posted on April 25, 2012 at 8:45 am

whirled pool

oh i am the eternal wanderer

through jungles through seashores

i never leave the safety of my library

may i say maybe from another age

punished for my arrogance and being sent here

yes yes

my world of holy art and music

but i argued against some of em like i always do

and justifiably angry with me arranged for me to be sent here

oh god people are still having wars and eating animals!

oh god they are arresting people for using medicinal herbs!

oh god the poor still have to fend for themselves!

oh god a small group of evil rascals  is ruining it for everybody!

oh god the people still falling for the most primitive propaganda!

barbarian days heathen cities godless times

wake up you sleepers

(then suddenly weary) or dream on …..

what difference does it make now?

i am humanity in a microcosm being the smartest and the stupidest

all this intelligence oh baby where did it get us?

live from your spirit not from your head

i am eternal spirit i do not perish

i have pulled on my mansuit to learn sorrow and strife

i am here in these abrasive days to sand back my prickly pride

this is the world where they crucify their messiahs

and burn their joans of arc

this is the world where some people do what they like

and other people will always get shafted

unfortunately the ratio is about 1 to 99 (if that much)

this is the world that gave you its first great war not so long ago

millions dead oh well…..give em a holiday

thats alright

i am odysseus in the land of the lotus eaters

standing at the shore

wondering which gods are aligned for and against me

and wondering

when shall i ever get home?


40 Responses to “zeus suit”

  1. avatar
    Peter D | 25 April 2012 at 9:35 am #

    Everybody’s up there on the bow of the Titanic, waving their hands in the air, on days like today.

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 25 April 2012 at 9:39 am #

    “this is the world where they crucify their messiahs and burn their joans of arc”

    That is spot on !!!

    We are lucky to have messiahs amongst us now but they are afraid and bewildered by this viral place to make themselves known – I truly believe this because thru out history, nearly every generation has included one, can you imagine Jesus with a blogsite. I guess in this current state of intellectual give and take he would be so much safer than walking from town to town, market to market.
    Dr. King though, in my opinion, would jump at the chance to read and write to so many across the globe on a daily basis. The world, for many, only learned of his importance…sadly…after he was gone.

    Peace And Hope To All !!!


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    Once | 25 April 2012 at 10:17 am #

    My friend Janet told me recently that we are intelligences who got excited about having a human experience…and are now here and have forgotten our origins. Thus we are trapped.

    But sometimes….I remember…

    As do you.

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    Chris | 25 April 2012 at 10:42 am #

    Just took a Dawn service with a jet fly-past and 400 people….interesting, but very secular ceremony that glorified war rather than remembering the dead. Curious times….Read this poem by Woodbine Willie at it:

    Waste of Muscle, waste of Brain,
    Waste of Patience, waste of Pain,
    Waste of Manhood, waste of Health,
    Waste of Beauty, waste of Wealth,
    Waste of Blood, and waste of Tears,
    Waste of Youth’s most precious years,
    Waste of ways the Saints have trod,
    Waste of Glory, waste of God,– War!

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    Chris | 25 April 2012 at 10:45 am #

    I’ve been thinking Steve, we should hold a Poetry Festival in Sydney or Melbourne and get heaps of ‘edgey’ poets like yourself reading their stuff all over the city for a week. Celebrate the gift of the ‘poetry muse’ to us humble scribblers and chroniclers. What say thou, O prophet of Bondi?

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    Meg | 25 April 2012 at 10:47 am #

    will there be a compiled book of these writings? you seem to be tapped in and on a roll. everytime I read another of your poems, I feel connected to self and universe. don’t stop.

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    colette | 25 April 2012 at 12:36 pm #

    Even when spirit seemed totally crushed and it appeared to the crushers that they had succeeded and overcome some dreadful fear projected onto me, (yet fear of what? something reflected of themselves?) my omnipotent spirit was always at work behind my scenes rearranging itself into some knew extraordinary configuration. It probably still is. Praise be that not all is in our control. While we suffer the worst of those consequences, we are elevated with the best.

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    Linjo | 25 April 2012 at 1:25 pm #

    Hi Steve. I am thankful for wonderful selfless people like our Lyn White, as featured on this week’s Australian Story for putting themselves right out there in the front line as advocates for animal welfare. I saw a story about medical marijuana stores in the USA. Only legal in some states. The government collects taxes on these purchases and they project if legalised countrywide, they will save billions on legal costs and incarceration costs. Linda x

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    CAth Meeson | 25 April 2012 at 2:36 pm #

    You are home, you never left it
    Wanderers are at home wherever they are !
    The spirit in them never abandons,
    Even if flame takes the flesh,
    Or Knife cuts out the heart
    No going back from gnosis !
    It is a funny world of peoples
    An amazing world of potentials
    A world of fallen creations
    Calling out for Eden lost
    And a Heaven yet to come?
    And still they don’t get it!
    at least you do,
    But here you are,
    here you be
    Until it’s time to go to the next place,
    Take on the next face
    And the next ways
    of being 🙂

    Great post
    I agree with Chris, a mega fair of artistic amazement, music, poetry story performance exhibitons, 🙂

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    Kelda Louise Jane Kelly | 25 April 2012 at 2:58 pm #

    Not a day goes by where I wonder why is it so hard like yourself with all the published material our history and present to be at one with one another in all its wonder at home.

