Tuesday, May 29, 2012

observation

Some times sitting under a tree in the shade becomes inspiring.
Like this one. The peppercorn tree is cool to sit beneath on a hot summers day up to 10 degrees different from other trees . Why? The tree is a solar powered  pump, The sap goes from the top to the bottom and back on a regular basis and with this movement of sap the heat is taken down and the cool is bought up. The result is the air is cooler and the ground temperature is warmer and this allows the tree to survive in cooler climates by storing the heat in the ground. When the temperature gets too cold the sap slows to a near stop and the leaves fall. When it is real hot the tree speeds up the sap flow. This is an inbuilt temperature control system of a very complicated design, but yet simple. Knowing this drought control is easier to understand. Trees are the key to drought proofing the land.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Are you nuts?

Am I nuts I was asked? Probably! About the same as the rest of you but I admit it but then I am the one whom sleeps like a baby and smiles to the world in the morning. I speak to anyone and everyone. I have had to curtail this and not speak to anyone between the ages of twenty five and thirteen as these people are real aggro in my area and this is a shame on society. I smile and the response is great.
I spoke to the lady at the checkout the other day and asked how she was going, She said she was great with a wonderful smile and not to be out done when she asked how I was came the reply."fantastic excellent and getting better" She smiles and we parted company.

the light

Brightly coloured lights of seduction
 drawing the mind away from seclusion
 entering the time of the never never
smiling with the deceit of clever
 aligned and maligned with sounds
 never heard from the fronds
The faces of disparate joined by drugs
 I sit here sipping from my mugs
 To my mug pouring out loneliness
With the condemnation of the soul
 taken aback into the darkness of toil.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Standards and denying insurance.

I have a engineers report for damage from the floods. One of the points made is that the house does not come up to Australian standards so the insurance is void in these areas. What is a standard? Back in the 1890s the current practice was to burn a post and char the surface and put it in the ground the other way was to soak it in creosote and then place it in the ground. These were accepted practices of the day and these houses have stood the test of time. Even to this day the practice of putting posts directly into the ground and building onto these posts is done. In the suburb of Dapto in NSW there is a building built in this way and it is a two story affair and is called the Ribbon wood centre and was built for the local council for a library and community centre. I will report on these matters again if the problem is not resolved naming the insurance company and the engineer involved.

Monday, May 21, 2012

Union exectutive pay

Health union pay for the top job.Amazing!
5192.30 / Week
741.75/ day
Why is health so expensive?
 Why is everything so expensive?

I feel so honoured

The people of Queensland got 11 million dollars for the floods combined . I got flooded out in Gundagai and to date I got nothing not even from insurance. Now I am Honoured to now know 300 million dollars will go to Afghanistan. What for killing Australian soldiers! or is it to appease the consciences of the Prime minister. The thing is it wont work,she has to live with the deaths of our soldiers. Assination may also be on the rise in Australia as I now have rats in the house. The funny thing is the damage to the house is from (Humidity)not flood in one hot dry area that has just come out of drought because of the flood. It wasn't fixed and the house stood from about 5th March to now 21 May I wonder where all the water went in a closed house?

Friday, May 18, 2012

Empty thoughts

Small thought of love pass threw my veins
Twists and turns as the little light remains.
To swell the emtyness in my heart and mind
the beating beating rythmical beating blind
enter the soul with parchment pressed to the ear.
Stumbling threw the madness of fear,fear
entering the emptyness of the bounding silence
bought on by the constant ryme of life.
Threw the eyes of the cells the ears of the heart
broken by the trembling and the cold of light
then the known warmth of the calm from sleep.
Awaking into the reality of nothingness
leading to the capacity of love hate and again
Fear yes the fear of deception of a broken head
smashed on the steps of dreary warm death lies.
Then comes the reality of lifes real game
Gone before perception of love and war.
Taken away in the blink of an eye
crashing threw all that is good and honest
screaming into the nothingness of betrayal.