We wish him success in his field.
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Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Zoran, Gungahlin College
We wish him success in his field.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
The Dog that ate the Diode [Chap 2]
Fifi had now left her much loved kennel and bone for a life as princess.
But she was yet to find the true prince.
But she was yet to find the true prince.
How would she know him if he turned up?
Would it be his looks or how he speaks? |
| Egor |
His strength in danger and courage in war?
His honesty?
Fifi decided he would have to be a mix of all these things.
A prince thinks little about good or evil.
He knows matters of other realms are for later, if at all.
He’s more about healthy management of the present.
He doesn’t waste time.
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| Egad |
He suffers fools only to keep them ready for secret plans.
He indulges their foolish vanity as a way to make this work.
This is strategy.
…Otherwise he puts them back in their boxes with sharp remarks.
He knows never to trust fools and to be sure who his enemies are.
He likes time with friends and animals and looks after his plants and trees.
He’s not greedy for loads of money.
He can go without if required.
He knows this can lead to an excellent result.
One day in the city Fifi chanced upon two young men.
She decided to speak to them.
Egor liked art.
Fifi wanted to see what he looked like when he was brilliant but Egor refused to say “I’m brilliant”
Instead, after considering carefully who his enemies might be, he agreed to say “I’m going to be brilliant”
Fifi credited Egor with the princely attribute of finding out about his enemies. He also passed the test of honesty.
Egad liked cigarettes.
Fifi could see he was vain and saw himself as a Hollywood movie star.
She tried hard to find some princely features for Egad but there were none.
Instead she discovered he smelt disgusting, wasted his money, listened to lies on expensive shiny gadgets and, worst of all, she couldn’t have a decent conversation with him.
Every time she tried, just when the chat was getting somewhere, he had to disappear outside to his cigarettes to think lots about himself and being in the movies.
Fifi agreed to speak to Egor again.
She decided next conversation, she’d ask him about his horse.
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| Egor's Horse |
Monday, February 14, 2011
The Dog that ate the Diode ...(part 1)
Matty Mortlock* called Betty’s sister a dog. http://timezombie.blogspot.com/2011/02/betty-n-daves-carport-holdup.html
Fifi thought zero of that, wagged her tail, and reflected upon the rise and fall of various bones.
That night, in kennel dreamtime, she was told to eat a diode.
Being an obedient mutt she did and bing, immediately turned into a princess.
A princess needs a prince and a prince is different from other people.
Trouble was, the world had a bad king who became king by telling lies.
He’d told the people they were all so very very beautiful.
He gave them anything they wanted, digging up all the earth to give them palaces, rich clothes and jewellery to trick them into believing his lie.
He gave them big cars and aeroplanes and lots of money.
...They could buy anything and everything and go anywhere at all, any time of day.
He even filled the schools with mirrors, lights and movie cameras, theatres and TV’s so the children could all think they were movie stars and so very very special.
He taught them to have lots and lots of babies and told them they too could be very beautiful and amazingly special.
(That way he had even more people to be king over and tell lies to)
Meanwhile, all the earth was being dug up and destroyed with billions and billions of people taking everything for themselves.
All the other animals and plants were dying out because there was nothing left for them.
All the young men now thought they were princes and so very special.
Of course, really ...they were all the same.
In their vanity they loved the king who lied about them all being princes.
So they kept serving him and giving him more and more power.
Fifi knew that a real prince is truly different, that he stands apart from others.
How could she find such a one with all the world pretending to be princes, all dressed up in their finery and tremendous wealth?
*http://timezombie.blogspot.com/2010/08/bartender-treacle.html
Fifi thought zero of that, wagged her tail, and reflected upon the rise and fall of various bones.
That night, in kennel dreamtime, she was told to eat a diode.
 |
| Fifi |
A princess needs a prince and a prince is different from other people.
Trouble was, the world had a bad king who became king by telling lies.
He’d told the people they were all so very very beautiful.
He gave them anything they wanted, digging up all the earth to give them palaces, rich clothes and jewellery to trick them into believing his lie.
He gave them big cars and aeroplanes and lots of money.
...They could buy anything and everything and go anywhere at all, any time of day.
He even filled the schools with mirrors, lights and movie cameras, theatres and TV’s so the children could all think they were movie stars and so very very special.
He taught them to have lots and lots of babies and told them they too could be very beautiful and amazingly special.
(That way he had even more people to be king over and tell lies to)
Meanwhile, all the earth was being dug up and destroyed with billions and billions of people taking everything for themselves.
All the other animals and plants were dying out because there was nothing left for them.
All the young men now thought they were princes and so very special.
Of course, really ...they were all the same.
In their vanity they loved the king who lied about them all being princes.
So they kept serving him and giving him more and more power.
How could she find such a one with all the world pretending to be princes, all dressed up in their finery and tremendous wealth?
*http://timezombie.blogspot.com/2010/08/bartender-treacle.html
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