Yenma Volume III

YENMA YENMA VOL VOL III III

Our Editors MATT JEFFREY

IS A YOUTH ADVOCATE, SYSTEMS INVESTIGATOR, WRITER AND YENMA FOUNDER. MATT HAS A WIDE-RANGE OF CAREER AND SOCIAL EXPERIENCES INFORMING HIS CREATIVE APPROACH -FROM WAREHOUSING, TO MARKETING, ECONOMICS, AND BEYOND.

LUCY GOOCH-TONGA

LUCY HAS A KEEN INTEREST IN GRASSROOTS ORGANISATIONS AND EXPLORING THE NATURE OF THINGS. THEY ARE A WRITER OF POEMS & RANTS, OCCASIONAL ARTIST, ICECREAM SCOOPER AND BACKSEAT GAMER. CONTRIBUTING TO YENMA AND IT’S CREATION IS ONE OF HER FAVOURITE VENTURES. HER BACKGROUND IS IN WRITING, FILM AND ARTS.

NESS SONG

IS A MULTIDISCIPLINARY ARTIST AND CREATIVE SPIRIT. SHE SHARES HER ENERGY WITH OTHERS THROUGH HER WORK AS AN ENERGY WORKER, GUIDING PEOPLE THROUGH THEIR DEEPER EMOTIONS AND EXPERIENCES OF BEING THEMSELVES.

Our Contributors JAMES NANCARROW

IS A POET/WRITER FROM THE MAITLAND AREA. HE HAS MOVED AROUND MANY DIFFERENT RURAL TOWNS SUCH AS FORBES, WAUCHOPE, BULADELAH, KENDALL AND LOCHINVAR ATTENDING SCHOOL IN A MULTITUDE OF AREAS WITHIN THOSE REGIONS. PASSIONS INCLUDE POETRY, WRITING AND PHILOSOPHY.

TALLULAH WATSON MOYLE

IS A DETERMINED YOUNG ACTIVIST. SHE HOLDS A SOCIAL SCIENCE AND POLITICS DEGREE. SHE STRIVES IN EVERYTHING SHE DOES TO CHANGE THE WORLD FOR THE BETTER.

MATILDA PHILLIPS

IS A 19 YEAR OLD POET, LOCATED ON THE CENTRAL COAST. THEY ARE INSPIRED BY THEMES OF NATURE AND ANIMALS.

NICOLE GLOGOWSKI

NICOLE IS TOO COOL TO WRITE HER OWN BIO, HOWEVER WE BELIEVE THE WORD ‘SLAY’ WAS MENTIONED. SHE IS FROM SYDNEY, OF POLISH BACKGROUND AND LIVED IN THE US. SHE LOVES FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDYS AND “FUCKS AROUND WITH ART FOR SHITS N GIGS, MAN”. SHE IS AN ARTIST, ASPIRING NAIL TECH AND FLAWLESS JUST DANCE PARTNER. HER PIECE ‘THE LOVERS’ MAKES ITS DEBUT IN YENMA.

BERNARD KELLY-EDWARDS

I AM A MULTIMEDIA ARTIST, I WORK WITH PAINT, FILM, PHOTOGRAPHY, STORY-TELLING, POETRY AND DIGITAL ART. I BELONG TO GUMBAYNGGIRR, BUNDJALUNG AND DHUNGHUTTI NATIONS ON THE MID NORTH COAST OF NSW AND CONTINUE TO LIVE IN GUMBAYNGGIRR (BUWANBI = SAWTELL). MY BLOODLINE CONNECTS ME TO MANY ASPECTS OF MOTHER NATURE AND WALKING IN BOTH WORLDS, A POWERFUL JOURNEY SHARING THROUGH MY CREATIVE GIFT FROM MUMS BELLY (THE WOMB). ALWAYS INSPIRED BY WAJAARR (COUNTRY.) DAWAANDI (REFLECTIONS). MY WORK IS FINDING A VOICE FOR THE PATTERNS OF COUNTRY AND THEIR MEANING IN THE CONNECTION SPACE OF OUR EXISTENCE.

ZACHARY NAUFAHU

MĀLŌ E LELEI MY NAME IS ZACHARY, I LIKE TO THINK OF MYSELF AS COSMICALLY BEAUTIFUL, NAVIGATING BOTH MY IDENTITY AND MY EMOTIONS THROUGH ART. MY SEXUALITY HAS BEEN EXTREMELY CONTROVERSIAL WITHIN MY FAMILY LINE SO I TRY TO MIX IT IN WITH MY CRAFT, I WANT MY WORK TO BE CONTROVERSIAL AND DISTURBING. MY EXISTENCE IS A FORM OF PROTEST AND I CREATE TO STAIN THE “WHITE CANVAS”.

MAGDALENA TAUSCH

BORN IN TRANSYLVANIA, IMMIGRATED TO GERMANY AS A CHILD, FINISHED HIGH SCHOOL IN GERMANY, GRAIVING MY BEST PRECIOUS LIFE I DREAMED ABOUT SINCE AGE 14.

A NATURE AND ANIMAL LOVER, A CYCLIST, ENVIRONMENTALIST, ENTREPRENEUR AND AN ADVOCATE FOR EDUCATION FOR ALL CHILDREN ON THIS GLOBE.

Contents ACKNOWLEDGEMENT & WARNING YENMA WELCOME

1 2-6

THE SHADOWS YOU CARRY AROUND WITH YOU

20

ARTWORK #1

21

MAGDA TAUSCH

THIS VOLUME'S POETRY & VISUAL ARTS 7 FEATURED LUCY GOOCH-TONGA ARTICLES: MAN MOVES THROUGH WATER 8-9 An IntroPHILLIPS to Yenma MATILDA 1-4

ZACHARY NAUFAHU

CURSE HIS NAME FOR I AM HE 22 ZACHARY NAUFAHU

ARTWORK #2

23

WRITTEN JOURNEYS

24

ZACHARY NAUFAHU

DefendingFOR andMY HOME 10-11 COMPASSION NESS SONG Empathy Extending

BETWEEN PROJECTED CASTS 12-14 Living in a MATT JEFFREY Leadership

MAGDA TAUSCH

19

NESS SONG

MATT JEFFREY & YEMPOWER

Vacuum SHADOW-WORK

JIGSAW

15

NESS SONG

ON DAWAADI: GUYMBANGIRR UNDERSTANDING OF THE SHADOW-SELF 25-30 BERNARD KELLY-EDWARDS

DOPPLEGANGER

16

MYSTIC LOVE OF U

THE PUSH AND THE PULL

17

NO ONE'S JUDGING YOU

THE LOVERS

18

PERFIDIOUS ALBION - A DECADE A MILLENNIA 34-46

LUCY GOOCH TONGA

LUCY GOOCH TONGA

NICOLE GLOGOWSKI

JAMES NANCARROW NESS SONG

MATT JEFFREY

31-32 33

PAGE 1 ACKNOWLEDGEMENT

Acknowledgement In the spirit of reconciliation and voice, Our Bloc acknowledges the Traditional Custodians of the country of the land in which this publication is produced, the land of the Darkinjung peoples, and the lands of those of our contributors.

We also extend this acknowledgement to all traditional custodians throughout Australia and recognise their connections to land, sea and community. We pay our respect to Elders past and present and extend that respect to all Aboriginal and Torres Strait islanders today.

We recognise that sovereignty was never ceded. We acknowledge the Uluru Statement: From the Heart.

Always was, always will be.

warning ABORIGINAL AND TORRES STRAIT ISLANDER READERS ARE ADVISED THAT THIS PUBLICATION MAY CONTAIN IMAGES OF THOSE WHO HAVE DIED.

