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2/12/2009

Hell on Earth



On the way to The Prom (The Wilsons Promontory) a National Park in Victoria the roads were closed and people had to be evacuated the day before, there were still fire burning in the forest. Just another sign of the global warming affecting the whole world, as temperatures reached 48 degrees two days before the firebush started and in a very dry condition. They are saying that the death toll from that perfect fire storm, the worst in all history of Australia will reach or surpass 300 people. I've had just passed through those such beautiful places and I feel so sorry for all that happenned.

Being so close to the bushfires made me even more focused about the tragedy that affected Victoria's wildlife. And I was touched by the koalas reaching for water when just days before I had seen them quietly resting on the trees... and all the pics I saw in the news, especially of a little marsupial with all four burned claws being treated which I post as a manifestation of mourning over those other millions of wildlife who could not even have the chance to make it through.
More than a million wildlife are gone in consequence. In the most devastating one right in Marysville power lines caused the fire. I am saddened by all the victims in Victoria's tragedy but we should not only blame the flames on bush... we all should take better care of Mother Nature. We need to cooperate with Earth more than operate on her. Or we won't survive to tell the tale.


The aftermath of the Victorian bushfires in a beach nearby:

2/25/2008

Two Angels in the Skies (In Desguise;)

This afternoon I looked up through my windowpane at what seemed to be a tornado formation, and it ended up being two angels playing in the middle of a heart cloud:

"Sometimes I feel like living in the sky
Where a beautiful angel whispers on my ear,
'Look and you will see inside your eye
All the beauty, and pain, and sorrow and fear'.

Sometimes the angel's voice echoes in my mind
As a reality which confounds me in a way so rare.
For all these thoughts make me feel so blind
For they can never seem to be the way they are.

But in the middle of all these confusions
I can even hear a bell that cheerfully rings:
An angel, so pretty, invades my illusion,
And makes me happy, and makes me sing.

But again it echoes in my heart that voice
That I can still live on and make a choice."

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