From time to time we need to go within and find a point of reference – whether we find it or not is another matter. And those rare times when we are lucky enough to get a glimpse of truth – the experience leaves as fast as it arrived. Such is the human experience and by the way all roads do lead to Rome.
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I get to checkout the local potholes,
worse by the day,
an incredible collection of potholes,
by far.
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Nothing lasts forever
sorry to disappoint you but
Not even God.
The mountains, rivers and planets;
life, family and friends,
all shall pass…
The big “M” can go screw itself
Its back again,
that dam illness!
Starts of with the sniffles
or perhaps a leaking arse
and then it hits you.
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To you Mum
you gave me life,
you fed me when I was hungry,
you held me close to your bossom
you held me when I cried,
and you loved me unconditionally
for this I thank you Mum…
This afternoon I came back to Lae after briefly visiting the Goroka Coffee Festival, staying with Eli’s relatives in “Massey” and catching up with vollie mate Kevin in “Aiyura” (near Kainantu). When I hit Eriku after getting off the Highlands PMV it struck me
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Tis now Sunday PM,
that preacher woke me up again
and the new church loudspeakers seem to working well.
Thank you very much !
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There was plenty of ranting and raving yesterday (Sunday) and not all of it coming from the preacher across the road. Most days I am filled with joy to be living here in PNG and spending time interacting with the locals, learning about a new culture etc…
f there is no “I” to feel angry,
Why do I get so angry?
If there is no “I” to feel scared,
Why do I get so scared?
If this is all an illusion,
Why does it seem so real?
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there are 3 types of people that come to live and work in PNG:
1) Missionaries
2) Mercenaries
3) Misfits…