PAGE 2 - YENMA WELCOME

The Welcome: S & R It is with great pride, honour and gratitude, that I introduce the third volume of Yenma Yenmalalibyila. I thank all of those who have contributed. Those who have contributed their energies, their time, their monies, to serving and manifesting this Volume. Shadows & Reflections is the theme -- the undercurrent writing; the poetry, stories, artwork and insights contained within. We embarked upon this volume with a very different approach to the previous.

I would love to give a particular thankyou to Magda for hosting the first in-person YEmpower Community Creative Expression session, as well as thank Lucy and Ness for their leadership. This session was the platform for the spark of much of the pieces ahead of you. The Creative Expression workshop and session models are very accessible ways to meet in-person to create and envision new things, together! During that first Creative Session (of many planned -- so get involved!), we asked ourselves the question, "what do Shadows and Reflections mean to us?"

I've laid out a few of our sentiments in picture form ahead, but there are many senses to Shadows and Reflections. These include the inner voices that we carry with us, where we interrogate and inflect in different moments. In other senses, it can be the feelings of engulfment or mirroring by others and society.

It is my hope that you reader are inspired by the pieces herein. And that you may be inspired to come on the Yenma Creative journey with us, into the New Year.

Let Us Walk together, out of the shades of history and from our reflection pools, and put out our perspectives. I invite you to deeply listen. - Matt Jeffrey.

"Don't Let Anyone ever tell you that Shadow-Work only relates to the 'darkness'. What we need to realise is, is that our Shadow is born with us, it follows us, and it will go with us.

All our Shadows are all the same colour -- no matter where you're from or who you are.

When you project your Shadow onto Mother Nature, she reminds you of how beautiful you are. Don't forget it!" - Bernard Kelly-Edwards, 2022

Photography Credit: Ness Song

PAGE 3 - YENMA WELCOME

(YEmpower Creative Expression Workshop, July 2022)

PAGE 4 - YENMA WELCOME

(YEmpower Creative Expression Workshop, July 2022)

PAGE 5 - YENMA WELCOME

Tallulah Watson Moyle (YEmpower Creative Expression Workshop, July 2022)

PAGE 6 - YENMA WELCOME

we need not fear what lies beneath but rather welcome with the same arms and big love that turned them away in the first place.

the people around us the environment around us, entire worlds staring back at us.

Photography Credit: Ness Song

PAGE 7 - POETRY & VISUAL ARTS

Poetry & Visual Arts Introduction - Lucy Gooch-Tonga Welcome

readers,

contributors,

light

browsers,

and

curious cats. You have made it to our section of visual arts

and

poetry,

experiences,

an

moments,

exceptional and

array

sentiments.

of

stories,

This

issue

‘Shadows and Reflections’ has grown into a gloriously diverse interpretation space. Touching on the things we push down, or avoid looking at until we’re alone. We hope while walking with us you feel safe to explore an epic collection of works, words and visual enticers from some incredible artists and people. May we inspire you to peer into the mirror of expanding consciousness today.

The Poetry and Visual Arts section of Yenma begins with Matilda’s ‘Man Moves Through Water’ contains

Matt’s

sticky syntax, (keep an eye out of the hidden meanings) and features some incredible poetic contributions from Matilda, Ness, Lucy, Zachary and Matt which explore deep reflection,

emotional

turmoil,

the

sweet

sting

of

melancholy, and give way to honour the truths we reflect on

in

our

own

time,

the

importance

of

garnering

compassion, the creepy feeling of eyes on your back, the fascinating pull that lies within the shadow-realm, as well as the clarity and wisdom we can draw from the ebbs of reminisce.

‘The shadow of grief and loss but the reflections of self worth or even self realisation’ - Zachary Naufahu.

Including stunning visuals, both digital and tangible, that venture into the heartache of unrequited love, and everything that comes along with it. Magda touches on the shadow-self, and the work that must be done to honour our shadow-selves with her thought-provoking graphic art.

I think the pieces themselves prove the incredible creations that come to fruition once we begin

to

acknowledge our journey, sit amongst the cobwebs and thread our ideas into the creative matrix, wandering together. We delightedly encourage you to make your way through this incredible edition, invite you to stay a while, and gratefully thank our artists, community and readers for helping breathe life into this beautiful and compelling volume of Yenma.

Photography Credit: Ness Song

PAGE 8 - MAN MOVES THROUGH WATER

Man Moves Through Water Matilda Phillips I typically try to be less turbulent But in this situation you're a buffalo, wading through floodwater And I'd do anything to make you drown.

When the waves rise against you, It's only me, missing you.

And trying to convince you to consider Succumbing to love.

It's not particularly romantic, In fact, it's mostly muddy And cold, and crocodile-infested But at least it isn't lonely.

You're a stubborn beast Which I should have known, Because I always loved you for it.

But these melodramas no longer interest you And as you move through the flood, I watch your body Split my darkness into a mirror.

PAGE 9 - MAN MOVES THROUGH WATER

Remember when we were both young And willing to sink To the bottom of any ocean That looked our way?

When you reach the bank I say, I hope the grass is greener once you're out of here I hope you don't drown in some better flood.

For you, I brought out tricks I didn't even know I had.

I did everything To convince you to stay, and love.

PAGE 10 - COMPASSION FOR MY HOME

compassion for my home

by Ness Song Within the shadows, there hides many fragments of Ness. Facets and figments, openings and closings, leaky faucets and mouldy walls - paint peeling and well loved floors. It's a renovator's delight - a home of many plights and places, multidimensional spaces.

Here I have created a home - one that still needs much love and care, a tender touch and green thumb.

Some open windows to help breathe awareness into old rooms that change and hide when they fear they might be seen and judged.

I come in, paint on my nose, hands coated in earth, fresh breath upon my lips and the smell of freshly baked bread on my smock.

To paint the walls, till the soil, plant the seeds and water the carpets.

PAGE 11 - COMPASSION FOR MY HOME Watching as a home reveals its sparkle when I receive its love.

A love I have searched for in the eyes of others, the clink of bottles, the desperation of consumption. A poison that only I have the antidote for.

My map is my reflection in others and my heart’s strong voice is my compass.

Reaching and climbing in veracity and strength, day by day.

I plant daffodils and hyacinths by the kitchen window and make tea for all the me’s who sit down and watch me eat, All the gifts and treasures that flow to me When I proudly declare that I am Ness.

I am home.

PAGE 12 - BETWEEN PROJECTED CASTS

BETWEEN PROJECTED CASTS MATT JEFFREY ART CHANCES HAPPENING, IN GAMBLED VEINS, SAPLINGS NUTRIENTISE, VISUALISE, FEEL WORLDS SHATTERING.

ALSO OPENING, PALISADES IN SHADES OF HISTORY MONIKERED COOLIBAH, THE DOORWAY ENTRANCES ARE WALKED THROUGH WITH MANY PRESENTS, MANY FULLER ARCS. MAROON SANDS, MANY HANDS, MANY FORMS, CHAR DAMS, THEN CHANNELS, IT TRAVELS, FLANNEL, IN THE SPIRALLING OF ANIMAL:

PAGE 13 - BETWEEN PROJECTED CASTS

O, WEND-OVER-TYNE, AH, WEND-OVER-NILE, HAWKESBURY OR IS IT DYARUBBIN? IS IT INDIGENEITY QUA NON-INDIGENEITY? IS IT A BIPOLAR, OR A MANIED POLAR DISEASE THAT THEY SELL US AS?

