Australia Black Summer Untold? And Slicing Songs.

I promise that if you stay with this post to the end, you won’t be sorry.  If you start feeling sorry, feel free to just jump to the end!

I want to follow-up on my post of January 3, 2020, I Am Australian Today.  I’m concerned that it will be forgotten because the news media have moved on to the latest crises.  I’m not letting go of it.  I want to remember that we ARE STILL all burning together.  Watch what happens when Antarctica starts dropping whole worlds of ice into the ocean, which is coming soon to a planet near you.  Have you heard?  Greenland is pouring ice melt water into the ocean at a rate equivalent to the mass of 2,000 elephants per second!  No kidding.  I saw an ice expert who studies Greenland say it.

I owe it to myself to not let rapacious news feeds — including the best of them on public broadcast services — feed on my attention as though it were theirs to consume, not mine to apply.  And there is no more important news than the planet’s ability to sustain life (as we know it and depend on it).

I’m not certain that humanity really should continue to exist.  Maybe it’s time we went the way of the dinosaurs (although they did not kill their own world).  Fine.  But we don’t have the right to destroy the world for all the other species.

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I don’t want to forget that my generation, in its diseased way of living, has left the next generation with a world that could, in their lifetimes, become a hell to last for a thousand years.  People who don’t know what’s going on, or who believe insane buffoons like Trump, or, like my father, who refused to accept the facts of climate change because he liked the cozy feel of his beliefs better, will read this and say that I’m exaggerating or my glass is half empty or I have no faith.  (To anybody who ever says your glass is half empty, ask them, sincerely, what exactly do they think makes theirs half full?  Last time I did that, all I got was, “I’m not going to argue with you.”  Of course not.  They didn’t have much in that glass to argue from.  It was half full of crap.)

I have faith in truth, reason and dialog.  If enough of them are allowed to get out, to be aired, they win.  The forces opposing them are not indomitable, but they can kill people by the millions and make the world intolerable for everyone else.  Or uninhabitable.

We need two things to change the world: attention and intention.  Belief in anything else is distraction.

Copyright 2020 TheBalsamean.comI’ve been looking for good follow-up reports on the Australia Bush Fires (now known as Black Summer).  I have not found ones that seem to do what I’m looking for, perhaps because I don’t know what I’m looking for.  I’ve got a list of ones to comb through and see if there are some that can tell me what I am looking for.

Meanwhile, here are a few reports I will share because they should help us understand the experience of the fires as they unfolded, and some of their impacts.

This one offers some good news about the status of devastated Kangaroo Island and Flinders Chase National Park:

Parts of Kangaroo Island reopen, giving some a first look at the fire’s impact | ABC News, Feb. 17, 2020
An unstoppable and devastating bushfire broke out on Kangaroo Island at the end of December last year, and in the weeks that followed the fire emergency only worsened. Bushfires ripped through almost half of the island, decimating infrastructure, wildlife and terrain. Flinders Chase National Park has been reopened for the first time since the crisis, with some visitors and locals given a first look at the devastation. Read more here: https://www.abc.net.au/news/2020-02-1…

The next one is a little hard to take.  The demeanor of a koala seems to say something like, “Oi, just gimme a pile of eucalyptus leaves and I’ll weather the storm with ya.  Hang on now, we’ll get there, Mate.”  Stiff upper lip thing.  But their fate is worse than they admit.  Their losses are among a billion animals estimated lost so far.  I still have not heard anyone talk about the insect population, pollinators, etc.

10,000 koalas may have died in NSW bushfires | ABC News, Feb. 18, 2020.
A parliamentary inquiry in New South Wales has heard up to a third of the koala population could have died in the recent bushfires, bringing forward their projected extinction in the state by a number of years. Read more here: https://www.abc.net.au/news/2020-02-1…

Here is a 48-minute report with a self-explanatory title:

The stories behind the viral videos from Australia’s bushfire crisis | Four Corners, Feb 3, 2020.  ABC News In-depth
“They are the videos that stopped the nation and stunned the world – images from the firegrounds capturing the ferocity of the bushfires that have raged around Australia this black summer.  These videos have been viewed tens of millions of times, but who filmed them and how did their stories end?  Read more: Black Summer (https://ab.co/2RSHkoc)”

When I revisit my Jan 3 post, I love the music.  It has what I’m looking for, in that way music speaks to the unspoken within us.  Check it out, even if you have done so already.  Music and art are the expressions and applications of truth most likely to save us.  Science is necessary, but susceptible to obfuscation with lies.  The best music and art slice through it all, splitting the dark mantle of the mind to let in the light of science and reason.

