Lost Country, by David Jarvis 2022.

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Lost Country, by David Jarvis 2022.

The love of roads and mines,

of greyed highwayed lanes,

of manicured plantations and barren plains.

Booze running in their veins

Bigots fighting black and white

streams filled with urine and shit.

We know it but do not share it,

our shame kept so private.

green tractor plowing the fields on focus photography
Plantation : Photo by Jannis Knorr on Pexels.com

I detest urbanised country

its blocks of monstrosities,

of square concrete jungles

asphalt and wanton cruelties.

I hate her cramped horizons,

I hate her chlorinated pools,

Her ugliness and leaders’ apathies

This grey hard city is not for me!

cityscape of modern skyscrapers
City : Photo by David Iglesias on Pexels.com

Old forests cut for quick dollars

A tradegy of the fool,

Open pit mines and their scars,

Coal and gas gushing to the moon.

Rubbish infesting our sacred bush,

Where now camels and cats rule,

with cattle and sheep spoiling

once fertile soft red soil.

bird s eye view of woodpile
Deforestation : Photo by Pok Rie on Pexels.com

Core profits and corporations

Stealing your childrens’ wealth

New toys substituted for family health.

We feel ourselves dying

Amid the smoggy air rising

pollutants entering our young ones

twisting their precious minds and genome

whilst the war drums beat accelerando

and the seas coral fade morendo.

grayscale photography of locomotive train beside factory
Smog : Photo by Frans van Heerden on Pexels.com

Core profits and corporations,

lands of the cursed opals,

For climate change, covid and bushfires

insurers will not fully pay our locals.

Behind closed skyscraper doors

Across million dollar tables;

Can we hear them rubbing their paws

With thoughts of rising profits enabled?

happy senior businessman holding money in hand while working on laptop at table
Rising Profits : Photo by Andrea Piacquadio on Pexels.com

A convict culture country

prosperity bought by thieves.

Stolen generations and lost dignities

with working people on their knees.

In the thirsty front bars

be wary of your drunken gazes

avoid the smoking tars

reject pokies taking your wages.

Though our planet has much beauty

she is deteriorating rapidly.

I know some only pretend to care,

and that is why I share

this story of Australia not so fair.

A widening gap, image by david jarvis 2022.

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Two massive units are out the front of not-their-bar, by david jarvis.

cool asian gang with tattoos on city street

These chaps are deadly looking. They have burly beards, hard black and blue leather clothing on and start swearing at each other loudly.

You naffing kunt, i fragging hate you, u always is hitting on my girl.

That’s cause u is just a small dicky wicky and she likes mine better!

Bullshite you dodgy so and so, I outta crack you right in the face for chatting to my woman.

Go on then u soft prissy. I dare you!

assorted liquor bottles
Expensive Bar : Photo by Luciann Photography on Pexels.com

The spectators look onwards mouths agape. Three high paying customers look at each other and nod, it is time to leave, this is about to get loud and messy. They exit, stage left, discarding their drinks but taking their wallets.

I’m telling you, I am sick to fracking death of you having a go at my missus, you always buy her drinks and get her drunk, then I gotta clean up the mess.

ah hah, sucked in, she loves sucking my cock when I get her drunk, and you can’t afford to buy her the top shelf drinks she loves. So I do!

You naffing bastard, I have had enough of this shit.

man hit by boxing glove
Fist fight scuffle : Photo by Musa Ortaç on Pexels.com

Crack. Scuffle, snap and pop. Head lock, break, kicking, biting, eye gouging, a few screams, an outdoor table goes flying, a well dressed in a suit spectator doesn’t notice their wallet going missing! The pretty girls get their blood up. One chap’s eyes glaze over, he is remembering when he was beat up.

aaaawww, stop it you bastard, look i’ve had enough, i still hate you, but we gotta stop, the cops are gonna show up soon.

frack you I want the cops to show up, Georgie is on shift tonight and reckons wednesdays are slow, they gonna cut her hours if we don’t make some noise!

You dodgy so and so, ok, hit me, lets go for round two.

awwww, no fair, no fair, i wasn’t ready, let me go first u loser.

Fair? What are you a queer? No wonder you missus prefers my johnny rodger over your skinny short thingie.

grayscale photography of wrestler on field
Wrestling Uber Violently : Photo by Mike González on Pexels.com

Nah, that’s it!