FOR TWO-FRAM’D, IN THAT SHADOW WE DICE, CAST OF THAT VICE, OBSCURE DEEPER SECURITIES IN LIFE. WHAT ASX ON THE BEACH? SOLD BY “SEX ON THE BEACH”, OUR CAMPAIGNS NOT-WAR-MAKE IN THE ZEROING SENSE, BUT ONES DESIGNED TO FLEECE US OF OUR MORAL CENTS.

PAGE 14 - BETWEEN PROJECTED CASTS

AND IN THE MIDST, MILLENNIAS, DIASPORAS, DID TRY TO MELT, BUT THE GOLD PAN OVER THERE GLEAMS A POTTER-TYPE MIRROR ONE RIVER IS TWENTY BY FOUR, OR MORE, NOT TWO. AND YOTHU AND YUENDUMU, PROUDLY BRIEF “THE BRIGHTER DAY, WHEN THE WATERS WILL BE ONE’’.

ONE TO FASHION, NOT A FASHION, BUT CONNECTED OVER-AND-UNDER-AND-MIDDLE STANDINGS, OF CROSS-CULTURAL LOVE. THE FAMILIES WE CHOOSE CAN SHOW US THIS VIEW, BUT THE FAMILIES WE’RE FROM, WILL LOVE BELOW THE FACE, THE TRUTH.

PAGE 15 - SHADOW-WORK

"SHADOWWORK" BY MAGDALENA TAUSCH

Doppelgänger

PAGE 16 - DOPPLEGANGER

Lucy Gooch-Tonga

A soft dusk Bathes the somber city streets Coaxing out the night A light flirtation

For now, the shadows are bathing intent, A writhing abundance of water reflections They cast a pastel glow Pinks and purples and gold Fluttering cherry blossom trees Line the streets, An acacia dream Deep into August now Tell the swirling frost-air Or the sun showers, I don’t mind it half the time it’s A bruise as pretty as an eye Stiffening limbs a light shiver, Not yet chilling to the bone Follows you all the way home.

The Push and the Pull

Lucy Gooch-Tonga

PAGE 17 - THE PUSH AND THE PULL

’The Lovers’ by Nicole Glogowski PAGE 18 - THE LOVERS

Jigsaw

PAGE 19 - JIGSAW

Ness Ness Song Song

As places pass and fade in and out of my awareness, I reflect on the shadows and colours that make themselves known through my trip ups, my triggers and mistakes.

I breathe compassion into them with a swift and sure conviction that builds me from bones upwards; brick by brick, I allow the parts of me that need to leave, to return to the source of love itself.

As I walk forward with my head held high for all the versions of me I have ever been and will ever be.

Rooted in my conviction of who I am and what I am here to be and the love that flows endlessly into me, through me, to the Universe around me and beyond.

Ripples and stones, vibrating magic, reverberating peace, discovering happiness and reaching for pieces and places that remind us of the love that binds us all.

An ever shifting jigsaw of mystical mystery. A song that is here to be sung and lived.

PAGE 20 - THE SHADOWS YOU CARRY AROUND WITH YOU

The Shadows You Carry Around With You Magda Tausch

PAGE 21 - ARTWORK #1

PAGE 22 - CURSE HIS NAME FOR I AM HE

Curse His Name For I Am He

By Zachary Naufahu

His eyes crucified my heart Constantly reminded of the Wicked soul that is him.

Oh how love alludes a false narrative His love was nothing but illusive.

The scent of lust takes throne Love everlasting Decays my fragile heart.

PAGE 23 - ARTWORK #1

PAGE 24 - WRITTEN JOURNEYS

Written Journeys Introduction - Ness Song

In this section of Yenma Yenmalalibyila, you will find the

feathers

and

instruments

for

instrumental

change and actualisation. An ever consistent notion, a drumming beat in your spirit that calls to you, accross oceans and expanses of land so far the eye cannot see.

I offer every gratitude to the co-editors of this edition and for all the creational energy that has been channelled into this space. To Matthew, a cosmic spark for the alignment of intention and action and to Lucy, for her undeniable spirit of flowing acceptance and chaos monkey energy.

In the words we have shared in this edition, you will find the remedies and the salves that ease broken heartedness, hopelessness and apathy. A reminder that even when the world seems its darkest, there are always those of us exploring our own darkness, deeper, so that we can shine our light in every place.

The road is long and sometimes heavy, our shoulders tired from searching for the answers, outside of our selves. In these truths, you can discern your own flavour - your version of peaceful calamity that you have come to share with the world.

I offer gratitude to the space that is Yenma, for the blessings of our Ancestors that flow from page to page,

through

our

pens

and

conversations.

Supporting this process unconditionally, accross generations.

At this immensely pivotal moment in humanity's journey. We are called to access the inner well of power that lives within our spirit, to ensure that no brother or sister is left behind and that the path we walk

forward,

Yenmalalibyila.

we

walk

together.

Yenma

PAGE 25 - ON DAWAANDI On DAWAANDI: Guymbangirr understanding of the Shadow Self On the 19th of October, Guymbangirr man (and all-round walking legend), Bernard Kelly-Edwards agreed to sit in present dialogue with me on Campus, where we yarned on Awabakal Country. Bernard styles himself BKE, and so all of his words following will be marked that way.

Meeting BKE 'incidentally' through a Uni Course at Newcastle was definitely Countrys' well-doing. He has a wellspring of knowledge around Shadow, or Pabi Dawaandi. We sketch a journey of Dawaandi. The following is our dialogue.

Matthew Jeffrey: Mind if I record bits now?

BKE: You're right!

MJ: ...They tried to get you on the fish-hook didn't they?

BKE: I only done the one NLP course and that sustains me for life. I learned about Perceptual Positioning, I learned about Eye Accessing Cues, and I learned about the Timelines that House Solutions from Heavy Traumas. They're the three main tools I brought home from that -- and I don't need any more of their teachings. You know, this fish is happy to keep swimming. But that there happened in '16, that's when a lot of the Pabi Dawaandi lights had come on. Cause its a course that woke me up! The layers had been peeled back. I realised I need this as much as it needs me.

And when you're in that space of educating, learning, loving, caring, and being accountable to yourself, you use these peoples and places to your advantage in a respectful way.

MJ: I think I've been finding that this year since that trip where could see the Continent from the Plane. Since then I've been on a bit of a rapid-fire path, that I didn't realise how easy it could be to properly slip into myself. I hadn't realised how I could decide to this one thing, and that would bring this fruit, and then I could decide, I could go to this place, and share this fruit. Before I had made it a mental job, running through options before they had happened, whereas now I just am. It's way different Living.

BKE: Do you still run through the options before it happens?

MJ: Sometimes. But before, I was doing it to the point of writhing around in my room, in fear, getting scared. Now it's different. Last Friday, I went to this thing in Sydney. I knew the new leader, Albanese was gonna be there. I just thought, this is my time, I'm gonna go meet him, give him a copy of Yenma, share a community's truth. I no longer cared if people thought it was weird. The Event was the Uluru Statement From the Heart civic campaign launch at Marrickville Townhall. I thought it was important..

PAGE 26 - ON DAWAANDI MJ: ...Then the next day, I was walking by a beautiful waterfall, and swimming there, and I had a moment of deep gratitude in that pool, near Wondabyne there, the Pindarr Caves, a Darkingjung and Eora site for thousands of years. That kind of thing in just 48 hours -very grateful.

BKE: It's a shame he wasn't there to experience it with you.

MJ: ...I can't just grab his arm, he's gotta be willing to walk. I feel like I'm knowing when to go to things and when to go home and nurture those environments.

BKE: That's BEV conscioussness (Birds-Eye-View), that is. When you know what is gonna happen when you get to an environment. You know the unchanged patterns, people's behaviour out of their mouths, you know you're supported by one person who's got your back where you are. That's where clear consciouss BEV moments arrive.

