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    Dragon's Dance  

    Red and gold,  
    sun's rays streaming 
    light upon the long white clouds as children  
    awaken from dreaming.  

     Red and gold,  
     dragons dance in full glory -  
     on fields of clouds,  
     a brave warrior's story.  

      Red and gold,  
      most honoured are they -  
      laying down their lives,  
      far from sacred shores,  
      that their nation - free - may always stay.  

      Red and gold,  
      courageous dragons remembered -  
      their spirits dance, eternal in the sunset,  
      over the land of the long white cloud.  

      March 9th, 1997.  

       [ A memorial to Singapore servicemen,  
         wounded & killed in New Zealand.]  

       

       Ancient Tiger   

       A young cub, beaten and persecuted,  
       with those all around.  
       Long march - you grew cautious and wise;  
       Long years - you grew lean,  
       patient   and  strong.  

       A threat to the corrupt - caged,  
       beaten and persecuted,  
       still an inspiration for those looking on.  
       Twinkling eyes -  
       humour unbroken;  
       Twinkling eyes -  
       strength to carry on.  

        Finally rewarded,  
        Venerable tiger and leader of a nation,  
        a joy for all those around.  
        Crafty tiger-  
        blends into the bamboo curtain;  
        Ancient tiger -  
        suddenly you are gone.  

        But if we look about us,  
        or to the night skies above,  
        there we see benevolently  
        twinkling eyes - 
        humour and kindly example;  
        Twinkling eyes -  
        Ancient tiger, we sadly thought was gone.  

        And as a hoe strikes rock,  
        Bells chime evil away,  
        hammer on anvil,  
        or water falls on a clear sounding stone  
        Deng -  
        rings a melody we fondly remember;  
        Deng -  
        a happy thought - Ancient tiger is forever,  
        all around.  

       [A tribute to Premier Deng Xiaopeng -  
        February 23, 1997] 

     

     Pearls of the Dragon 
     

     Most precious of all treasures   
     in Ancient dragon's eyes -   
     rare pearls from Chinese seas,  
     jewels mounted on hands of coral, 
     trimmed with colourful jade mantles,  
     of rain forest blossoms and trees.  

    Most grievous of losses,  
    tears in Ancient dragon eyes -  
    the three fairest of China's pearls,  
    stolen by rouges, robbers and frauds,  
    under cover of diplomatic guise.  

    Most rewarding is the patience,  
    wisdom in Ancient dragon eyes -  
    yield, wait, then overcome,  
    though torn by grief  
    at children and treasures stolen,  
    under the muzzles of foreign guns.  

    Most happy is the lucky return,  
    joyful the Ancient dragon eyes -  
    the first of three pearls returned at last,  
    regained through patience and wisdom,  
    the second and third - soon returning,  
    to whence they will always belong.  

    Seas are now but the tears of happiness  
    shed by the Ancient dragon's many joyful friends. 

    for the People of China,  
    in celebration of Hong Kong's return 
    [ June 30th, 1997.] 
      
      
     

     RABIN 

    Bright shine the stars over Bethlehem  
    - 2000 years anon - 
    reflected in millions of flickering candles, 
    as the heavens blaze again - to mark a hero's flight, heralding a hawk who became a snow white dove  

    - David's son - 
    now embraced by eternity's promised land. 
    The magi again gather to pay tribute 
    - 2000 years anon - 
    a great friend, statesman and martyr  
    - again -  
    fell in pursuit of the greatest challenge 
    - peace - 
    in the Holy land.  

    Mourn not, a general triumphant  
    and peace's champion, slain  
    - 2000 years anon - 
    Son of David welcomed, feted and resting at  
    God's right hand; 

    Mourn rather - the land of milk and honey, 
    mourn rather - the folly of man. 
    Whence comes - God's next great champion, 
    whence now - peace in that hallowed land? 

      
             (November 6th,1995)  
     
     

     

    Last Night....      
     
    Last night ....- 
    as I spoke with leaders, statesmen and stateswomen, 
    once again upon the lonely road of proberty, 
    watching yet another generation embrace our social lies - 
    the moon flowers bloomed with their heavenly perfume ... 
    and Beau waited, purring gently,  
    as he has more than three thousand long nights  before. 

