Saturday, April 26, 2008

temples


Today I take a car trip to forestville
to rehearse our eva cassidy songs with Brigette
forestville is a pleasant tree-lined suburb of northern sydney
straddled between the north shore proper and the northern beaches
it contains it's own quirkily mormonesque charm
villagey, safe, & leafy
seemingly shielded from the waxyness of the northern beaches
and the imagined detritus of the inner suburbs
i had sum time to spear
so i took a turn-off at the roseville bridge
and did a sweet walk along the cove
much of it was pristine walkway shrouded in greenery and dazzling sunlight
the river was a bit murky though
and some of the smells were dank
that gave away the city factor
and the bridge high above itself was swarming with traffic
i then took to forestville proper
indulged in a gilty coffee
proprieted by a major international conglomerate
and stalked down starkey street
snapping a swag of photos
of flame trees glowing yellow and red
in the warm autumn sunshine
these trees
straight from the source
don't need to project much
...don't need to project anything at all actually
they are real
they are true
and they are utterly magnificent
vibrant and alive
they speak volumes of the integrity of the earth
our blessed planet Earth

last night i waza reading a national geographic
dating back to august 2007
the feature article was on the maya civilisation
proven archeological accounts were given
of some horror stories around the 9th century ad
(the time of the end of the mayan classic age)
with various theories thrown up
about why and how the maya civilisation collapsed
there's general agreement amongst scholars
that there is no one reason but a combined factor of a few reasons
compounding and compacting on each other
resource depletion, drought & food scarcity
war
familiar anyone.... ?
the fairy-floss
we ingest as the standard worldly heralds
are blotting their 4-paragraph column-8 bitties
bita rice shortage in americca
bita rationing that's all
pique oil
getting more of a mention
the dank unpleasant odour is emanating from the boiling pot
we call our civilisation or world
our "way of life"...
if mainstream media reports this stuff
as it is starting to in small whiffs
it means there is some serious shit happening behind the scenes
because mainstream media will go all out to prevent serious concern and inquiry
except to manufacture various hysterectomies
when that suits the criminal corporate class of demogogue
that has infiltrated the whyte house
and wallpaper street

there are stunning photographs within this national geographic
many fold-out photos of mayan temples
photographed at night and bathed in floodlights to avoid daytime shadows
these civilisations around what is now mexico and guatemala
could never have conceived of their way of life coming to an end
just as we find it difficult
to conceive of what could be next
on the sivilisation or progress ladder
their temples to this day stand magnificent
yet utterly solemnly and deathly empty
and emptied
as if to say yesterday does not exist and never has
only as a mere shell
or monument
that stuns in its glorious finality and silence

this morning i went to acquire some produce
of the fruit and veg variety
i strolled into a temple
our temple
a particularly monstrous temple
the largest temple of its kind in the southern hemisphere
a modern shopping complex
where people indulge and worship their gods
their love of consumerism
and projection of material longing
though for some
the temple caters for foodstuffs
bought in large frenzied 'super'-markets
booze, plonk, whateva u call it
all nicely and vividly labelled
still an opiate nonetheless
that along with mainstream entertainment
keeps us herded nicely
in the imagined safety of the masses
want
have
take
no (DIRECT) responsibility
no (DIRECT) consequences
or so we conveniently like-to-think.......

the metaphor
of modern shopping complexes
being seen as temples
i'm sure has been read and said
by writers and real-thought practitioners
many times over
primarily in relation to usa
but australia is in the same catagory
the mayan's long-count calendar
ends on 21 december 2012
on that date
the earth and sun
will be directly in line with the centre of the galaxy
(under the milky way tonight should be the official 'end-date' song...)
it may not be the abrupt end-of-the-world-as-we-know-it
but one prediction or two i can make
look...Beijing olympics 2008
commodity & food prices rising fast
economic strain grips the globe as all the money flying around the globe
isn't actually worth the led flashing its number symbol on the computer screen
an undercurrent of international (ie, westernised) worry will pervade
but we'll come through it
come 2012 olympics, London England
they will proceed under a cloud of great apprehension and distress amongst the world's populations
those underlying problems that were beginning to rear their lochness heads in 2007/8
have wrenched much much tighter
rendering economic anal-ysts
and media commentators
to concede that the market-slash-housing-slash-food-slash-commodity "downturn"
or shortfalls
were not just a mere "cycle"
this is the crunch baby
this is the beginning of the belt tightening, spinning
and flapping about outtacontrol
look at the planet
She is bellowing to us!!!
in Her loving way mindyou
that we have overcapacitated ourselves
and She will reflect that to us
in Her glorious symphony
as glaciers melt as methane loosens and sea levels rise and fiercer storms gather that frenzy and havoc us
...we'll get the idea then
by the London Olympics 2012
i'm pretty sure
that this will all become starkly apparent to us all
this is the endtime
that we are now rapidly approaching

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hey Ross,

This was a really good, albeit, scary read. Truth is stranger than fiction, isn't it, and it seems the world's turning into a sci-fi film but instead of just looking on, we're all playing roles in the most terrifying movie of all. Got into Croatia the day before yesterday and here it's like "oil crisis? What oil crisis???" Went down to my local "temple" today and could barely cross the road from all the traffic. And the fumes, just disgusting. Miss good ol' Oz - people may whinge and whine but Oz is getting it's act together. Croatians are just thinking about the next big car...

Take care, keep writing and musing,
The Knitting Songbird :)

Ross B said...

"...it seems the world's turning into a sci-fi film but instead of just looking on, we're all playing roles in the most terrifying movie of all..."

Mary, you ain't wrong, you aint wrong....

Take care, Ross.

Al-Anon

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