Crack! shuffle, grab, gouge, spit, head butt, stomp, kick, punch.

OK OK! I tap, uncle, you got me.

WOOOOOWWWWOOOOWWWWWOOOOOOWWW.

man riding on green motorcycle
Georgie and the POLICE arrive : Photo by Darya Sannikova on Pexels.com

Georgie, you’re here, man you look hot in that blue uniform love you coming to martial arts training next week?

Move along, nothing to see here people, just a scuffle between two old drunk friends. move along.

The crowd disperses, most heading towards the carpark to go home.

You going press charges this time John?

Nope.

You going to press charges this time Frank?

Nope.

Ok, see you both next week.

The two old drunk friends wander off to their vehicles.

That was a bit of fun. Yeh, ok, look I’ll see you at martial arts training next tuesday night, ok brother.

Yeh, my sister says she’ll be around monday to pick up the new bike you’re putting together for her.

Nah mate, that bike won’t be finished, the parts haven’t come in yet.

What’s that?

Yeh the local courier van driver lost the parts and so it’s all just an insurance balls up.

Insurance sure is a scam.

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Carrot and stick philosophy of motivation, dogs and sheep.

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You may have heard of the carrot and the stick philosophies, as if they are divided. That one can get more with a loving hand than with the hand of violence. That if some provide a carrot in front of the donkey, the donkey is motivated to move forward. That if a stick is threatening behind the donkey, the donkey is also motivated to move forward. Direction and motivation are the two key attitudes there. Whom controls the stick, and whom controls the carrot?

Are you hungry? Are you fearful?

three orange straw handmade carrots in a stick
Carrots? look closer… : Photo by Kindel Media.

Fundamentally we are all afraid of being hungry, and we are grateful for a full belly. Thus the carrot and the stick are the same ideal!

two adult black and tan german shepherds running on ground
Dog with a stick : Photo by Jozef Fehér.

What motivates yourself?

If you have enough food, shelter and water – then what will you do with your time? What do you want to contribute and what do you want to destroy?

What is the gap in the fence that you will chose to go through?

Shepherding is not all about leading the sheep, not by a long way. Look at the situation. The shepherder wants to get their sheep into the yard. So does the shepherder just say, oi sheep get into the yard?

Does that work?

Might do, if the sheep understood verbal language.

There is that gap there, and it is the only gap of the whole fenced yard, once through that gap the shepherder will close the gap and the sheep will be trapped forever more in that yard. Do the sheep realise that?

Dogs bark! Dogs are used to scare the sheep away from the dog and thus provide control over the sheep. The shepherder controls the dog though having a mutually beneficial relationship with the dog, the dog themself has authority over the sheep, through having sharp teeth, and a bark and growl. The sheep are afraid of the dog. The sheep want to get away from the dog, due to their perception the dog will eat them.

Little do the sheep even realise that they actually outweigh the dog by about 5 times, have hard hooves and could band together and trample that dog as easily as could be. Thus the dog, is smaller, seems fiercer, but is alone, tiny and actually is just a false threat.

flock of young sheep walking in enclosure
Herd of sheep : Photo by Rachel Claire.

The shepherder wants to either steal the wool off the sheep, or slaughter the sheep, or use the sheep to eat the lawn! Thus the shepherder needs to control the sheep. But the shepherder is also just one person, and their dog is just one dog. Dog plus human = control over the entire herd of sheep.

Who built the fence? Who left the gate open? Why is the dog working for the shepherder?

Humans built the fence, they left the gate open, the dog works for the shepherder because they love the shepherder and the shepherder feeds and returns the dogs love. Reciprocation.

Are you a sheep, the dog, or the shepherder? Are you the fence, or the gap in the fence?

What is leading you forward, and what keeps you motivated? The carrot or the stick? The dogs teeth, or the promise of greener pastures? What keeps you in one spot, the fence, or the gap in the fence, or the fear of the unknown?

white and brown animals near fence
Is the grass greener? : Photo by Pixabay.

Are you afraid of the unknown? Are you afraid of the known and thus submitting to the known authority because you are even more afraid of what that authority will do to yourself? What if the unknown is actually entirely beneficial, what if the grass IS greener over there, but the fence stops you from going into the other yard?

Are you trapped between the carrot and the stick?

Does a dog stand in your way?

Are you afraid you’ll loose the carrot presented to yourself?

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