A few more songs come to mind.  And they’re all sing-alongs!  LOL.  Except for the last one, Lakota Dream Song, which is an audio-visual spectacle that only your heart will know how to sing to.  Let it.  Sink in.

Turn up the volume:

This is one of my all-time favorite songs.  I’m no singer, but I yell the hell out of this one.  Where do the Children Play, by Cat Stevens.

I don’t believe in supernatural angels, but there are angels in our consciousness.  This song says things I can’t so much hear as feel, and it has a kind of echo in my bones.  Jane Siberry and k.d. Laing’s Calling All Angels.  And if you watch the movie Pay it Forward, you’ll believe in some sort of angels when this song shows up in it.

As the waters of our ways rise, how much higher ground is left?  Higher Ground by Dan Fogelberg.  Lyrics follow.

Rain keeps falling, keeps falling down
Like it’s never going to quit
Trouble stalks this one horse town
Like it can smell the fear inside of it

Through the night the fires rage
Mixing juices ’til they disengage
Mouths get hungry and the hands reach out
Is there something we should talk about

We’ve got to head for higher ground
Good people there’s hard choices going down now
We’ve got to head for higher ground
Head for higher ground, higher ground

Shattered trusts and broken vows
Can exact a heavy toll
And in the race of heart and mind
Sure, the loser is the soul

We’ve got to head for higher ground
Good people there’s hard choices going down now
We’ve got to head for higher ground
Head for higher ground, higher ground

Higher, higher, higher, higher
Higher, higher, higher

Faithless deeds for faithless times
All men are guilty of their brothers’ crimes
So few are chosen, there’s even fewer called
So few can ever read the writing on the wall

We’ve got to head for higher ground
Oh people there’s hard choices going down now
We’ve got to head for higher ground
Head for higher ground, higher

We’ve got to head for higher ground
Good people there’s hard choices going down now
We’ve got to head for higher ground
Head for higher ground, higher ground

………….  But hang on now, Mate.  We’ll get there.  Just let the music play.  Dan Fogelberg again, in Magic Every Moment.  Lyrics follow.

I awoke this morning to a shattering sound
And I went downstairs and found these shards of glass strewn all around
And there upon the floor I found this poor broken dove
And it made me realize how very fragile is this life that we so love

I came back up to bed and I held you so tight
And I prayed up to the Father, oh I prayed with all my might
That He’d always keep you with me, that He’d always keep you safe
And when I went downstairs I found that dove had somehow up and flown away

There’s a magic every moment
There’s a miracles each day
There’s a magic every moment
Oh won’t you let the music play
Oh won’t you let the music play

On a high and windy island I was gazing out to sea
When a long forgotten feeling came and took control of me
It was then the clouds burst open and the sun came pouring through
When it hit those dancing waters in an instant all eternity I knew

There’s so much we take for granted, there’s so much we never say
We get caught up in the motion of just a living day to day
We are fettered to the future, we are prisoners of the past
And we never seem to notice ’til our lives have finally slipped right through our grasp

There’s a magic every moment
There’s a miracles each day
There’s a magic every moment
Oh won’t you let the music play
Oh won’t you let the music play

You can see forever in a single drop of dew
You can see that same forever if you look down deep inside of you
There’s a spark of the creator in every living thing
He respects me when I work but He so loves me when I sing

There’s a magic every moment
There’s a miracles each day
There’s a magic every moment
Oh won’t you let the music play
Oh won’t you let the music play

There’s a magic every moment
There’s a miracles each day
There’s a magic every moment
Oh won’t you let the music play
Oh won’t you let the music play

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