Here I am talking about being too busy... I'm just here locking in bloody flights. I gotta go to Melbourne. There's an International Meditation Conference. I've been invited next month to speak about Pabi Dawaandi at this conference, and it's got me fast tracking this application for a passport...

MJ: A passport?

BKE: Yeah, cause I don't know whats gonna happen after. I've gotta have that passport in case there's an invitation given to go somewhere.

MJ: I see, preparing for an eventuality?

BKE: There you go! Wrapping all these up into the one yarn. Now that wrapping up is all being gathered, or held, or nutured by the language of expectation. I'm expect to present at the Conference! A big thing! That's a given! But there's a flow on expectation of reciprocity that I would like to engage with people who can help support me getting over to other countries to talk about Pabi Dawaandi. So that comes in strong as an expectation.

But then it dissovles, when you empty it... If this cup (dings cup), was called Expectation, I have to empty, for it to be filled anew with conversations, and networks, with you or them, in an environment that'll frame the whole manifestation folder of that particular time. And that's very-forward thinking, but in this day-and-age, you need to integrate in a particular way, where its supports where you came from. And on the 15th of next month (November), I would have come from this space, and this conversation here!

You know I used to live at Mannering Park. My office was in Morriset, then I had another office at Cessnock, and then another at Muswellbrook, and then another office at Windsor, at Parklea, and Mullabar. They were all correctional facilities. My pre-post release officer was at Morriset. Monday I'd travel out to Cessnock, come home. Tuesday I'd travel out Muswellbrook, come home. Wednesday I'd travel South out to Windsor, Penrith. Thursday was Parklea, and then Friday was Long Bay, at Mullabar, come home again and rest.

PAGE 27 - ON DAWAANDI MJ: ...Wow. Do they make people work at these facilities? Cause I heard that the other way.

I saw this stat, it made me think, is this really happening, that they're almost forcing prisoners to work for these private companies?

BKE: Yeah, the prisoners got to work.

MJ: ...Fuck. That's the same system in here (taps H.V Evatt '"Rum Rebellion" book.) isn't it brother?

BKE: It has not changed. (taps the same book). It has not changed one bit. They are getting 7 bucks an hour. You know, they are under constant control. But I have a weapon that can destroy them in a heartbeat!

MJ: Love?

BKE: (Both laugh). Yeah... the rates of pay haven't changed. But the really exciting thing is, is that once the holidays are over with TAFE, I could be moving in to working in the Grafton Correctional Centre, bringing Pabi Dawaandi into my work.

(Both realises that we should finally delve into the insights of Dawaandi) BKE: Is this on record? (Yes) Oh is it? Well. You're listening in to BKE here at the University of Newcastle. I've been invited by Matthew to share some insights to Dawaandi and how that can support a sustainable future for yourself, when you see reflections of yourself, wherever you're sitting, wherever you are in life. So let's start with the basic knowledge.

Dawaandi is a Guymbanggri word with 6 defintions attached to it. The first two defintions are pre-colonisation meanings. The first is shadow of person - thinking on the shadow of your person. The second one is reflection -- all mirror form can only come from Dawaandi, and Dawaandi can only ever be seen by light.

The other 4 defintions are Photo, Video, Film and TV. Eliminate them because they're in daily use, all the time, in this modern world. Now here comes the beautiful gifts of Dawaandi. (Deep breath).

When you are born, Dawaandi is born with you, definition one and definition two. It follows you through this life, and it leaves with you when you go. My shadow is different to your shadow. It comes from the same place. Mum's belly. The beautiful thing about Dawaandi, is that it is an ultimate truth-teller about yourself. It can never lie to you. The reality is always real and true, when you see reflections of yourself. You cannot outrun your shadow or your reflection. And my shadow and your shadow is the same colour -- so see you later Racism!

Anyone that dare challenge you or any of your readers to hating on the colour black, tell them to look at their own shadow. They cannot change the colour of their shadow. That is their spirit they may not wish to see.

Another beautiful thing to notice is when you take your shadow from land to water, is you become versatile, you expand and you contract, you're like breath, when you...

PAGE 28 - ON DAWAANDI BKE: ... on your Dawaandi in water. That is literally you Being of Water, when you see yourself in it. You know I asked a group of people one day at a Corporate Workshop in Coffs Harbour. I asked them "When you go from Land to Water, does your Shadow follow you?"

And one fella put his hand up and he said "No." I said "Ah okay, I'll come back to you, now Sister over here, whaddiya reckon?" She sad "Yes". I said "Ill come back to you too Sister. But Brother, now you said no. I would like you to tell me, exactly how you detached your shadow from your person, and left it on the beach whilst you went for a swim?" "How did you do that?" And he's thinking and thinking and thinking! And he says "I can't". And I said "Exactly, now that is not a lie, you cannot detach yourself from your shadow." The cool thing about the Shadow is, where do you see it in the water?

When you're in chest-high water for example, you only gotta raise your arm out, wait for everything to stop on the surface bubbling, and there, you will see yourself different. Now if the lights are on, it's real shiney, sunny days, you can see it on the sand-beds, under your feet, on both planes, the sand, and the surface reflection. So the encouragement for everybody that is tuned in to this yarn, is expand only the one sense of our five of who we are as human beings. It's the sight we are asking for expansion. When I say this, can I speak to it like this... if its true what they say that "you are what you eat, and you are what you drink, is you.", I also believe that what you see is what you are. When I see Matthew here, I see a mirror of myself. When I see all these other beautiful people at this Cafe, I see reflections of myself.

This is true when you see that in the water. And when you see your shadow cast that is connected to the casting shadow of the Tree. This is real. Your eyes do not lie when you see things like that. Your Dawaandi is in connection to the Dawaandi of the Tree.

And this is what is often unseen by beautiful people that we ask them to try see it this way, to allow people to wake-up. The Planet is asking for People to wakeup. All of our Ancestors that have come before us, are all asking us to wakeup. And the only wake to way to wake up is love. And the only way you can see love first is seeing love in yourself. Do not worry about anyone else cause they are not important if you cannot hold yourself in importance first. I cannot help Matthew if I cannot help myself. I cannot make the Brother a cuppa if I cannot make my own cuppa. This is a simple language, of common sense, of sight. We can and will as the time comes for the People to stand-up, to do nothing but see how beautiful they are.

I told a young sister today whose a Student here at the University, and this too goes for anyone tuned in right now, "If there comes a Time in your days, months, weeks and years, in time you have, and someody is hudging you, labelling you, putting you down to a standard they want to be at, and you've fallen into depression, anxiety, fear, unwantedness, all of these things, please take yourself to the Land. Please stop, and have a look at your shadow, and this will never ever lie to you, because its not born to lie to you. Notice all of its colours that are inside your Shadow. Because essentially, when people try to pull you down, they are speaking to the internal part of yourself. It's only filtered through the external parts. But when its actually gets to the internal part, your heart starts to hurt. It starts to feel like "Fuck, no-one cares for me anymore, and it's all true". But it's self-talk that you get. It's a human conditioning!

BKE: ...The Pathway out of that Human Conditioning to Mother Nature who solutionises everything, is go and stand on Country. Have a look at what is inside your Shadow. And I guarantee you that there will be something beautiful there waiting for you to pickup and see about what is inside of you! Mothers' got a gift always for us. Go and try it, see what it looks like. Jump into the waters. Play around with Cameras. Take photos of yourself. Throw rocks into the waters, look at your own rippling form, and you'll understand here expansion and contraction actually lies.

