by James Conkey
I feel compelled to share this event that happened during the tragedy of the death of my brother Derek from his car accident.
What is this life? The hardest times of your lives will never be forgotten. The amazing part is what you see when you are looking back. As you walk through that next door, sometimes you have a moment, that you realize something else was also happening during that horrible time of life. There are things in life that we don't share with everyone. I have shared this with only a few close people since this occurred. (Thank you for listening when you did).
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As Australia journeys into an unknown and uncertain future, it is good to remind ourselves that we are here today because of those who went before us, and we have a sacred obligation to honour their legacy.
So many people from all walks of life have shaped our Aussie way of life, which makes us Australian, unashamedly and without apology. We were born out of true grit, sacrifice and reluctant citizenship in some cases, but our soldiers, our farmers, our women and our poets have celebrated the joy of being Australian.
We are from the land down under, and our poets’ voices still echo in the halls of our history and long may they do so. This is part 2 of our celebration of the people who gave voice to being dinki-di, true blue Aussie. To Hell with those politicians and wimps who dishonour our ancestors.
There are several different types of vaccines. Each type is designed to teach your immune system how to fight off certain kinds of germs—and the serious diseases they cause.
However, it seems wrong to include the Covid19 ‘vaccines’ into the rest with a blandly disingenuous ‘safety assurance’ instead of any specific description of the actual method of action
A few days ago, we were concerned about what is happening around the world, and, in particular, in Melbourne Australia.
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When people " walk for freedom " on protest marches, they are not walking JUST for their freedom to work and protect their jobs and families, no jab, no job; they are walking for the freedom of the next generation.
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There are usually two sides to any proposition, and when interested parties line up behind one or t’other, very vigorous debate, carried on in an atmosphere of varying degrees of politeness and consideration, generally ensues.
So it has been on the battleground of man made global warming, more recently referred to as Climate Change when it looked as if things might actually be cooling. So it is now with the vexed question of “the jab” … to have or not to have. Hamlet is not alone in consideration of this thorny, perhaps spiky issue.
The vaccine holocaust is now beginning to produce mass casualties around the world, with post-vaccine deaths skyrocketing across America and many other nations. Recent VAERS data reveal 70 deaths per day among vaccinated Americans, and reliable projections of the VAERS reporting require us to multiply this by around 40 to achieve real-world numbers. This puts the daily deaths from vaccines at 2,800 in the United States alone.
Why wasn't Breaker Morant’s poetry taught to us oldies in school? Is it fair to say that this talented Bush Poet, Harry Harbord (Breaker) Morant, was thrown under the bus by Lord Kitchener?
Kitchener sacrificed Breaker ( and Handcock) in order to mollify the Germans over the killing of a German missionary and to shift the blame of all the death and destruction from himself and the British. As a result, Breaker's remarkable legacy as a poet was lost because of political scapegoating. His gifted work as a bush poet is largely unknown and therein lies a great tragedy.
When I was in primary school, we were taught both English and Australian poems, many of which were favourites of my mother. I have decided to write an article on Australian poems which formed a part of my childhood, with the English poems perhaps for another day. The proof of the pudding is in the eating, so I have decided to briefly review the poets and the poems, and then to post actual recitations or singing of one of their much-loved poems, which are no longer taught as they are considered racist.
The globalists are parasites in control of the central banks; they also control various other institutions including governments and businesses around the world. The central banks are the center of their power, it allows them to subvert population and steal money at will via debt issuance.
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I had a lovely day yesterday, catching up with my brother who escaped the New Zealand winter and made it to Queensland before the travel bubble burst. Sadly, or happily, depending upon which side of the Tasman you sit, he is stuck here in Godzone for the foreseeable future.
Mind you, not a bad place to be stuck, if stuck you must.
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