Facing her Battles and Florence's Affair with the Middle East

Its just across the way
Go up turn left then head up again...

Syria sits right there
Just next to Lebanon
and people live there
Just like in Australia
real people and real lives

They do not wait to be qualified as worthy of life
by a bombastic fool
and his minions

They must live and survive
each day
and not know
when next time
they are the target
as oil and gas
are more worthy of life
than Syrians

It makes no sense in my world, that the desire to be richer, more powerful , more....... is enough reason to cause mass slaughter of other human beings. I saw written on a page, the account of bombing Syria as people in the west dont even know the geography of this area and it is just Muslim countries. Sound reasoning for killing? So the Rothschilds and the Cheneys of this world can have their coffers more full. The insidious nature of who controls the Middle East oil inserts itself into everything here. We have some countries so dependeant on the wealth that fossil fuels give them- lifestyle et al. What would happen if USA removed their bases from the surrounds? removed their Naval bases from all around the area and Europe....?

I will continue to live as I do
and even with my desire to spit upon the dominant force here
I will recalculate my survival chances
and be thankful that I am surrounded!

Its a strange world
So I am settling into this place
and my apartment has been decorated with the notion that I might spend a couple of years here
maybe
and I need to be able to do it in relative comfort
next to come will be the modular sofa
as opposed to darkwood, hard seated seating objects

and my art wall is growing
but I need more practice
the gym, art, reading... saves me
and then there is work

Ramadan comes soon
and this is a period of reduced school hours- 35 minute lessons
Day begins at 8 and ends at 1
for a month
then we are done
and summer holidays begin
My hiking poles are ready
Itchy feet..

Florence and her exotic adventures on Aphrodite's Island

Cyprus does not just exist as the name of a pine. 
It is surely much more than that.
It is Aphrodite
and Adonis


her  glorious goddess life as a leader in the country
and her lust for
Adonis


who died!

It is the remnants of a civilization existing from eons ago

It is jade green and blue water

lush forests

orange groves

silvery glittering olive trees

it is the moon rising over a tranquil Mediteranean Sea

and the sun pushing through into a new glorious red and gold day..


and ouzo
and deep rich red wine

It is octopus
grilled


Fresh fish
grilled

Lemons
Haloumi
and the steep cliffs as the road climbs to the Turkish border.


It is stark white houses
on cliffs
and the churches

made for the locals
just a few at a time please.


It is sensual
and pleasurable
and the people
opened their arms
with welcome..

Too soon the days are passed

and
the return looms
and I will not go in Summer
to Cyprus
whwen tourists pour onto and into the towns
bathing and shouting
and jet skis roar
big cars ferry the rich
big boats carry the rich
and the money is made


I would not want to hear the roars of voices
raiding the beauty of this place
pillaging the pleasure that was mine
for a short time...