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Russell Coight Reminiscing (All Aussie Adventures)

Russell Coight - Outback Bathing

Russell Coight Marking Territory (All Aussie Adventures)

Russell Coight Marking Territory (All Aussie Adventures)

This Is Australia - Great Southern Land

The Church - Under The Milky Way

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Goodbye from me, I hope you have enjoyed the posts.

Poem. Ambition. In and out the hours, the bucket or the flowers.

it is in our nature to be good. this is why when people treat people badly, that we don't like it. It makes us sick. how can you put refugees on an island and imprison them for many years just for wanting a decent life like we have? How can you make sense of that? it is not in our nature to always be afraid, although this is what our governments would prefer, to manage us more easily. We do need to work out how easily managed we wish to be. if we elect people, it is their job to do hard things to make sure everyone is okay. that is their job. If they don't have the capacity or the desire to do good, then we are well rid of them. if we are to survive as a society, we must do good. If we dont do good, we are not ourselves, and this is not our proud nation or our society at all.

I think that in the great debate regarding the various discriminations of sex and race and all the other things, eventually, the world will resolve all these issues into the simple ongoing battle between rich and poor...as this has always been the only real human discrimination that amounts to anything...and we are not half there yet to working out what to do about it. Eventually, the poor will show us the way. The rich have always depended upon the poor to make a profit, whereas the poor have no dependence upon the rich ever or at all. if there is to be a revolution, and I think there will be, it will not be launched by the well to do...and the well to do, folk just like you and me, won't like it at all.

Starting page of Red Pack Bang/ Crime Fiction/ The Therapy Session. David Cross sat with his new psychotherapist. His first and last psychotherapist. "I have been told by my associates that I need your help, Professor Lau." "Go on...please, call me Lewis." The analyst relaxed back in his green leather chair. "David Cross, Doctor David Cross...I'll call you David...please continue." "It's the tiles, Professor Lau, the tiles. I don't like Tuscany. I get Terra Cotta Nervosa. The whole of Tuscany, it is just so settled, so kindly rustic and human, so...almost idyllic. It's too much. I just wish to drop a large bomb on it from the edge of space. I have a large bomb, you see. My associates and I have quite a number of large bombs at our disposal." "I see. Please, continue. What kind of work are you and your associates involved with?" "My associates and I own a small trading company called Ottawa X. We use this as a front for, well, basically, murdering people for profit. My current job is paid for by your wife. It is my job to kill you but I thought I would start by introducing myself to you; as we are medical colleagues." Professor Lau put down his notepad and pencil. Dr David Cross put down Professor Lau with the pencil. The sharpened HB pencil entered Lewis Lau's throat and went straight up into his brain. Pop! The shocked expression was expected. "It's the tiles, Lewis, the earthy red brown tiles, I just don't like Tuscany. It's creepy".