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    Boriah | 25 April 2012 at 4:30 pm #

    Kilber, stay away from the wind that shakes the barley. Now the tall ships are leaving the coast, time for you to move on! Do you see them? Do you know their position? How quick is your eye?

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    Personal Eugenics | 25 April 2012 at 5:56 pm #

    This world hell – a bastard universe indeed. It always will be while ever there’s humans in it. In just a few lines you sketch some fundamental facts here SK. I know you believe in love beauty peace art, that creation will eventually overcome destruction. I just cant. Seen & heard too much awful unjust shit. I know people genuinely think that having good kids will ensure the world isnt just abandoned to the assholes & bastards. But i believe the only way is to spare them the misery & suffering of this fuckawful place by never bringing them into it. They’re not going to make it a better place & they’re not going to counterbalance the shitbags & halfwits – they’re just going to struggle through poverty pain disease & despair. And in the end the pigfuckers will still be in charge & nothing will change. Protect children – dont have any.

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    Chris | 25 April 2012 at 6:47 pm #

    Is that Kelda G. nee Jackson??????

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      Kelda Louise Jane Kelly | 26 April 2012 at 10:33 pm #

      Growing up in Shepparton in the 70s & 80s thought I was the only Kelda in the villiage until grade six and wondered why she was so more popular than me. At this stage I was the in and out of school infamous spectator entertaintment sport. With some cosmos support got through it. We only briefly met through an organised inter primary school sports comp. From memory Netball.
      Aged 39 three years ago diagnosed ADHD know the stats on my name. 2% population with my first name and goes down further statistcally for second and last.
      Another random fact is that on my left shoulder blade have a small seahorse tattoo sans the jungle of which they hold onto.

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        thetimebeing | 27 April 2012 at 8:38 am #

        i spent 1964 in shepparton

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          Kelda Louise Jane Kelly | 28 April 2012 at 7:57 pm #

          Heard you mention this in an interview with Neil Rogers show Australia Mood on RRR. It would have been a much tougher town in that time. My mother returned to Australia that year from England with my older brother and English father. Quite aptly meeting in the war office in London. Divorced when I was 4. Her house built a few years later on the same block as the local radio and tv station.
          Growing up with the transmission tower as the view from the kitchen window along side with an immigrant population we were separated by the black and white community… If we were taught Australian History in all its gory detail… Escaped in 1989 and would not even be buried there. However every time I go back to visit mum do look forward to seeing the milky way et al.
          I spent 1998 in Canberra and the high light Mount Stromlo.

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      kelda Kelly | 27 April 2012 at 6:48 pm #

      No I’m a differnt Kelda. Nice to know there is some one else shares my name.

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    Kraig | 25 April 2012 at 6:55 pm #

    Daaaarrrrr Kaptain Kilbey!

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    hellbound heart | 25 April 2012 at 7:31 pm #

    bless you and your beautiful mind….

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    Anonymous | 25 April 2012 at 8:35 pm #

    only two hours past I faced a frothing tirade
    the dusk fell around me
    the light wept from blow holes
    in shades of columbines, terraces and twilight chambers
    sheeted trails of your galaxy and mine
    for days I had been banished from snow softened nightmares
    i had fretted for my sonata of the sacred and the sensual
    but today i flew, I hummed, I crawled back here
    to know the chill on my skin, to remember
    with just one breath of salted desire
    the rock pools, ever patient
    whispering through the wasted edges behind me
    you know this is your only home

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    Anonymous | 25 April 2012 at 8:37 pm #

    Yeah but do you still do your Morrissey impression?!

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    Ingrid | 25 April 2012 at 9:39 pm #

    As always you seem to pick on the vibe of the moment or what many of us are thinking at that particular time. If it wasn’t for TTB I don’t know how I would cope with this “Mad world”. Thanks for your insightful blog today.

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    Tom | 25 April 2012 at 11:41 pm #

    I know you must get a million people recommending music to you, here is another! Check out a song from a kindred spirit from New Orleans by way of Sweden. In particular, Anders Osborne’s Mind of a Junkie…..

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    DavidP | 26 April 2012 at 12:47 am #

    zeus suit = jesuit?
    yeah, the dilluminati got it in for everyone else
    with their wars and stupid industries
    will there be intervention? David Wilcock reckons
    its already happening with lawsuits filed against the fed
    and ufos disabling missiles
    look up divinecosmos dot com
    dr. steven greer suggests we consciously ask for intervention
    oh I think it definately makes a diff whether we asleep or awake
    I don’t think we are past no return point, yet…
    but yes too much intellectualism, leads to fanaticism too
    the mind and intellect can give rise to such great evil as we have seen
    more spirit would make the mind a tool of the spirit
    rather than the mind dominating and being a tool of the egos
    To the inner battle to free our trapped spirits!
    Arise you peaceful warriors! Take out the trash!
    A better inner world for you is a better world for all.
    The world will only change if individuals change. We all have a part to play.
    Krishna urges Arjuna to wage war against his inner demons does he not?
    How will the spirit live within if our temple is like a marketplace?