If you want to see really you in water, press slow motion on the Camera, and hold it for about 5-10 seconds, and there you will see everything about who you really are. In Water, we cannot lose sight of the reality that we were born from water. Inside of Mum's belly holds a hell of a lot of water for us to survive. Is there anything else you want to clarify?

MJ: Oh. You've talked about nurturing our sense of Dawaandi. When you said you know, we are literally 'beings of water', do you think it holds a broader connective power? For example, you said seeing your shadow with the Trees shadow, knowing you are connected to that Tree, and enhancing just one of your senses , your sight, how can people look to all the senses to ensure they keep expanding their sense of their Dawaandia and sense of Shadow-self?

BKE: Ah, so your Shadow-self has a smell and a feeling connected to you. It equates to all five senses. Now the best way to remind yourself of all of those, is to look to Southern Cross every night. It is housed with 5 constellations, like we are housed with 5 senses of Life. That is not a lie, that was there way before we come along. The Southern Cross. Look to it. You choose what star represents what sense of who you are as a human being. Now, ife we are to talk about you are what you see, when Mum and Dad, they buy you that Ferrari, that is yours, because you seen it, you've touched it, you've smelled that leather inside it, it becomes you. Everything is impacted as soon as you seen that car son for you outside. That is yours. It is not a lie when you SEE the registrations is all yours and know the keys are yours. All that kind of stuff. It's the same when you see your Shadow on Country. Clearly, you Shadow cannot smell by itself, but you can, and you are the Owner of your Shadow. You know what the smell of Pizza is like. You know texture and the taste and the touch of working with oil paints and penciles. Anything you choose about what life is, Dawaandi will always share itself with you.

Like me talking right now, Dawaandi is on the table with me. It's moving with me, it is of me.

You just put Dawaandi on yourself, by putting your hat on. So you've given yourself, Shade/Shadow, same yarn. When I look into that mirror just there, I don't need to look over there, cause I can see it there in the mirror. There's no need to turn your head, just need to move yours, and you can see that over the next to gray door there's a yellow board that tells' me that there is black writing on it. And also that over there there are steps, with a divider in the middle and a whole lot of brickwork of brown and grey. All of these things are so easy to see once you expand your sight. Once expanded, that is more than enough for you to understand that it exists, it's been existing ever since you were born, and its not gonna stop existing until you stop existing. One of the benefits of it is that it helps you slow down.

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PAGE 30 - ON DAWAANDI BKE: ... It helps you to breathe a little bit easier. It helps you to have the most intimate connection with Country, with yourself, at the greatest level. I can impact you with Dawaandi without the physical contact, I can touch you. All of these things are real to me, because it is seen. That old yarn that comes from Westernisms', "Seeing is Believing", it's very, very true when it comes to Dawaandi. When you things, in the waters, of your own Dawaandi, you choose between the whether telling yourself "Its True!", or "Nahhhhhh, that's not real, what's that?!" Cause you're gonna see things that are gonna freak you right out. So its up to you and your belief-system and your own values of what you believe in.

But the more you play in the shadows of yourself, the more real you become. The birthplace of Dawaandi is not a liar, otherwise you would not have been born. That is the greatest connection it has. When you then add four tools of existing, called Patience, Awareness, Balance and Integration; when you blend those four patterns of life to Dawaandi, you are living in the 1-5 Perceptual Position of BEV, in its ultimate form. Pabi Dawaandi combined, has the greatest impact of the birds-eye-view of yourself, and your environment, the reality that you are in, the people that you communicate with, the transport that you're catching, the music that you're listening to, is all balanced with interconnectedness of yourself and your surroundings.

Does that answer your question? Any other questions young man?

MJ: (Laughs), What else is there for people to know about you, in relation to the yarn about Dawaandi?

BKE: Is this, where I give a bit of a exposition about myself? (Yes) Right. Well I come to the Hive Cafe at the Newcastle Uni, because they have best coffee in town, and there's always sisters that smile when they serve you your coffee! (About yourself?) Well it is about myself , cause I've been filled with this coffee ever since I've been here. (Both Laugh).

But if you wanna search for me and some of the work that I do, jump onto instagram at @BKE79, send a DM to that identity, and I'll respond to you if you have any direct questions, or if you just wanna follow and support, its a beautiful space as well. You'll see a lot my artwork coming up, a lot of reels that connect music and art and poetry, and real Pabi Dawaandi yarns. Or, if you wanna be more discreete and not use the Social-Media world, you can email me at dawaandi22@gmail.com And if you need my direct contact details, you'll need to go through our host. He'll have some details for ya. Spread the love. This is about changing.

We're at pinnacle point of evolutions timeline, where our Ancestors are calling us to change, grow, learn, and live the real definition of what inclusion is born to be lived for.

Together. All of us Human Beings, together. And I'll meet you at the Beehive next time while I'm on Newcastle Campus. Love to you all. Darrandung from Guumbangri-djagung.

BKE, I"M OUT! Thanks for having me on your show brother. ("Now you throw the Phone").

Now I throw the Phone?! CHHHH.

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Mystic Love of U James Nancarrow

Theres a sacred bond forged with inclusion, outside the need for acceptance so there can be no delusion, A wonderous creation of experience and form, within the confines of respect but never bound by a need to exist within a norm, The soothing touch of the voice that calms even the most vicious of flames, a limitless love that doesn't exist as anothers means to maintain, Sounds of trust and bells that ring in unity, when in your embrace to fear I have immunity, Simply a truth of a golden crutch, but never in codependence as that would be too much, With no lack of ability to overcome any emotional weather, within your presence my soul floats like a feather, As there is no crying that could change your beauty, alongside no expectation that anything outside of your own is your duty, Glowing like a star that shines brighter than the sun, your internal glory is something I wish to never see undone,

Your spirit is diamond just as your heart, this love is unconditional even if time and experience takes us apart, Outside assumptions and inside the soul, you're a crystal existence that makes I feel whole, And with that admittance I wish for no binding, as your path is your own regardless of if we as humans remain aligned in a goal, Growing from your greatness without a pedestal in sight, the ability for us to disagree is part of what makes you so bright, No ravaging of views and attempts to change the other, a simple shared experience with no desire to smother, Through words with no intentions but an expression of whats real, outside of oxycontin you're the only one who makes me feel,

PAGE 32 - MYSTIC LOVE OF U Beyond the comprehension of a simple broken mind, my only intention is you love yourself and focus on what you wish to find, The eternal pursuit of the soul running deep to its core, it would only be unfair to say you are who I am living for, Which is why theres no truth in any given assumption, as death to me is like drugs and just another experience built for consumption,

A heavy weight is simply lifted from the chest, for a brief moment in time you reunited me with my inner child which is why I believe you are the best, Please dont take it literal as best is just a perception, and I dont believe in any ideas and I wish for there to be no deception,

Never a pursuit to directly just die, as suicide of the soul is what makes my mind cry,

You will never read this poem as I would never infringe upon what you know as your emotion, I could never risk you focusing on I and moving away from your own devotion,

I dont believe in prayer as God to me is an ideal, but I do pray to myself that nobody ever alters what you choose to feel,

As time will continue and space will grow, I am just the nothing and your time I dont wish to borrow,

Mystical lights that are blinding to the naked eye, your being so grand despite being the size of a firefly,

For a deal with the devil only ends with what one needs, and anything born of want is usually sown with horrific seeds,

As the cosmos are vast please remember so are you, please release the past and anything you dont want apart of what you find as true,

Your opinions and beliefs will always be respected, through even oppoosing views to your voice of reason I will never be disconnected,..

