur: Light rays enter a raindrop from one direction (typically a straight line from the Sun), reflect off the back of the raindrop, and fan out as they leave the raindrop. The light leaving the rainbow is spread over a wide angle, with a maximum intensity at 40.89 – 42°.

Image by Mezza - Rainbow over Urunga March 2012

Dawn today over the footbridge in Urunga

The golden light of this Saturday morning was glorious but I could see some rain building and a storm on the front.  I stood and took some images and gazed longingly into the pureness of the dawning suns healing light. 

Last week I met someone who told me that it took 9 minutes for your entire blood supply to pass by your eyes and this healing light.  This light is capable of bleaching things in its brilliance.  When you look into the sun you are perhaps bleaching your blood of the impurities within that cannot be dissipated any other way than by the suns rays into your eyes at either dawn or sunset at an hour either side of this.  Other times the suns radiation is too strong and will cause you damage.  This is where common sense kicks in and you make the choice not to do it then.

One hour after this image was shot the sky opened up and bucketed down once more.  Lightening and thunder all around and a shaking dog once more.

Image by Mezza - Dawn at Urunga

Things are getting so much better when everyone is in. Are you in? mello bello part 1

Image by PhotoDu.de via Flickr

http://youtu.be/GxVocaLDrkI

A lovely little documentary except for the various misconceptions.  Some of the place names are incorrect.  The information of the area depicts only white civilization.

Not a mention of the indigenous people in the area.  No mention of the hideous murders that took place here when this place was settled by white man.  No mention of the many people who have gone missing never to be seen or heard of again in the more recent years post commune living.

Urunga on the coast mentioned in this documentary  is the place of the Long White Sands and it is a place of indigenous abundance of food and shelter.  Yes, Tom Myles did come here and the  town of Mylestom was built not MYLESTROM as was said in the documentary.  Other wise Tom Myles would have been TROM MYLES.  More research on the subject required here I think. 

Did I hear a mention of The mountain in the back ground known as Nungalli that is of special significance to the dreaming.  It is a warrior laying down sleeping.  Cast into the mountain by the tribe because he screwed up big time.

Looking down Hyde Street from the western end of the main street.

  Yes, It is an easy going place now however the LAST aboriginal massacre took place on the north side of the river in the vicinity of where the Life House church is now.  The place has an invisible curse that cannot be seen by the uninitiated and the smoking of the place is a constant necessity to keep the peace with the spiritual caretakers.

Yes, it is a small town and unlike what was portrayed on the video team sports do figure big in Bellingen and many great athletes have come from the town of Bellingen. and as the local Bellingen FC has the biggest junior club in the on the north coast so then I would say it figures very big.

It is a myth spread for years now that Bellingen is some kind of Utopia of mind, body and spirit.  This was a dream thought up through the haze of smoke from someones bamboo billie in the early 1970's when it really was a sleepy dreamy little place with a climate perfect for building a self sufficient lifestyle without too much hassle due to adequate rainfall and timber.  Things have changed a terrible lot since then.  I stand now on the outside of the bubble that surrounds the town of Bellingen.  There are a lot of us who feel and even see this manifestation.   When you come out from underneath it the world becomes a brighter more precious place as you once again touch reality.

The place is in a hole - look up the word valley in the dictionary, one of its meanings is hole.

Video - Simon Rowan - Mello Bello Pt 1

Images  by Mezza - Hyde street Bellingen 2012 / North Bellingen  old van park site /

Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the shire of Bello: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true!

Happy New Year 2012...  wonder if things will improve this year.  I still miss my kids

OYSTERS - CELLULAR MITOSIS MEETS ALIEN LIFE FORMS  - gaga..

Wring out the last of the joy from this past year... the rest needs to be packed up and left in a bin somewhere near here.  The past year has been a year of living in fear.  Like a script from a movie.  Its been a year that has been far from groovy.  However it is the year that I started blogging so that is a massive response to my frustrations and a way of keeping up with my many tramps into dilettantism. I love all the quotes running round everywhere and I especially like this one by Oprah Winfrey - Cheers to a New Year and another chance for us to get it right.

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“Gentlemen,” said Mr. Lincoln, “I could not have slept tonight, if I had left those helpless little robins to perish in the wet grass.” ABRAHAM LINCOLN

Image of Curlew - http://lazybirder.blogspot.com/

Bush Stone-curlew
Burhinus grallarius
Status: ENDANGERED
Distribution: Australia wide

The Bush Stone-curlew, or Bush Thick-knee, is a ground-dwelling bird that grows to an average of 55cm. The appearance of this bird is unique in Australia. Its distinctive call is likened to a “WER-LOOOO”.

Below my house the National Parks have fenced off an area where one of these female birds has a nest scrape.  The dogs and cats of the neighborhood are responsible for killing off this species in particular. I have many photos of the birds I see in the area beneath the cliff  my house is on..  This is a nice present for all of us to know that the species is hanging in there and she has an egg.  I think I want to go and sleep down there!

This is the area this bird is nesting in below my house here in Urunga.

Relics are treasured as something close to the divine. - Sarah Vowell

Old Pylons by the twin rivers of the Kalang and Bellinger

Old things were once cared for and still are today in some quarters.  This is a practice that is dying out as it becomes evident that the new generations are not interested in looking after what has gone before them.  Today society is very much a throw away society and there is no value in looking after the past according to them.  Do they know this though?  When they are young do they really know this well enough to make this decision for humanity and should we let them do this?

Image by Mezza - Old Pylons by the twin rivers of the Kalang and Bellinger with Nungali the sleeping dreamtime warrior in the background.

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