Robert Maddox-Harle |
DOORS OF PERCEPTION
The
pedestal is slowly burning
watched
by the Winged Serpent,
now
the mission bells have been silenced
the
damage and carnage gradually exposed,
recognised
reluctantly as, Cultural Genocide.
The
secret language of colour shouts
“Behold
the Key to the Evolution of this World
Beware
the deception of the Triad”,
the
masters of mind deception are faltering
staggering
in the mire of their own distorted minds
some
incarcerated, “for the natural term”,
their
citedels of power crumbling daily,
they
cling desperately to childish myths
“The
End is Nigh”,
DNA
has torn away the veils of deception,
networked
information exposed the lies.
Indigenous
cultures destroyed wilfully and forcefully
the
destruction empowered by Colonial Superiority,
now
slowly these cultures are painstakingly salvaged
exhumed
from the desecrated remains
for
humans free of entrained guilt and fear
to
understand – learn – appreciate,
opening
the Doors of Perception
to
true freedom.
TEARS OF HEALING
she
walks in light
shining
with enticing serenity
in
a place between obscurity and transparency
challenging
deceptions and prejudices
restoring
cultural memories and histories,
histories
ignored
histories
deliberately obliterated,
the
toxicity of colonialism lingers on.
travelling
softly in an ancient land
passing
yellow-red sandstone
the
warm gibbers hold secrets
secrets
unknowable to the ignorant,
sites
of conception and creation,
sites
of initiation,
sites
for tjukurpa connections,
communication
portals to wise ancestors.
gubba
- gubba
dig
it up – cut it down,
the
mindless arrogance
defaced
our sacred land,
a
harsh though gentle land,
now
the winds of change are blowing
her
tears fill the water holes
billimari
– billimari,
reinvigorating
the dying earth
washing
away the senseless killing,
years
of European dominance
gradually
exposed and cleansed -
soon the Rainbow Serpent will return.
1 – gubba .. non-Aboriginal person
2 – billimari .. plenty water
3 – gibber .. boulder
4 – tjukurpa .. Dreamtime,
Ancestral Law
...LAUGHING MACUSHLA
master of the Heart Chakra
lives on in the iridescence of sunsets.
A short life
each breath creating, dancing, laughing,
teaching us to transcend the intellect.
Plunging naked, innocently
into the mystery of life.
She reified her love
in dance,
and paint
and light,
for all of us to share.
NB: Macushla Doyle was an amazing young
woman, she died tragically young in her twenties, she had Down Syndrome and yet
created a wonderful world of art.
(2022). Recently received
Lifetime Literary Achievement Award 2021 (GIEWEC). He is currently a member of
the: Leonardo Review Panel: Member of Editorial Board of numerous international
literature journals: Australian–NZ editor for Setu Journal. Artwork,
Publications, Reviews, and selected writings are available from his website: https://www.maddoxharle.com
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