Burning like plastic and slowly withering away, that is the me and not wanting you to witness this is what I wish to convey, While you will always hold a place in my heart of shattered glass, never forget that you're as unique as each blade of grass, See no difference in any and within all, as any pedestals or expectations only lead to downfall,

To settle the bubbles that pop in the emotional pond, comes no more need for a before or beyond, When all is done and space no longer feels obliged to create, then will we see a world where no man or woman is here to dictate, For the world is a bad place but said to house some beautiful humans, I dont mean physically so please embrace no illusions, Slavery to hormones is an experience I purely dislike, I would pray to a higher power but I have no need for one as all will be alright, This is a safe place and we are but here to experience, so glow like you do and fear no interference, One Love.

No One's Judging You (Ness Song)

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pERFIDIOUS aLBION - a dECADE FOR THE mILLEnNIA

- mATT jEFFREY

“I was born on a Dublin street where the Royal drums do beat And the loving English feet they went all over us…

Come tell us how you slew them old Arabs two by two Like the Zulus they had spears, bows and arrows How bravely you faced one with your 16pounder gun!

And you frightened them natives to their marrow…”

-- Come Out Ye Black and Tans, Wolfe Tones. “'Twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky than at Suvla or Sud-El-Bar… While Britannia's Huns, with their long range guns sailed in through the foggy dew…

'Twas England bade our ‘wild geese go’, that "small nations might be free!"

But their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves or the fringe of the great North Sea! …Oh the night fell black, and the rifles' crack, made perfidious Albion reel In the leaden rain, seven tongues of flame did shine o'er the lines of steel…

And the world did gaze, in deep amaze, at those fearless men, but few, Who bore the fight that freedom's light might shine through the foggy dew As back through the glen I rode again and my heart with grief was sore…

For slavery fled, O glorious dead, when you fell in the foggy dew.”

--The Foggy Dew, Wolfe Tones.

“Slavery never existed in Australia.” Prime Minister Morrison, 2021.

INTRODUCTION: Perfidious Albion is a term that has been commonly used by all different nations around the world. It refers to the uniquely and uncanny ability for British Statesmenand-women, and Monarchs to lie. It is usually attributed firstly to the French, in 1600s, but in actuality has been a commonstatement in regards to Albion Brittany, since at least 14th century. Its first known deployment then, is closer to the height of the Eastern Roman Empire in the 10th century, than today in 2022. (not discounting also that the ‘Western’ Roman Empire had conquered the British Isles earlier). (Schmidt, 1943)

PAGE 35 - PERFIDIOUS ALBION The reason I have employed this term is to understand the layers of lies in the imperialism that has befallen certain landmasses and groups of peoples from the deliberaite design and obfuscation at the hands of British ruling classes. This too has befallen Britain's own people, and the peoples of the wider United Kingdom – to uncover stark and new possible realities – and to understand what has befallen our continent and surrounding isles of Australia.

The first uses of this term being closer to the Eastern Roman Empires’ zenith, should give one time to reflect on what it actually means for our education today. It has been deployed by the French, by the Scottish, by the Irish (including the song at the cover page of this essay), by South American countries and African nations, and other European Nations. Whilst it hasn’t entered common parlance yet for what the United Kingdom has done and did with the Continent of Australia - it fits the pattern. In fact the height of the British Empire, was only 1 century ago Let us reflect for a moment. Indigenous populations have maintained continued Sovereignty with these lands and waters for at least 650 centuries, compared to the 40odd centuries we are beamed with, that is our realities’ foundation in our schooling and subsequent media reflections. The recent transplantation of imperial and extinction modes of accumulation via dispossesion has occurred in a second compared to hours of Governance hitherto unwavering.

To break it down further, for we can understand, as Lawson said (as much as he was a racist and a sexist), that “all the dustcovered-customs of England remain in the middle-ages, where she belongs.” These being:

--‘Class distinctions - and class warfare’ --‘Poverty’ --‘Landlordism’ ‘--’Royal Regalia and Titles” --“Domination by Commercial means”.

“They all belong to the Middle-Ages”, according to Lawson in 1887, before the Federation of Australia. Here is a Republican that understands what it means we are to get rid of, should we wish to become a truly independent republic. It should be noted, that it has all unravelled for the United Kingdom in 100 years, every single lie, even the lies that they tried to cover up for the erstwhile Her Majesty the Queens’ benefit in Operation: Legacy, where thousands of documents deemed to be embarrassing to the notional decolonisation the Queen is admired for, were ordered to be burned or destroyed. (Novara Media, 2021)

PAGE 36 - PERFIDIOUS ALBION But of course, the great lie, and the great lies that have befallen our Nation, stem from Classification. From definition, from the power to define what is and what isn’t: 1. Science 2. Rational 3. Legal 4. Economic 5. “In the National Interest” It is important to note that for the last 45 years commercial oligipolists, cartels, and monopolists have had a resurgence in acquiring all that the “national interests” line contains. In the late 70s there were was a meeting point between the powers of workers organisations and commercial entities. Since then, there has much gone to the wayside for the worker's organisations. We may be seeing small glimpses for those workers now in 2022, but I encourage you to continue with me on this track.

In just a Century Britain has lost its Empire, notionally, and nominally, although it is has left behind its economic and social systems, its value-systems of acceptability, as well as corporate behemoths, as Kojo Koram explores in his seminal work, Uncommonwealth. (2021) It is a great tragedy for Australia, because the Irish, Welsh and Scottish radical influence upon this nation has been vast in its imprint.

For we had the first ‘socialist’ Government in the world, nationalisation of all sources of wealth creations as early as 1887. 25 years before the Revolutionary Bolsheviks in Russia

It would make sense that Australia as a commercial and imperial project of the British in the South East Asia region was much about protecting and enhancing the commercial interests and profitability, above all else. In fact, this is why Queensland laid ‘claim’ to Papua and New Guinea, before our British maesters even gave us a mandate to. “An imperial motive had begun from the Continent” (Fitzpatrick, 1939, p. 45) So with these transplantations of societies only 2-point-3 centuries ago by Perfidious Albion, and we outnumbered the First Fleet 25-1 by continental ratio of people – now the role is reversed today, with 1 million Indigenous Australians, to the 25 million people immigrants or descendants. People like to say “Oh I’m 6th generation British, or 8th Generation Scottish”. That may be true. But what our individual life-spans and our family circumstances sometimes fail to take account of, what we are trained and educated to think of what a generation is, (that being 15-25 years), we miss the actual scale of the project of Federated Australia. Two sixty-year olds next to each other. In fact, one Dexter, had lived in every single decade of Federation, apart from the first. He passed away at 111 in 2021.

PAGE 37 - PERFIDIOUS ALBION Ireland, in this decade, looks set to reunify. Scotland looks set to become independent for the first time in 4 centuries. The nation-state still holds importance, and its rallying clarion calls, and too as a bulwark against multinational corporate fiefdoms.

These places share the same languages and landmass continuums, not in the least Ireland as an Island Community. They are not just nation-states, they are now national communities. Correspondingly, Indigenous peoples have had to adopt here, European notions of nation-states, in the term First Nations itself, in order to make sure that our Sovereignty is respected and recognised more deeply and further by the Palatial Implant.

This has profound impacts for the State Education, and education set by the State. In Australia State Public Education has been one of the biggest promoters of upward mobility, but upward mobility (Davey and Miller, 1988, p. 23), at the expense of changing the system itself.

An upward mobility on a Continent that has most recently been exposed to violent forms of class formation as a process. And yet too, an upward mobility in an Australia that switch from a confined-producer capitalist society after the 1980s, to financialised extractivism proper, and ‘non-real’ economies propping up like Derivatives markets. It has occured from the 80's onwards, heightened rentierism, property-marketisation, and a services economy that didn’t introduce enough services to replace the diversification the previous ‘real’ economy had in place.

