It’s about a park ranger

The ranger sits there falling thinking he should put his cards on the table
He waits for the right moment to lie down, he needs to lie down
He makes air out of the water even though he wanted to drown
He breathes in sadly making His chest shudder and swell
He sits lonely thinking Why he resigned himself to this deadly hell
And the snakes begin sliding towards him and falling from the roof
And the wasps, frogs and locusts slip through the cracks in the floorboards and windows
He’s suffocating as the frogs climb over his legs and arms

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Tourism; at what cost?

Why I want to climb Ayres Rock.

7 News just promoted Jetstar Australia’s new budget-priced direct flights from Brisbane to Uluru, not mentioning once the cultural significance of the landmark.jetstar

Despite the natural and spiritual import Uluru holds with First Nations and conservationists alike, it is still being climbed and with more than 10 % of visitors opting to climb the rock and… why not? The climb will be closed for good on October 26 2019, might as well get going while the goings good.

“hundreds of thousands of people every year flock to Uluru to see the rock, now thirty thousand people from Brisbane will be able to appreciate its natural beauty.” 7 News.

Yeah, let’s climb Ayres Rock! Let’s help exacerbate erosion and add to the permanent scars on the great big rock. It’s just a rock anyway, and if we need to go to the toilet, we’ll just shit on the mountain and let the fragile ecosystem deal with it. Later we can watch all the dried faeces cascade down into the only water source animals have for miles.

Yeah, it’s just a rock, who cares? It’s not that it is a sacred site for an ancient people of the worlds oldest civilisation. It’s not that it’s exactly the same as defecating on the Sistine Chapel or the Notre Dame Cathedral, it’s more that I don’t care that it is.

Climbers literally crush the eggs of one of the areas rarest animals, the tadpole shrimp lives on Uluru and their eggs are adapted to long periods of drought and are hatched by rain. The shrimp are on the verge of extinction. But, it’s just a rock and they are just a part of one of the rarest and most fragile ecosystems on earth.

Besides, at 179 dollars direct from Brisbane, who’s complaining? Maybe it’ll spark a plane ticket price war and we can travel all over Australia destroying sacred landmarks and cultural icons.  According to Seven News, it’s on “most international tourists bucket lists” so I’m just going to forget about the great sadness and responsibility the Anangu people feel whenever a fatality or injury happens on the climb and go for it!

The Northern Territory is astounding in its beauty as it represents Australian uniqueness and nature in its grandeur but, unfortunately, it is most known for its stony desert Island, Uluru. Which is why most tourists travel to the NT even though they could witness some amazing natural beauty just up the road. The NT is packed full of natural wonders and White Australia decides they need to climb a rock that has nothing to do with them.

101 different tours and experiences? Nah, I’m climbing the rock.

 

Reciprocated

Drink it in as time leads it on till we stop acknowledging
Into the moments that fleet for it’s there
And your soul weeps into eternity
for that built up tension you let escalate
And we are, so we are, so we are.
Oomph

And now I’m melting into the sides of every shape
these shapes collide as I slip through the cracks.
And fall flat on a circle.
Lights flicker on and off and on and off.
Oomph

My eyes swelter in the heat
My mind tries to lift itself out of its state.
It’s alright, it’s only fate.
Oomph

Sweet minutes pass by.
Enjoyed by the love of my life.
Oomph

Recklessness devotes itself to me.
Oomph

Take A Walk Son.

Into the bush, we listen…
As the water moves & slowly carves toward the city where we hold our hearts ransom.
And the brown rocks and red dirt get covered and shifted and dispossessed.
Leaves pile up uncertain how long they will be there.
And Movement happens like a classical piece minus the love, minus the emotion.

We breathe life and exhale into this world from the one screeching our names.
And as we move innocently the wind brushes past with force that makes the might trees rumble and your body shiver and quake.
And you examine time as a makeshift answer because society has its problems so each raindrop is a minute that teaches you to move faster until you need to stop and observe your footing and witness mushrooms shaped like orange peels and gumnuts chewed up and flicked casually by the rulers of the skies.

Do you think we make an impact as we step carelessly into a puddle?
Or nip an odd mushroom with our heels as it flourishes on this tough, gritty terrain!
Silence but winds & our footsteps as we make our solemn march home.