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
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,
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.
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
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
that have characterized the Mahathir government is no
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.
occur on the economic, political, or environmental level
- or all three.
The evil that has seized the reins of power has become
tumor in the national psyche. 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
Ceremonial Guardian (ret.)
15 October 1999
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
BECAUSE IT'S REALLY ALL ABOUT THE DEATH OF OLD STRUCTURES
IN ORDER THAT
THE NEW REALITY CAN MANIFEST. REMEMBER: THE WORLD (OF
POLITICS) MUST END SO THAT A NEW UNIVERSE (OF BEAUTY,
LOVE & TRUTH)
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...
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