This includes too our gig platform fiasco creating a 3-speed money wages economy and decades educating ourselves to be about the arse-end of what we call supply chains. Are we at war with ourselves?

Not only are the impacts of making ourselves rely upon vessels, of which 99 percent are owned by foreign entities acting as oligopolies holding the powers of cartel price-fixing over us, (and not just because the Co2 emitted from such vessels that contributes to our Environmental Heating and destroys our Tourism industry) – we educated ourselves, and our experts that the ‘freemarket’ was where it was all at. And we educated ourselves that services alone, not free from swings to feudalism as Liberal Hawley pointed out in 1891 in his economic treatise, Capital and Population – would provide our society with a steady-base.

In fact, what has happened instead is a ladder-effect of economies. Where only certain people can access the ‘conceptual’ “economies”, that extract wealth from people and planet extortionately to the point of bio-ecological collapse. Only a select few can enter these markets and economies, they are cordoned off, for the vast majority of Australians by what they are paid by the hour or the project, we have created and allowed a system, unequal in its exchange, in the extreme, not just at home, but overseas too. Our Australia has sat at the apex of the two largest Empires the world has ever seen, the British and the United States. We have been straddling their switch in the 20th century, and our ‘forward’ thinking labour movement leaders also recognised the “pivot to Asia”, produced “The Asian Century” report by the Labor Party in the 1990s, which saw us extend our Trade Relationship to the point of which much of our economic growth was reliant upon their populations staying in poor labour conditions from exploitative corporations on their shores. Now they are pulling themselves out of poverty, we expect them to the “stay in the dirt” as Keating said?

Preposterous.

PAGE 38 - PERFIDIOUS ALBION So, here, this little, big, nation of 26 million, sits ready geo-politically to perhaps straddle the 3 largest Empire projects of all-time. That it is fair to call China an imperial project, for much of its wealth generation is done by extractivist means, though its distribution may be improving in its fairness.

I saved up money for a few weeks, so that I could come back and take it home. And, might I say, it provided me with clear conscience to some of the claims I make here more widely in the essay. That is the personal nature, it hit me like a tonne of bricks. It is something I would very much to journey and yarn to you about.

These all point to our own confusion Australia faces in the aftermath of the perfidy on the scale of continental invasion. It not only has over 120 First Nations subjugated within its NationConstruct, the construct has confilicting ideas about itself. Is British, or is it American? Is it Australian? Is it a multicultural society? (It is a multi-cultural society because of the many different peoples of different backgrounds that live here. But is woven into its identity, its power structures and parliaments, into the fabric of the nation-states functions and modes of wealth generation, accumulation and distribution, ideas represented by many peoples of different experience? No.) In fact, that is the cultural revolution, the calls for the Indigenous Voice example.

MAPS OF IMPERIAL FRUITS FOR THE BRITISH MALE INVESTOR: The Harmsworth Atlas and its Tellings About Genocidal Capitalism Here I must tell a brief story. In my travels to Sydney Town one day, I stumbled into Sapphos Book Store in Glebe. I knew I was looking for something. Almost like a spidertingle one gets – in regards to reading material awaiting you. I started scanning “the highest shelves of the store until I saw the huge book, the Harmsworth Atlas.

This first image is of the preface – where it states that “in this world of competition, the businessman must be prepared”.

It essentially is the Scientific Atlas of the Time, mass-produced they say, so that each Middle-Class to higher investor of the British Isles may be up-to-date on Commercial Interests in Reference to the World. The preface perfectly encapsulates the political-geographical story it is telling of all these places of the world.

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“Climate in Relation to Commercial Products” – this imbibed motive is self-writing. It tells plainly that only what is conceivable is to talk about the Climate in relation to an extracted good – be it diamonds by slaves or sheeps wool by Australian Indigenous serfs, or Melanesian slaves in Australian sugar plantations. Super scientific and rational.

This third image is quite literally the first with maps and icons in the Atlas.

Note, the scientific rationalisation of sexually segregated work-arrangements, still too “Diagrams of the Worlds’ Commerce”.

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The fourth image of the Atlas hit my heart and soul something wicked when first sighted in that book-store, months ago. Australia, still legally a Realm under the Crown, there effaced our Country described variously as “wastes” and “Not Yet Settled”, and so inscribed as a “Principal British Possession”. This Atlas was recently after Australia Federated as a Nation – in 1911. “The Tyranny of our Powerlessness”, is not just attributed to First Nations (The Uluru Statement, 2017), but also to our fledgling Australian nation-state it seems. At least we were nominally a Commonwealth, fancy being outright a Dominion in name! Oh, but we were and are functionally, according to Evatt, with his work in “The King and His Dominion Governors”. Harps out for that towering Gough, cut down for the tall-poppy he was.

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This second-to-last-image, tells plainly the Anglo-Saxon wish to be the world's dominator – by extincting languages or attempting to, like Welsh, Gaelige, and First Nations Australians – by supplanting theirs as the lingua franca of a trade-systems built on immiseration, “vast commercial activity” would become available to the “Anglo-Saxon” race. Justifications, justifications.

of Government and mode of Government is not preferable anymore – perhaps best to change the name fellow European travellers, and add a peoples’ assembly or something minimal. A real “glimmer” of hope in a book that contains pages too “scientifically” detailing the “Chief Races of the Family of Mankind”, where the Anglo-Saxon reigns supreme.

Well, what can be said about this last one. That Britain viewed the few remaining nations not-conquered by European powers as “natives” that are merely hanging on due to intraeuropean rivalries. At least there is a hint here that having an Empire in name....

Sounds inspiredly Nazi. Or maybe this frenzy about Race inspired the Nazi’s?

The Power of Education in action.

Thanks for yarning with me on the Harmsworth.

PAGE 42 - PERFIDIOUS ALBION CONTENDING WITH THE POLITICAL, ECONOMIC, SOCIAL, AND CULTURAL FUNCTIONS OF EDUCATION AGAINST WIDER MOTIVATIONS: Connexions between Commerce, Education and Disposession For “in the context of (British) social policy, the role of the education system is perhaps the most obvious example of the creation and cultivation of ideology… a framework which presents the existing structure of society as both natural and inevitable”.

(Jones, C. & Novak, T. 1980) To make perfectly clear the connexions to Education, we but only have to look over our shoulder, to the University sector. I recently attended, kind of by accident, the UTS Innovation Showcase, on Thursday 3/11/22.

Although grateful for the ad-hoc invite, the questions we all have to ask ourselves and others in these spaces, amidst rising hunger, destitution, homelessness, among other ills like deforestation, is what exactly have our innovations, done for the People and Country? Who is our innovation really serving? Who is our commercialisation, so often tied to innovation, serving?

What was made apparent from that night was disconnectedness, stark. There you had, people talking of ‘ecosystems’, as the actual ecosystems that support these parasitic elementals are dying, chiefly by a representative of the NSW Government Precincts Ecosystems Committee. Wowee!

What inspired innovation!

On the panel too, were the UTS Vice Chancellor, and Ed Husic, the Federal Industry and Science Minister. And Husic made his pithy remarks about including First Nations Knowledges in the innovation spaces, and ‘translating’ university...

start-ups to commercial entities, and to ‘’relegitimise’’ First Nations knowledge, after it was almost genocided. These remarks he made in direct opposition to principles so many Indigenous Australians have expressed, like Janke in her book “True Tracks”. That the kinds of commercialisation that exist are not fit at all, for the platforming of Indigenous Knowledges, especially the types these folks go for, even discounting cooperative structures (which are a better option). Then, what is the nations educational identity, functions, and aims? Shoddy Aristocracy?