    Last night - 
    as I saw  the journalists, academics, judiciary  
    and politicians, rewarded yet again, 
    for their (or complicity in) incompetence,  
    indifference, fraud and corruption 
    seeing much that they could not see;  
    but comforted knowing ... 
      
    a truly devoted wise friend waited, 
    to provide welcome and loving solace, 
    as he always has - so many times before. 
     

    Last night - 
    as I walked the dark streets, cursed with knowledge, once again confronting dangers alone, searching  for answers, treading the well worn solitary path of  social responsibility
    so often traversed before  
    and after the fall of the Berlin Wall ... 
      
    Only my devoted companions, all knowing, 
    losing Boris to end the Balkan war; 
    then saved when Beau redoubled his efforts to compensate and more. 

    Last night - 
    as exhausted I returned, with tired legs  
    and weary soul to renew myself,  
    in my trusting friend's embrace, 
    regenerated and strengthened -  
    before re-engaging at the fore - 
    moon flowers blazed in full beauty then faded, dying ... 
      
    as had my dearest friend Beau,  
    while lying loyally waiting, 
    his soft head - as always -  
    resting gently upon his paw. 

    This morning - 
    shrouded in embroided Chinese celestial dragons,  I buried my closest friend, 
    feeling the deep loneliness and solitude  
    of one never corrupted, 
    facing more battles to prevent the endemic fraud  of our systems - 
    sacrificing society's few innocents to anarchy's  ravenous maw. 

    Should I fight once more, to earn my final rest eternal, engage one last time - blazing like a moon flower -   to try to even the score; 
    perhaps a friend's greatest gift: to go to ready my  welcome;  waiting with Boris - quietly purring -   and watching, just inside heaven's door ? 
      
    ... Farewell my dearest friend - until we meet again. 

    (dedicated Beau ... my loyal and devoted companion.) 
    April 1987 - December 1996. 

    (December 16 1996) 

     

     GREEN & ORANGE  

    That soil is brown there can be no doubt ... 
    although the hues may vary world-wide. 
    That soil is brown there can be no doubt ... 
    when traversing the countryside. 

    Mixing green and orange will result in brown ... although the hues may vary world-wide. 
    Mixing green and orange will result in brown ...the native soil of the countryside. 

    It is the earth of the Emerald Isle ... 
    that sons and daughters of Erin hold so dear; 
    yet the continued fighting of orange and green ...weakens the rich brown soil of Eyre. 

    It was greedy nobles of England olde ... 
    who set the orange against the green. 
    Long gone are they - but still laughing - 
    as their pawns litter the blood red scene. 

    If fight you must, do so as allies ... 
    and bring strength back to the good Ol' Sod; 
    to set orange against green on any isle ... 
    is an offence in the sight of God. 

     - March, 1985. 
    [#4 in _Chattering Primates_ Volume 1. 
     

                        Heaven's Gate Part 1

                            (True Path Philosophy)

... for Suzi & Hillary.

This is simply one person's concept of
life and after-life; reason and reality; Heaven and
the spiritual realm.

This is the truth according to my reality:
being no greater and no lesser in importance, or
measure, than the views or thoughts of anyone else.

Perhaps others may find comfort or
solace in what is herein; however if that is the case, remember you are just drawing from within yourself - finding directions and answers - while being in debt to not others, least of all me.

1. True Path.
To get somewhere, it is usually a good
idea to know where you are going, and/or have a
fair notion of what you seek ... simply so it can be
used as a beacon or recognised on arrival.

Some may use maps, but care must be
exercised to make sure you can tell the difference
between a genuine map (guide) and a false map,
guide, or direction.

The paths to Heaven equal the variety
of snow flakes, or the number of grains of sand on a beach;  

but ...
Heaven and Hell are the same place - determined by
what the individual is, or brings with them.

Although all enter Heaven, only those
who lead lives of genuine merit, integrity and humility find it.

2. Trolls.
Much of human myth is based on loose fact.
In medieval Britain and Europe, it was not uncommon to have local stories of trolls who guarded bridges or paths, extracting tolls from passers-by, against threat of death or injury.

