I know I've been a bit tardy in making this announcement, but it has
taken me a week to accept the fact that, as of October 10th, 1999, I am
no longer the Ceremonial Guardian of Magick River... that is how I read
the message from the devastating mudslide that destroyed my habitation
on October 8th at approximately 5.30 p.m. (see pix below)...

My original high hut was on the verge of collapse and plans were afoot
to build a sturdy new house on the same site. Fortunately, only the
concrete stilts had been put up before the hill exploded - and I mean
exploded! I see it as a sign from the guardian forces of the area that
the issue of Selangor Dam is no longer in human hands. Angry Nature
will thwart any attempt to construct a dam on this most sacred of river
valleys - but the cost to humans living downstream will be extremely high.

Nevertheless S.O.S. SELANGOR must carry on its mission to stop the dam
through non-violent means. Our efforts to raise public consciousness and
sound the alarm are the only mitigating factors that might cushion the
physical impact of the guardians' wrath.

Personally I feel we have gone beyond the point of due process in this
politically deformed country. The desperate megalomania and thuggery
that have characterized the Mahathir government is no longer redeemable.
Too many people continue to be ruled by fear and greed. Will enough of
us snap out of our truth-denying hypnotic trance in time to stop the runaway
train from hurtling over the cliffs?

Probably not but I pray that I'm mistaken. I am still open to the possibility
of miracles and always will be. But the practical side of me is preparing
for a mega-disaster that will cripple our once fair country. This could
occur on the economic, political, or environmental level - or all three.

The evil that has seized the reins of power has become a malignant
tumour in the national psyche. But I remain true to my vision of heaven
on earth - but I acknowledge that we are now passing through our darkest
hour before the new dawn.

Rainbow Warriors of Crystal Earth, I salute you with all my heart and
soul!

Antares
Ceremonial Guardian (ret.)
MAGICK RIVER
 

   9 Oct 1999: Visiting the scene of the disaster              Mud, sand, logs, and huge rocks!

P.S. PLEASE DO NOT INTERPRET THIS MESSAGE AS ONE OF "DOOM AND GLOOM"
BECAUSE IT'S REALLY ALL ABOUT THE DEATH OF OLD STRUCTURES IN ORDER THAT
THE NEW REALITY CAN MANIFEST. REMEMBER: THE WORLD (OF ECONOMICS &
POLITICS) MUST END SO THAT A NEW UNIVERSE (OF BEAUTY, LOVE & TRUTH)
CAN BEGIN!

ANOTHER WEEK HAS PASSED AND MY MOOD IS LIGHTENING UP A LITTLE - BUT NOT ENOUGH FOR ME TO DELETE THE ABOVE STATEMENT.  FRIENDS REPORT A GROWING SENSE OF GATHERING MALICE IN THE POLITICAL ATMOSPHERE, EVEN AS EVIDENCE OF A FINAL ECONOMIC CRISIS ACCUMULATES. ON THE HEART LEVEL, I'M FEELING A HUGE OUTFLOW OF COMPASSION AND LOVE TOWARDS EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING I SEE...