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    Cee | 26 April 2012 at 2:31 am #

    i am humanity in a microcosm being the smartest and the stupidest
    soy la humanidad en un microcosmos la más inteligente y la mas estúpida
    all this intelligence oh baby where did it get us?
    toda esta inteligencia o nena adonde llegamos?

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    Anonymous | 26 April 2012 at 3:25 am #

    You’ve pulled on your man- what!?

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    Anonymous | 26 April 2012 at 9:51 am #

    Zoot suit, yeeah!

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    mattyc | 26 April 2012 at 10:40 am #

    Dear Eternal Wanderer,
    Yes, we learn sorrow and strife, and excruciating pain, and in the crowds we learn loneliness. It is hypnotic and it comforts us. Zero tolerance.
    From here it sure is a long way down.
    But it’s so much easier than climbing.
    And it will just last a moment.
    So the sleepwalker walks…
    Diurnal Conjurer

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    Anonymous | 26 April 2012 at 11:00 am #

    I can’t imagine another color socks worn with that outfit; someone had commented… Well, I can, but I think (hope) we’re leaving that decade and besides basic colors still come in multi-pair packs for less than the price of one lime green pair; no judgment – just squinted a lot. (…prior blog entry – comment on colors:) platinum waves building below sparkling gilt rocks with a touch of violet still remaining… what a combination of nature tweeked at its finest; good eye.

    thoughts? it seems so many have copied then organized as the (previously) large money-hungry vultures only did before or at least they did the most, that even anymore, being “this” or being “that” or being poor or any other issue that had at one time been an actual passionate concern/fight, have each now become busineses of their own with huge salaries and benefits and if whatever social problem it is they stand for was ever cured, wouldn’t they lose those? We use to help for free; now people use issues to gain an edge/get more. I see a lot of individuals using the same concept to get sympathy/more for themselves; and I believe that takes from those truly in need; i.e. – living in public housing with an $80k SUV to drive to the store to park in the handicapped designated areas to use food stamps to buy oreos and pepsi and steak doesn’t make sense to me; you could feed a family of five easily for years for the same cost and skip the food stamps; personal choice/responsibility should be considered. It’s sad to watch while others truly suffer – so, as with someone’s comment above — it is lovely to read of one of your [politicians] who speaks for animals… well placed voice — not many have true concern/it ain’t a big ticket item to speak up for them. What a lovely woman.

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    Anonymous | 26 April 2012 at 6:14 pm #

    i thought it was a seal, it’s not the first time
    the lithe weed has deceived as it dances on the tide
    today it strokes the mire, it works the current, it bathes the stones
    a dark pillar of a home, exposed now
    under low lying clouds lying low
    tiered and devilled in grey
    they load the troposphere, they obscure the mesosphere
    a wilful peace, a love that is numb
    it is mine for a day
    only strained by two birds swooping
    two loon packs engulfing
    two fisherman babbling
    each exit is razered for impact unavoidable
    unholy trinities they seek, waking on the cusp of bass strait
    the unheavenly triangles clutch and brake
    oh my nonsynchronous homecoming
    you fire the anger still lurking in alleyways
    always entitled, always rising without consent
    but just now I traced the morning trail to share the sun’s demise
    the portrait was sketched, beyond my imagination
    always it comes, always spectacular, never repeated
    my edges were softened, my breath could never have otherwise been drawn
    home has many faces today

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    Chris | 26 April 2012 at 9:17 pm #

    I concur!

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    Chris | 26 April 2012 at 9:18 pm #

    @meg: ‘self and universe’…..yes indeed!

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    Chris | 27 April 2012 at 6:43 pm #

    @Kelda…I worked in Shepparton in 1985-6…nice town. Another Kelda I know introduced me to ‘The Church’…bless her. She was the one swooning in the front row..

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      Kelda Louise Jane Kelly | 28 April 2012 at 8:07 pm #

      It can be a ‘nice’ town at times. I escaped in 1989… Yes god bless Kelda for the introduction and likewise in my younger days I’d be in the front moshing with hyperactivity;) Now a days I’m much more of an observer of the event.

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    Chris | 13 June 2012 at 10:35 am #

    Part of the vocation of poets is to share with others their experience of the difficulty of language, their hurtful awareness of limitation, frustration, and inarticulacy. It is not the success of poets but their failures that matter most: poets expand our human capacities by exposing us to sheer objectivity of language, the way it enables human community while resisting human mastery and control.~Rowan Williams. Thankyou for the having the guts to share with us your successes and failures, Steve.

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