The legend of Robin Hood includes his
meeting "Little John" and fighting him, in order to pass the bridge "Little John" was guarding.
Like "Little John" - trolls were simply the
mythical extensions of large brigands who extorted
tributes from those wishing to pass.


Today - trolls are few, because if someone
jumped-up to extract a tribute on a public highway or bridge (excluding of course - city hall officials/tollways), the police would quickly be summoned and the brigand/troll imprisoned;

but ...
conversely - it is common for people to claim they hold the access ways/routes to Heaven, with no greater claim or real authority, than the brigands and trolls of old.  

These people are the self proclaimed spokespeople of past prophets, sects and religions; however they actually have no real authority or control over the access ways/routes to eternity and usually even less genuine affinity with the genuine prophets and spiritual founders they feign to represent.


Simply - most priests, ministers, mullahs and
sundry are frauds ... usually increasing in fraudulent character in direct correlation to seniority within a community, sect or religious order.

Exceptions - of which there are many - are usually
found among the humble and lesser servants of sects, orders, and religions. Thus - you own experience tells you that this or  that local/humble monk, nun, clergy person ... is far more a
person of GOD & spirit, than his/her secular seniors and/or leaders.

Regardless of whether a true or false clergy
person ... in my reality none can or may grant "absolution" from a deed or thought injurious to another/others - except the individual
responsible, if genuinely remorseful, when facing the judgement of all others on entering the next life/Heaven.

As with trolls - clergy
have no claim nor power to grant absolution, as it is not theirs to extend. Genuine remorse rests with the offender, while genuine  forgiveness rests with the victim/victims and/or witnesses.


The single fact to remember is that the one person
who controls your destiny and future - in the eternal realm - is you.   What you get - Heaven or Hell - depends solely (perhaps souly) on what you take with you.

3. Heaven's Gate.

The nature of Heaven, or the after-life,
is total truth or "revelation" (all revealed); in that all that has been, is, or will be, is known.
Perhaps "removal" or "removalation" is
an easier way to understand this, and its implications.


In the spiritual realm, all barriers to full
communication and understanding are removed - simply by the nature of intermingling/interchanging spirits - allowing any and all to see the full
nature and history of your character.

Thus, every act of kindness and genuine
thought of compassion or sympathy you have ever done or felt, becomes the shared knowledge of all;

but ...
the same applies to every act of unkindness, cruelty, hatred, or dishonesty- plus all the harm such did - and all thoughts of similar nature.

Actions and thoughts of the former, are those
of the Heavenly realm; while the actions and thoughts of the latter, are those of eternal guilt and damnation ... Hell.

Simply - you will get exactly what you bring
with you (determining Heaven or Hell);
or ...
You will reap what you have sown.

4. Reality and the meaning of life.
Religions, sects and belief structures
are based on "maps" - of humility, virtue and ethic - as set down by the original genuine prophets ... or genuine people with a clear insight of GOD,
Heaven and life-eternal.

A troll or brigand has no part in the
creation/construction or reliability/maintenance of the path/bridge they guard; just as false priests and secular figures have no bearing on the
fundamental truths, scriptures or prophecies over which they now stand guard, preach or extol.

For most - the existing maps (or
guides) to Heaven, in the form of existing scriptures and faiths, will be true and easy guides ... unless tainted by the directions of modern secular
trolls and brigands (preachers).

Reality - is life experience (your's).
That which you take with you, into the
after-life; which makes you distinctly "you", a really interesting spirit to talk to, or the "rage" of the party circuit in Heaven. While very limited, every thing that has ever lived and entered the after-life/Heaven has at least one moment of joy, plus one moment of tragedy, to recount.  Those of their birth and death.

For most - you are much luckier -
because you can build interested experiences to share, as well as funny stories to tell ... laughing and sharing your way through eternity.


Simply - in my reality - "Reality" and
the "Meaning of Life" ... are the opportunities at acquire MERIT (or kind thoughts/gratitude of others), to take with me into the after life/Heaven.

<<I hope this might help some who might be confused or lost.>>

RICK.

 
 

 

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