It currently believes the Education “Culture Wars” in the classrooms are over and the new Federal Education Minister, Jason Clare believes it a lot. But they cannot be. And not when, least of all, Judeo-Christian entities and corporations protecting “Western Values”, organised to spam submissions... to ACARA in March to obliterate 50 percent of the History Curriculum. (Morton, 2022) Not while, in the least, our Schools act as panopticons with teacher wardens; as holding pens. Just maybe “making people before making workers”. Yeah, that is a nice thing to do. Making people before making cogs. What pedagogy! Without really stopping to ask – for what work purposes are we working them for?

Add to this, the education most Australians are being beamed by the ‘’information specialists” in the media. Do you know, a man once said, decades ago in the presence of Whitlam, that the oligarch Murdoch is “a great Australian – much like Attila was a Great Hun.” These people in media are educating Australians how to think, and we honestly expect an end to the “Culture-Wars” in the classroom? What small-L liberal tendencies have...

PAGE 43 - PERFIDIOUS ALBION ...you fallen into or adopted, “great labour man” Jason Clare? (ABC, 1987) So pretending that Education is separated from the ‘job market’, from the national identity, from the community’s identity, and is separated from the economy and legal structure - is baloney. Because these elite types at these Showcases are arguing for specific educational functions and specific economic functions to their direction.

I remember one man on the panel raised the work of AMWU on the Transition Authorities. Mr Husic said in his keynote that he invited “community involvement”. So when I asked him in private, “what was his idea for “national coordinates” for these innovations in democratising local transitions from Hunter to La Trobe?”, his response was “I don’t like it, I don’t like setting up bearuacracies”. A charitable interpretation (Jeffrey, 2022) of his response would be that he just was not taking the time to appreciate that whilst maybe under a statute of State Government, these bodies maybe are not just bureaucracies, but more democratic local structures that ensure that the people in these places making the biggest transition in Energy Generation our Nation has seen – are community made, shared and led. But I really wonder, for Husic, that man that “loves community consultation”, was frozen, until I mentioned, “well what about their devolved nature?”, where he reverted to saying “Oh yeah, I appreciate community participation”.

(Jeffrey, 2022)

I am not in the game of pinning people for the sake of it - it serves no one. I was more saying to the Minister, that if there is the possibility that these Authorities will exist, and you cannot stop them, is it not worth your while to create a national coordinate to make sure the Transition Authorities across the Country are working in concert to larger goals?

This lack of vision is something that seemingly is slipping the minds of Minister Clare and Minister Husic, who have, “upon seeing the stately-car”, “undergone some mental transformation” in the Labor Ranks.

(Childe, 1922, p.17) They take a Keating Mantra seriously, from his “radical-centrist” position, that we must “find a conciliation point between Labour and Capital”, not realising that the emancipation of labour and knowledge, is not going to lay with these showcases and groups who are only listening to self-anointed “captains of industry”, and “captains of the knowledgeeconomy”. For not one on that panel was of Indigenous descent, or a potential resident of a community affected, or an educators perspective. All in all of the audience, perhaps only one avow’d socialist, not myself. Not entirely representative of the Australian community -- the showcase felt like a macabre exaggeration of disconnectedness.

PAGE 44 - PERFIDIOUS ALBION A SUGGESTED ‘RADICAL’ PROGRAMME FOR FIRST NATIONS PRIORITIES TO BENEFIT ALL AUSTRALIANS What must be found out, is if there is an actual way to have co-sponsored Sovereignty of Country, to allow people to think about what the Educational System actually is for, and to give them the opportunity to say it? I am not scared, like those who are willy nilly dipping their hearts into the poisoned liberal tendencies of the Labor Party these days - that the people will demand us not teach anything Indigenous or anything deemed ‘woke’ in our Schools.

I have a belief that the majority of Australians, on basic principles, if they had their opportunity, to have their actual input heard on what the Educational System is for, over the next 10-20 years, we could setup a system layer that works for hundreds, if not thousands of years.

IF you get people thinking about long-term functions of society and education, the continuing sovereignty, and the lock-out that happened with the Framers Coup of a dead-Constitution on arrival in the 1890s – which saw not one representing the Labour movement, not one representing the First Nations, and not a single woman a party.

IF you get the people the thinking about the 13th and and 14th decade of Australia before us, it is the time to start the actual evidences of practical reconciliation.

"Abrisked by the ocean, I contemplate the destruction of Perfidious Albion... and this misguided notion that the colonial Australia is no longer here..."

We are told we cannot have the Voice because it does not advance practical reconciliation.

Practical reconciliation, originally a term popularised by the perfidious Howard. It won’t be advanced unless we acknowledge the system of relations here is hurting us and making us sick, and that our Constitution and our Educational System are sick.

For what trite aims our Education System has in making sure Highschool Kids achieve well in standardised testing, we have been falling behind dozens of nations in maths, science and English for the last 15 years.

What could this say about us, except that we have been sleepwalking, as human communities on this Continent? It is not simply a matter of Indigenous qua NonIndigenous. There are many streams within one, within many, that flow into the river system and flow out of it.

Abrisked by the ocean, I contemplate the destruction of Perfidious Albion, where a recent Prime Minister tried to tell us “slavery wasn’t real”, and this misguided notion that the colonial Australia is no longer here. We have all its hallmark champions. Including the systems of convict prisons for for profit private companies...

PAGE 45 - PERFIDIOUS ALBION ...embedded with private prisons, working almost exactly as the British set-up, for as little as 3 dollars a day, and we are educated to see it as not-ongoing. We are educated our landscapes as nothing, but property to exploit. We are educated in our schools, more and more about Indigenous Customs, and yet not alerting people to the dispossesive motivations embedded in their social-economic-and-cultural frameworks to disposses communities, as they work as hard as they can to keep afloat and living.

The problem cannot be supply. The problem must be distribution and generation.

Especially in the highly concentrated producer and consumer markets that national capitalist economies have overlaid on the Continent of Australia. Our education does not explore the economies within our locales, within Australia, our region and the World, that are not accorded to the imperial capitalistic principles and value-sets. The economies that embody other value-sets, still, even not in the capitalist realms we are not educated the more redistributive avenues, unless we go deeply looking through literature.

When we talk about Makarrata, the coming together, where Treaties have not been yet signed, we must avoid a Framers Coup here at all costs. Practical reconciliation for all humans on the Continent with their land will be setback for hundreds of years if we allow Framers Coups to occur.

So the opportunities there for Voice, Treaty, Truth, and Republic across the next two decades, Therein, a First Nations priority must ensure that our Educational Systems prepare our next generations, all of our children, to live in harmony, sustained and regeneratively, with their communities diaspora differences, and their land, for all the generations to come.

Let me make this clearer, the essential problem is that we haven’t yet the belief we can do it! That we obfuscate it to the next day, and to the next-week, and to the nextyear. That we pour the responsibility all onto the Teachers and Kids themselves. With Perfidious Albion on their last legs, that any and all Indigenous Priorities and NonIndigenous priorities reflect all the micro and macro cultures in Australia.

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"It's time to walk out of the 'shades of history'," It is all well and good to have the panopticons and the wardens, but when the “brighter day comes”, and “waters become one” again, will we say that the “Teacher did not teach us nonsense”? (Yothu Yindi, 1991, & Fela Kuti, 1980) Will we say that we finally sat in a circle, and gave our national-community the space to fashion and envision, educational structures that will found a system of generational-knowledge transfer worthy of ten millenia or more?

It is time for a Constitutional Covention Series on the Educational System, its functions, its aims, that hears out the Australian People.

It's time to walk out of the 'shades of history', and to lean into the present moment.

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