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A converation with mufti menk over instagrammy. The Book of Davids, by daj.

This Book is First dedicated to all Children in all the Universes.

Second, this book is dedicated to all sufferers of pain, thus to all of humanity.

Third, in dedication to redressing with certainty the injustices of rape and sexual assault upon those too weak to defend themselves after denying consent, or being unable to even consent and thus totally vulnerable beyond all reasonable doubt.

Fourth, I dedicate this to Heather, Brian, Sarah, UncleD, Walter, Morag, and my Entire Family Line, living now and into the past and the future, may We All continue to have good family friends, you know who you are!

Fifth, I dedicate this to my own suffering even as I weep writing this dedication.

Sixth, I dedicate this to the Leaders who cannot overcome the systems in place.

Seventh, I dedicate this to the Alpha and the Omega, they assist Us All in breaking the system to improve it.

Eighth, I dedicate this first in my series, to the remainder of the series that are still in development.

Nineth, I dedicate this to the combat veterans, you most of all give moisture to the dead.

Tenth, this books final dedication is to an Owl Perched Upon a Branch Singing.

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Anti-Movement, a poem by David Jarvis in Mt Barker South Oz, 2021.

Featuredphoto of tiger showing his fangs while lying on white surface

There was a time when soft kind voices
Invited themselves into a blind brown eye
On the tv music played
something unrecalled
There was a time
Then it all went wrong.
I dreamed a nightmare in times gone by.

When life was high and hope filled living
I dreamed, that hate would ever last
I dreamed that an individual could be unforgiving
Thus I was old and afraid
And nightmares were created, destroyed and reincarnated
All debts liberated
Yes words unwrote, yes spirit tasted

And the tigers come daily
With their noises loud as lightning
As they stitch our hopelessness together
As they turn our nightmare to pride

She awoke in winter alone
She emptied my nights without bounded indifference
She gave my adulthood to her anti-movement.

David Jarvis, 2021 copyright. I assert my moral right as the author of this poem.

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Way of Peaceful Purposeful Communication, morning gardening and security advise

scenic view at the banff national park

I hope and pray that at least one person finds at least one useful video here, with at least one useful bit of information on humane movements. I present training on gardening techniques using 3 metre rope, heavy staff, and a security tip about utilising a security torch for safety purposes, and of course who doesn’t need a torch to move around in the dark?

what is this shite daj is doin’?
whirling it wround
cum drum tank
ugg boot flip
blurred vision training
pruning plum tree with three metres of rope
step ups and mobility
minkabird flight and closing music